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
Sunday, 19th.—At daybreak I had every thing ready for starting, but
the manœuvring of old Abubecker kept me until 7.30 A.M.; and even
then I had to give three yards of blue cloth and several strings of
beads before I could get the baggage off. After starting, our road
was through a thickly wooded country of fine tall trees, with little
underwood, the country rising into gentle hill and dale, and the
path very winding. At 10 we fell in with the Houssa caravans. They
occupied a long line of march: bullocks, asses, horses, women, and
men, to the amount of a thousand, all in a line, after one another,
forming a very curious sight; a motley groupe, from the nearly naked
girls and men carrying loads, to the ridiculously and gaudily dressed
Gonja traders, riding on horseback, some of these animals being lame,
and going with a halt, and all in very bad condition. The poor girls,
their slaves, are compelled to travel with a heavy load on their
heads, yet are as cheerful and good-natured as if they were at home
grinding corn in their own native country. The road lay over a level
plain covered with trees; the soil a red clay, with gravel and ore,
among rocks of clay ironstone, appearing, from the softer parts,
to have been washed or worn away, as if it had undergone the action
of fire. We halted near to a small rainy-season stream, in which
were pools of water. Here and there saw numerous traces of the
large antelopes, buffaloes, and elephants. The latter, they say,
the natives do not kill, because they can get plenty of other meat,
and they can prevail on no one to buy the tusks. They destroy wild
animals with poisoned arrows, one of which they pretend to say will
kill an elephant in about an hour. They eat the flesh of the animal
slain with these arrows, but cut out and throw away the piece around
the poisoned wound. Yarro’s messenger has promised to show me the
tree from which they get the poison when we arrive at Wawa: they
tell a number of extravagant stories about its power and effects,
which are too ridiculous to believe.
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