French enterprise in Africa : $b the personal narrative of Lieut. Hourst of his exploration of the NigerHourst
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French enterprise in Africa : $b the personal narrative of Lieut. Hourst of his exploration of the Niger
Hourst
French -- Sudan; Mali -- Description and travel; Niger River -- Description and travel; Tuaregs
After having chatted for a few hours with the notables of Goruberi,
distributed some presents, and hoisted a flag, we went to pass the
night opposite Karimama or Karma, a very strong and densely-populated
village which is at war with the rest of Dendi. It was the people
of this place, who, by calling in the Toucouleurs, had caused all
the misery, which had lasted more than a year, to the natives of
the banks of the Niger in Dendi. The brother of the chief of Tenda
advised me to bombard Karma, and but for the pacific character
of my expedition, which I was so extremely anxious to maintain,
I would willingly have adopted his suggestion. I contented myself,
however, with having nothing to do with the renegades, and we passed
the night opposite their village on the left bank.
A tornado delayed our start the next day for the little village
which is the landing-place for Tenda. At ten o’clock, however,
we anchored at the foot of a rock covered with luxuriant vegetation,
which hung over the boats, forming a kind of canopy of verdure. This
is one of the most picturesque parts of the whole course of the Niger,
and the magnificent trees are tenanted by hundreds of birds, whilst on
the ground beneath are great flat spaces, very tempting to those who
want a suitable place to encamp. In a moment the banks were alive with
joyful activity, for our coolies hastened to land, and very soon the
thin columns of smoke from our fires were rising up here and there,
as preparations were made for cooking a meal. The men washed their
clothes here amongst the rocks. A market, too, was soon in full swing,
where onions, potatoes, and _kous_ (large edible roots), chickens
and eggs, were sold to us by native women. Our guide and the nephew
of the chief of Tenda meanwhile went to a big village further inland,
and about two o’clock returned, accompanied by the son of its chief,
who sent us word that he was too old to come and see us by the bad
roads between his home and our camp, but his son would represent him,
unless, indeed, we ourselves would visit him. We did not see why we
should not, so I started with Taburet, Suleyman, Tierno, and Mamé.
[Illustration: OUR COOLIES WASHING THEIR CLOTHES.]
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