A voyage to Senegal : $b or, Historical, philosophical, and political memoirs, relative to the discoveries, establishments and commerce of Europeans in the Atlantic Ocean, from Cape Blanco to the river of Sierra LeoneDurand, Jean Baptiste Léonard
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A voyage to Senegal : $b or, Historical, philosophical, and political memoirs, relative to the discoveries, establishments and commerce of Europeans in the Atlantic Ocean, from Cape Blanco to the river of Sierra Leone
Durand, Jean Baptiste Léonard
Africa, Northwest; Senegal -- Description and travel
On the appointed day they place the criminal on a high seat, strip
off all his clothes, and leave him nothing but an apron of plantain
leaves round his waist. He then, in presence of the whole town, who
assemble on these occasions, eats rue or cola, and drinks poisoned
water. If he die, which almost always happens, he is declared guilty;
but if he should live twenty-four hours after the ceremony, he is
adjudged innocent. During this time he dares not relieve nature
by any secretions; and if he have not strength to retain them,
his impotence is considered as strong a proof of his crime, as if
he had fallen dead on first taking the fatal drink. Nay, in order
to prevent all surprise, they force him to join in the songs and
dances, with which during the night they celebrate his innocence.
A person once acquitted by this judgment of God acquires a general
confidence, and has a right to bring an action against the parents
and friends of the deceased for defamation and false poisoning. The
latter in such cases are always condemned, and pay a fine equal to
the injury.
When the accusation of magic falls on a person whom they cannot
sell, either on account of his age, or the rank of his family,
he is conducted to a field out of the town, where he is obliged to
dig his own grave; while the people, who surround and guard him,
load him with insults, and say as a common phrase, “You kill
others, and do not wish that death should strike you in return.”
During these injuries he continues his doleful work with an apparent
insensibility, and merely answers, “It is true that I have killed
such a one, and many others; and if I were to live I should kill many
more.” From time to time he takes measure of the grave with his
own body; and when he thinks it deep enough, they place him at one
end with his face towards it: in this position one of the assistants
gives him a violent blow on the nape of the neck, which causes him
to fall into the grave on his face; they then cover him with mould,
and finish him by running him through with a sharp pike, which they
strike several times into his body. The grave is then filled up,
and the name of the criminal is condemned to oblivion.
These ceremonies, in which slight differences prevail amongst the
various tribes, are so absurd, and their injustice is so palpable,
that it is astonishing that the people have not abolished so
barbarous a custom, notwithstanding its antiquity.
All savage or ignorant nations have believed in spells and magic;
but nothing can equal the furious people of whom I am speaking. If
a crocodile devour a man, a leopard destroy a sheep, a person fall
ill, or die suddenly; or if any reverses be experienced, it is
always through the sorcerer; and when he is discovered, he never
escapes the cruel punishment which the law pronounces against him.
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