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
Soon afterwards the doors were thrown open, and we saw in the hall
all the servants of the chateau, armed with muskets and sabres:
it seems they had taken this precaution, lest we had deceived
them by our story; but when they saw us naked, almost frozen,
and objects of pity rather than fear, they put down their arms,
and paid us every attention.
We were at first conducted into the kitchen, where, before a large
fire, we warmed our frost-bitten limbs. Soon afterwards the mistress
of the house, and all her female domestics, came and brought us
linen, and other apparel, which we divided amongst each other as well
as we could. A table was then laid out, and we were supplied with
victuals and drink; which we devoured with the greatest eagerness,
being almost famished.
After the repast, I was shewn to a chamber; while my companions
and the master of the house went down to the shore, to endeavour
to save something from the wreck. On their return, I learnt that
the vessel had gone entirely to pieces at three o’clock.
All the crew were saved; but most of them had taken another
direction: my cook and boy lost themselves, and three days elapsed
before they found me.
About noon the lady of the mansion sent to know if I would take some
tea: I begged to be served with it in my apartment, but she insisted
that I should come down stairs, and take it with her. I had much
difficulty to bring myself to accept this compliment, as I was still
in a most deplorable condition, and not fit to be seen. About five in
the afternoon the gentleman returned, with several of his neighbours,
and some of the crew. They had saved very few things from the wreck;
but they restored to me a bag with about 500 dollars, and a box
containing my papers, which I got dried in the oven. My boy John
also saved a sack with nearly 1200 livres; a packet of virgin gold,
from Senegal, which I sold in London for about 100 guineas; an ape,
a yellow parroquet, and some ostriches’ eggs. The loss, however,
which I sustained by this wreck I shall ever regret, on account of
the useful knowledge which it has prevented me from communicating
to my country. I lost a choice assortment of plants, unknown in
Europe; several bottles of distilled palm wine; some water taken
from the Senegal, at Isle St. Louis and Podor; several tons of the
earth from the gold mines at Galam and Bambouk; a collection of the
scarcest reptiles, birds, and fishes; and drawings of the costumes,
arms, equipages, &c. of all the hordes in this part of Africa.
At six o’clock we sat down to an excellent dinner, and remained
a long time at table. The repast terminated in the English manner;
that is, we swallowed bumpers of wine till we were all drunk. The
next day our host conducted me to Carmarthen, where I purchased a
new wardrobe, and equipped myself from head to foot.
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