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
Monday, 9th.—Left Duffoo, a town that may contain upwards of fifteen
thousand people. Mr. Houtson unwell; he rode on early to avoid the
sun. I had great trouble in getting hammock-men. After leaving Duffoo,
the road winding around between two hills, descending over rugged
rocks and stones, and immense blocks of granite overhanging us,
as ready to start from their base to the destruction of every thing
below. About half a mile came to the village of Jesin, close at the
base of five towering rocky hills, and surrounded by tall trees,
a small stream running through it; from this the road ascends and
descends, still winding round the hills, until we arrived at the town
of Weza. Here our carriers would not start until they had quaffed an
immense calabash of _otée_, (mountain ale made from millet), which
the caboceer of the town sent to me with some plantains and eggs:
the last article in this country almost invariably half-hatched. We
now passed over a table land, gently descending from the mountains,
well cultivated and watered with several streams; halted at the town
of Chiadoo, situated on the side of a gently rising hill, surrounded
by a wall and ditch; and within the walls thickly planted with a
belt of trees, which entirely surround the town.
Tuesday, 10th.—The caboceer of this town is a friend of the caboceer
of Jannah, and extremely kind and attentive. He hopes our stay may be
extended to ten days, and assures us that neither we nor our people
should find any want of provisions. He sent us abundance of yams,
fowls, a goat and a turkey; the last a rare fowl in this country. The
caboceer’s name is Toko. I have put the barometer up, and shall
wait two days. Mr. Houtson better; myself unwell, with head-ache,
languor, and weakness; Richard much better, but still weak.
Wednesday, 11th.—Calm and clear. The caboceer waited on us to-day,
when we gave him ten coral beads for a piece of cloth, with which
he was much pleased. This town of Chiadoo is large, and I think
contains upwards of 7000 inhabitants, whose curiosity regarding us
is insatiable, crowding the square whenever we make our appearance.
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