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
7th.—Left at six in the morning, and proceeding in a south-west
course, arrived at a walled town called Nammaleek, at twelve at
noon; the north-east part of which is defended by a mountain,
and the remaining parts by a high mud wall. The mountain is nearly
perpendicular, and thickly covered with wood. Thousands of hyenas,
tiger-cats, jackals, monkeys, &c. inhabit it; and the terrific noise
they made during the night prevented me from closing my eyes. These
animals are so rapacious, that the poor inhabitants cannot keep a
single bullock, sheep, or goat; in consequence of which no animal
food could be obtained in the place. The chief put us into a hut,
and gave us tuah, with a sauce made from the monkey’s bread-fruit
tree, which is most unpalatable stuff. I intended to stop a short
time here, and take medicine; but the people coming in scores to see
me, I had no opportunity of opening my box but in their presence,
which I did not choose to do. This day, two Fellatas, messengers
of the sultan of Zegzeg, unfortunately saw me, and asked where I
was going. On my acquainting them, they immediately rode off, and,
as I subsequently learnt, returned to Zegzeg, and informed the king
that I was on my way to Funda with two asses, loaded with riches,
and a beautiful horse, as presents to the king of that place.
8th.—At eight in the morning left Nammaleek, and keeping in a
south-west direction, at the foot of a range of mountains, perceived
an opening, and went through it at about twelve. Our course then
lay more easterly, and crossing one large and three small rivers,
whose names I could not learn, arrived at Fullindushie, the frontier
town in Catica. On our journey to-day, we met, on their way to Zegzeg,
as a tax to sultan Bello, from a neighbouring country, thirty slaves,
men, women, and children, all apparently ill with the small-pox. The
men were tied to each other by the neck with twisted bullocks’
hide; but the women and children were at liberty. The inhabitants
of Fullindushie were the first people I had seen in Africa who
disdained to make use of any kind of dress. They laughed immoderately
on seeing me; whilst I, on my part, made myself quite merry at their
expense. They were soon on the most familiar footing with me, and seem
an artless and good-humoured people; but disgusting in their manners,
and filthy in their persons: their sheep, goats, and poultry eat
and sleep in the same hut with them, and a most intolerable stench
is exhaled from all their dwellings. They do not appear to have the
least affection for their offspring: a parent will sell his child for
the merest trifle in the world, with no more remorse or repugnance
than he would a chicken. They invariably wear a large piece of blue
glass, in the shape of a semicircle, in their upper and lower lip;
and a piece of red wood, about the size of a man’s thumb, dangles
from their ears. They rub red clay, softened with an oil extracted
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