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
Thursday, 22d.—Left Bullabulla, and travelled through plantations of
grain, indigo, and cotton; the soil and clay mixed with sand, and here
and there large blocks of sandstone, in which were nodules of iron,
and veins of clay ironstone; the face of the country diversified
with hills and dales; some of the hills to the south rising into
table-topped mounts; the country open and clear; every thing at
this season looking green and gay. Halted at the walled town of
Rajadawa, the head man of which wished me to stop in the town,
but I preferred halting outside. He sent me a present of cooked
meat, rice, and honey. I gave him in return three yards of silk,
a pair of scissors, and fifty Gora nuts. At this town they take,
for the chief of Youri, from every loaded bullock 500 cowries, and
from every loaded ass 300 cowries. The inhabitants are Cumbrie and
pagans, except the head man and about a dozen others, who profess
to be Mahometans. They say the governor, like his master of Youri,
is a great rogue; and invites people within his walls to detain them,
and screw as much out of them as he can. Rajadawa is walled (a clay
wall and ditch), and may contain from 6000 to 7000 inhabitants. The
environs are clear of wood, and planted with grain, yams, gaza
(a kind of potatoe, yellow inside, and very watery, leaving an
unpleasant taste in the mouth after eating), indigo, and cotton. We
had a plentiful market in the camp. The principal articles for sale
were raw bullocks’ flesh, fowls, millet, boiled yams, pudding, &c.
At noon on the 24th, after passing numerous villages, we arrived
at the town of Wazo, or Wazawo, the first town in the province of
Kotongkora, where the merchants had to pay 250 cowries for every
loaded ass, bullock, horse, or mule: of course I passed free, being
a white man, and went through the town with my baggage, and encamped
about a mile to the eastward of the town. The town of Wazo is built
on the shelving side of a rocky mount: on the south-east side is a
wall with two gates; the steep sides of the mountain serving as a
wall on the other side. The inhabitants are all Cumbrie and pagans;
and to-day they are holding a festival, so that we can get nothing
to buy. After my tent was pitched, I engaged one of the natives
for a few cowries to accompany me to hunt. I saw very little game,
except five antelopes, out of gunshot. On my return to the tent I
found the head man of Wazo had sent me one fowl, and some millet
for the horses, for which he expects nine or ten times the value in
return. The value of his present altogether, at the highest price,
is not above 200 cowries. I had to make my dinner of raw flour,
water, and an onion, reserving the fowl for my sick servant. During
the night heavy rain, but without thunder or lightning.
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