A cow (fat) ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- 15,000 An ass ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- 17,000 A sheep ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- 3 to 5,000 A fowl ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- 250 to 300 As much _excellent fat beef_ as will be sufficient for seven men one day ---- ---- ---- ---- 620 As much _good beer_ as the same number can drink in one day ---- ---- ---- ---- ---- 300 October 16th.--Modibinne and Jower arrived, and told me that they had brought a canoe from Mansong. I went to see it, and objected to one half of it, which was quite rotten. They sent up to Sego for another half; but when it arrived, it would not fit the one already sent. I was therefore forced to send Isaaco again to Sego; and as Mansong had requested me by Modibinne to sell him any spare arms I might have, I sent two blunderbusses, two fowling pieces, two pair of pistols, and five unserviceable muskets; requesting in return that Mansong would either send a proper canoe, or permit me to purchase one that I might proceed on my journey. Isaaco returned on the 20th with a large canoe; but half of it was very much decayed and patched, I therefore set about joining the best half to the half formerly sent; and with the assistance of Abraham Bolton (private) took out all the rotten pieces; and repaired all the holes, and sewed places; and with eighteen days _hard labour, changed the_ Bambarra canoe into _His Majesty's schooner Joliba_; the length forty feet, breadth six feet; being flat bottomed, draws only one foot water when loaded. October 28th.--At a quarter past five o'clock in the morning my dear friend Mr. Alexander Anderson died after a sickness of four months. I feel much inclined to speak of his merits; but as his worth was known only to a few friends, I will rather cherish his memory in silence, and imitate his cool and steady conduct, than weary my friends with a panegyric in which they cannot be supposed to join. I shall only observe that no event which took place during the journey, ever threw the smallest gloom over my mind, till I laid Mr. Anderson in the grave. I then felt myself, as if left a second time lonely and friendless amidst the wilds of Africa. November 14th.--The schooner is now nearly ready for our departure; I only wait for Isaaco's return from Sego, that I may give him this paper in charge. November 15th.--Isaaco returned; and told us that Mansong was anxious that I should depart as soon as possible, before the Moors to the East had intimation of my coming. Bought bullock hides to form an awning to secure us from the spears and arrows of the _Surka_ or _Soorka_ and _Mahinga_ who inhabit the North bank of the river betwixt Jinnie and Tombuctoo. November 16.--All ready and we sail to-morrow morning, or evening. I will therefore conclude this long epistle with some miscellaneous information. _Variation_ of the compass. West of the Faleme river ---- ---- 14 11 West.