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
making an apology for his not being at home when I passed. Alligators
are plenty in the river, as one of the carriers, in going to bring
water, was chased from the river side by one: parrots, paroquets,
and game abound near the banks of this stream. In the evening it
was reported to me that the whole of the horses were lost: whether
it be to extract a present or not, time will show.
Tuesday, 21st.—It was 8 A.M. before the horses were brought back. I
sent all the baggage and stores off, except three boxes, which I gave
in charge to the head man of the village, who promised to forward
them to me at Wawa. I gave him and the head man of the village of
Barakina two yards of cloth each, with a knife and a few beads,
with which they were very well pleased. An escort of four horsemen
arrived to conduct me to Wawa, and at 8.30 A.M. I left Billa and the
escort, who had made the head man of the village provide them with a
breakfast. The road lay over a plain, well cultivated, and planted
with cottons, yams, and corn in a number of places. At 10 halted
under the shade of a tree, near the walls of Wawa, until the escort
came up, which they did in a short time afterwards, when I proceeded
with them into the town, to the gate of the governor’s house, where
I halted under a large spreading tree for upwards of an hour. I then
desired Yarro’s messengers to tell the governor that if I was kept
longer waiting outside I should return to Kiama; that I was the king
of England’s messenger, and would not be kept outside of any door
in this way. They went in and told the governor, who sent out to say
he was dressing to receive me, and would be out immediately. In a
few minutes a number of men came out of the house, and sat down in
two rows outside the door; then a high stool was brought out, and
placed in the entrance; after which the great man came slowly out of
the gate, with a long staff in his hand, and seated himself on the
stool. He sent for me. Until then I had not dismounted. I went up
and shook hands with him: he kept his hand wrapped up in the sleeve
of his tobe, for fear the touch of a white kaffir should kill him. I
told him at once who I was, and what I wanted. He said, every thing
I wished should be done, and as I must be fatigued with my journey,
I should see him again to-morrow. I was shown to a very good house,
but found it excessively hot: the thermometer in the shade was 105°
of Fahrenheit, which is higher than it has been since I have been in
Africa this time. In the afternoon, the governor sent me a present
of a goat, yams, honey, and eggs, and the same from his head man.
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