Human Leopards : $b an account of the trials of Human Leopards before the Special Commission Court; with a note on Sierra Leone, past and present — John Shaqi
Human Leopards : $b an account of the trials of Human Leopards before the Special Commission Court; with a note on Sierra Leone, past and presentBeatty, Kenneth James
History
Human Leopards : $b an account of the trials of Human Leopards before the Special Commission Court; with a note on Sierra Leone, past and present
Beatty, Kenneth James
Cannibalism; Ethnology -- Sierra Leone; Leopard men; Sierra Leone -- History
“The headquarters of the Purrah are in enclosures situated in the woods;
these are never deserted by them entirely, and any man, not a Purrah,
approaching them is instantly apprehended, and rarely ever heard of
again. The few who have reappeared after several years of secretion have
always become intermediately Purrah men themselves; those who do not
again appear are supposed to be carried away to distant countries and
sold. The Purrahs do not confine themselves always to the seizure of
those who approach their enclosures, but frequently carry off single
travellers, and occasionally whole parties, who are imprudent enough to
pass from one town to another in certain districts without applying for
an escort from the body. To ensure safety, one Purrah man is sufficient,
who, while leading the party, blows a small reed whistle suspended from
his neck. At the advice of Ba Kooro, I procured one of these persons as
a guide from Ma Bung to Ma Yasoo, the intermediate country being thickly
inhabited by the Purrah. As we passed along, they signified their
vicinity to us, by howling and screaming in the woods, but although the
sounds denoted their neighbourhood, no individual was seen.
“The Purrahs frequently make an irruption into towns in the night-time,
and plunder whatever they can lay their hands upon—goats, fowls, cloths,
provisions, men, women, or children. On such occasions the inhabitants
remain shut up in their homes, until long after the plunderers retreat.
During the time that I was in the interior, I always had a sentry over
my quarters at night, for the protection of the baggage. One night, the
town in which we slept was visited by the Purrah, and my sentinel
remained firm at his post. When the Purrah came up, an attack was made
upon him, but the application of the bayonet kept them at a distance
until I made my appearance, when the Purrah, uncertain of their power
over a white man, scampered off; they were mostly naked and unarmed, but
a few had knives.
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