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
2d.—Did not find myself at all better this morning, and was
surprised I had lived so long. At 2 P.M., finding myself a little
revived, but unable to sit up, I determined to see my dear master,
if I could, before I died. For this purpose ordered my people to make
a couch on the back of the camel; after which they gently lifted
me into it, and I almost immediately ordered them to proceed. The
chief of Rayoo, who was one of Bello’s principal fighting men,
behaved particularly kind to me, and, I really believe, sincerely
sympathized in my distress. He expressed much sorrow on parting,
and hinted it would be dangerous to proceed, but did not oppose my
determination. The path, the greater part of the way, being very
narrow, and thickly lined on each side with a species of thorn,
I was annoyed greatly, by reason of the thorns frequently tearing
the covering from my bed, and exposing me to the intense heat of a
burning sun. The sultan of Kano’s messenger, however, seeing me in
this state, rode before the camel, and dexterously lopped off the
overhanging branches with his cutlass: this proved of the utmost
advantage. The violent shaking of the camel caused me to be faint
several times on the road; on which occasions my party uniformly
halted until I revived. In this manner we journeyed till seven in
the evening, when we entered a walled town called Koolefee. The
chief, a very fine old man, never having seen a white man before,
was in raptures when he learned of my being in the town; and
running to the camel, took me from its back, and carried me in
his arms into an apartment which had been hastily prepared for
my reception. Placing me on a bed, he took a gora nut from his
pocket, and holding it betwixt his finger and thumb, wished me to
chew one end of it, that he might have the pleasure of eating with
a Christian. I did it after some difficulty, when he immediately
ate the remainder with much apparent satisfaction. His great men,
who surrounded me, reproved him sharply for doing this. He quickly
answered them, in a pleasant but firm tone, that he believed the
“little Christian” was as good a man as himself or any of them;
which effectually silenced their remarks. He shortly afterwards went
out, and returned with a bowl, containing six quarts of new milk,
with which a little flour and some honey had been mixed. He told
me he was determined to see me eat the whole of it before he left
the apartment. I partook sparingly of it at first, but in the night
tasted it several times, which refreshed and invigorated me.
3d.—Finding myself considerably better this morning, I ordered a
pillow to be laid across my horse’s saddle, that I might travel
for a short distance on his back. Entered a miserable village named
Zunko, and slept there for the night.
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