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 setting out after his repast, at three in the afternoon, Rubault
arrived by seven at another village, named Bety, where he passed
the night; this he left at ten next morning, and at seven in the
evening came to a third village, called Meriné-Giob.
The inhabitants of this village were celebrating the Gammon, which is
an annual festival in honour of the birth of Mahomet; it lasts three
days. Here Rubault was well treated, and proceeded onwards the next
morning at six o’clock. The country over which he travelled this
day was covered with little hamlets. Amongst the trees he observed
a white tamarind, or ape’s bread-tree, of so extraordinary a size
that he stopped to measure it, and found it to be eighty-four feet in
circumference. He next reached Gure, a village governed by a prince
of the royal family; and afterwards that of Hyam-Hyren, where he
arrived at noon, and stopped for three hours till the intense heat
had subsided. The chief here refreshed him, and had him taken to
a couch, where he ordered one of his women to stand and fan him.
On the 16th, after passing through several small Negro villages,
he arrived at that of Meriné, where the inhabitants received him
with acclamations, which testified their great pleasure. The master
and the principal inhabitants came in bodies to salute him, and
kept off their people, who pressed on him through curiosity. At the
same time a prince named Yousoufat, the governor of a neighbouring
village, having heard of the arrival of a white man, came with a
numerous suite of cavalry, and offered his services. This prince
urged him to stop a few days in his village, which he declined,
but was obliged to promise that he would accept the offer on his
return. On the 17th, when he was about to leave the village of
Meriné, the master came with great ceremony to wish him a good
journey: he prostrated himself at his feet, kissed his hands,
and refused to accept of any present whatever.
He next reached the village of Beteldiabi, where the people came
out and danced before him to the sounds of the instruments of their
country, which are the rude kind of drum already described, and one
which resembles our mandolines. It is remarkable, that the Negroes
of the Senegal can never accustom themselves to European drums,
with which they have been acquainted for a length of time.
The village of Beteldiabi is the last in this direction which belongs
to the kingdom of Cayor. Rubault left it at three in the afternoon,
and travelled the rest of the day, and a great part of the night,
through a forest which is near this place. He saw in it a great
number of tigers, lions, wolves, and other ferocious animals, which
came very near to his party at different times, and whose roarings
were dreadful. This forest was composed of palm, tamarind, gum,
and other large trees, of which Rubault did not know the species.
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