French enterprise in Africa : $b the personal narrative of Lieut. Hourst of his exploration of the Niger — John Shaqi
French enterprise in Africa : $b the personal narrative of Lieut. Hourst of his exploration of the NigerHourst
History
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
Somangoro, a mighty warrior, and, moreover, learned in witchcraft,
reigned on the banks of the Niger. Certain terrible and mysterious
nostrums rendered him invincible, and he could only be beaten by an
enemy who should succeed in snatching from him the first mouthful
of food he raised to his lips. Now Sundiata, who had made up his
mind to possess himself of the lands belonging to Somangoro, and
knowing the magic power which protected his enemy, pretended to
seek his friendship and alliance by offering to him his own sister
Ma in marriage.
Somangoro had fallen in love with Ma, so he married her, and took
her to his own land. He soon trusted his wife so entirely that he
allowed her alone to prepare and serve his food.
[Illustration: BANKS OF THE RIVER AT KOLIKORO.]
Well, one day when the Soninké chief had drunk rather too much _dolo_
or mead, Ma brought him his food, and having placed before him the
calabash containing the _tau_ (boiled millet or maize), just as he
was raising the first handful to his mouth she sidled up to him as
if about to caress him, and, by an apparently accidental movement,
made him drop it.
“Leave that bit, dear friend,” she said, “it is dirty!” and she flung
it into a corner of the hut. Somangoro, intoxicated with love as
well as with liquor, did not take any notice of what the traitress
had done. Then the cunning Ma, when her husband had left her, picked
up the mouthful of _tau_, and sent it to her brother. Sundiata could
now march against his rival.
This is what happened. The two armies met at Massala; the Soninkés
were beaten. Somangoro hung his weapons on a tree, which is still
pointed out opposite the entrance to the village, and fled to Mount
Kolikoro, where his rival changed him, his horse, and his favourite
griot into stone.
But although he is petrified the Soninké chief retains his magic
power, and the village is still under his protection. At the foot
of the hill two sacred rocks receive the offerings of the negroes,
consisting of ears of millet, chickens, and calabashes filled with
_degue_ (millet flour boiled and strained).
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