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
They are now gathering in the indigo, which they cut about two or
three inches above the ground, bringing what they cut off home, and
strip off the leaves, which are laid in a circular heap, and left
to rot or ferment until the end of the rains, when it is beaten in
the troughs or wooden mortars, and allowed to remain until dry. In
other places they beat it in the troughs as soon as cut, and let it
remain until dry, when what they do not want for use is carried to
Kano and sold.
The houses in Toffa are few, and all the spare places in the town
are planted with millet and doura. The inhabitants do not amount to
more than two thousand. During the night we had thunder, lightning,
and rain.
Friday, 25th.—Morning clear and fair; gave the head man ten gora
nuts, and my landlord ten, and started at 7.10 A.M. The country
cultivated only in parts; saw several large herds of very fine cattle
belonging to the Fellatas. They follow the cry of the herdsman, which
is _ah hea hay!_ in a soft but shrill cry, and the cattle, lowing,
follow the sound. At ten passed a walled town called Kiawa; and at
noon another walled town called Gagai. At this last town the land was
all in cultivation. Formerly, when Duntungwa was living, they durst
not stir out of their towns; now he is dead, and his son submitted
to Bello, every one tries who can plant the most. At 2 P.M. arrived
and halted at a walled town called Gongodi, where I was provided with
a house. The walls of this town are also falling to pieces. All the
spare places were planted with millet and doura. A plentiful market
was holden outside of the town. In the shady tree close to the house
in which I lived were birds, a little larger than our sparrows,
with a jet-black head, and a bright yellow in the neck, breast,
belly, and under the wings, and the back a dusky green; chirped
just like the sparrow: hundreds were building their nests in this
and the other trees, which they do at the extreme branches or twigs,
and are sown together with leaves; the nests are platted with grass,
and have their entrance at the bottom. Both male and female work at
the nest, and they lay about six or seven eggs. During this season
they are very busy, and keep up a constant chirruping and flutter
under their nests and about the trees.
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