Journal of a second expedition into the interior of Africa, from the Bight of Benin to Soccatoo : $b To which is added, the journal of Richard Lander from Kano to the sea-coast, partly by a more eastern route.Clapperton, Hugh
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Journal of a second expedition into the interior of Africa, from the Bight of Benin to Soccatoo : $b To which is added, the journal of Richard Lander from Kano to the sea-coast, partly by a more eastern route.
Clapperton, Hugh
Sudan (Region) -- Description and travel
I sent to the governor the instant of my arrival at Wawa, to say
I was ready to wait on him. I had tea to refresh me and clear up
my ideas; and went, accompanied by his head man. My servant Ali
brought the rifle, which was loaded; but I ordered him back with a
severe reproof, as I always make a point of going unarmed; as the
least show of fear or distrust would most likely cause me to pay
dearly for my unnecessary caution. The head man said, “Ah! dua,
dua,” or that I had taken medicine to keep me from harm. I found
the governor just roused from his noon-day nap, which was done by
sound of horn. I put on as many smiles as I was master of, shook
hands with him, and asked how he did, and how he had been since I
last was blessed with the sight of him. I told him that I had seen
the sultan of Boussa, and said what a good and generous man he was;
and how well he and the midaki, his wife, and the governor’s sister,
had behaved to me. I then said, I was surprised that my things had
not come to the water side, according to his promise. He asked if the
widow was not going to take them, as he thought she was. I said, I had
nothing to do with the widow; I was a servant of the king of England,
and it was to him I looked; that I did not know the widow before I
came here. “Is she not going to Houssa with you? if she is greater
than me, let her take them.” I said, no; it was he, and not the
widow: I had nothing to say to her; and I would thank him to send me
and my things off as soon as possible. “As soon as the widow comes
back,” says he, “you shall go, not until then: send for her.” I
said, I would not send for her; I had nothing to do with her. “You
allowed your servant to take a female slave from her; send her back;
and if the widow comes back to-night you shall go to-morrow.” I
said, as to the widow’s coming or going, it was nothing to me:
with respect to Pascoe’s returning the girl, that was his affair;
and that no offence had been meant to the governor in allowing him
to accept her. He said, return her, and he would give him another;
and if the widow came to-night I should go in the morning: she was
his enemy, and was gone to stir up war against him, as she had done
once before. I said, he might blame his head man for my acquaintance
with the widow: he was present when she first came to my house; and,
as she was an enemy of the governor, he ought to have told me then,
and I, as a stranger, and the governor’s guest, would not have
allowed her to come to my house. We parted after this, and in the
evening he sent me a present of one fowl, yams, milk, and honey.
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