ABSTRACT
I Now salute you (my dear Sig. Mario) from Goa; in India indeed I am, but no Indian. Having pass’d through the Syrian, and afterwards the Persian, I am again invested with our European garb. In Turkie and Persia you would not have known me, but could not mistake me in India, where I have almost resum’d my first shape. This is the third transformation which my Beard hath undergone, having here met with an odd Barber, who hath advanced my mustachios according to the Portugal Mode, and in the middle of my chin, shaven after the Persian Mode, he hath left the European tuft. But to continue my Diary where I left off in my last Letter, which was about my departure from Sùrat.
