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
We paid a visit to the caboceer, or chief man of the town. We found
him seated in the midst of his elders and women. He was an ancient,
tall, stupid-looking man, dressed in a red silken tobe, or long shirt;
on his head was a cap made of small glass beads of various colours,
surrounded by tassels of small gold-coloured beads, and three large
coral ones in front. The cap was the best part of the man, for it
was very neat; in his hand he held a fly-flapper, the handle of
which was covered with beads. After a number of compliments, we were
presented with goroo-nuts and water. We told him of our intention
to proceed to Eyeo, that we were servants of the king of England,
and that we wanted carriers for ourselves and baggage. We remained
here for the night, and as all our baggage had not come up from the
coast, Captain Pearce went down to the beach after them.
As soon as we had removed into the caboceer’s house he sent us a
present of a sheep, a basket of yams, and some fire-wood. His wives
and young women came peeping at us through the holes in the walls,
and at the doors; and whenever we went near them they would run
off. Captain Adamooli told us to keep a good look out after our
things, for the people here were great thieves. I said he must make
his men keep watch, as I held him answerable for whatever might be
lost. Accordingly he sent the greater part of his troop, he himself
taking up his station at the principal door, where they kept drumming
all night.
This morning, Friday, 9, there was a good deal of palavering between
the captain and the old caboceer, while we sat patiently waiting the
removal of the baggage and stores from his house. I found the old
caboceer sitting on a chair with an umbrella held over his head;
his aged counsellors by his side. The old gentleman was carefully
counting all the articles as they were brought out, laying a small
piece of stick on each; they were then counted over a second and
a third time, after which the bundles were tied up; not however
before they obliged me to count them over, and till I said all was
right. After waiting about two hours for carriers, the old caboceer
said with the most invincible gravity that he would not procure
a single carrier, alleging that he had not received enough for a
present. We then declared we would return to Badagry, and let the
king know of his conduct, and made a show of going that way; but
the old caboceer was not in the least moved. Poor Captain Adamooli,
however, prostrated himself before me, laid hold of my legs, and said
he should lose his head if I went back. I therefore returned, and
he loaded his own people; the old wretch not giving us a single man.
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