On arriving at Joag, the frontier town of the kingdom of Kajaaga, our
traveller (who had taken up his residence at the house of the dooty, or
chief man of the town, a rigid but hospitable Mohammedan) was favoured
with an opportunity of observing the genuine character of the negro.
“The same evening,” says he, “Madiboo, the bushreen who had accompanied
me from Pisania, went to pay a visit to his father and mother, who
dwelt at a neighbouring town called Dramanet. He was joined by my other
attendant the blacksmith; and as soon as it was dark, I was invited
to see the sports of the inhabitants, it being their custom on the
arrival of strangers to welcome them by diversions of different kinds.
I found a great crowd surrounding a party who were dancing by the light
of some large fires to the music of four drums, which were beat with
great exactness and uniformity. The dances, however, consisted more in
wanton gestures than in muscular exertion or graceful attitudes. The
ladies vied with each other in displaying the most voluptuous movements
imaginable.”
At Joag, while preparing to advance on his journey, he was suddenly
honoured with a visit from the king’s son, accompanied by a troop
of horse, who, pretending that by entering his father’s dominions
he had forfeited the whole of his property, insisted upon examining
his merchandise, of which he seized upon the moiety. Of the remnant
that remained, particularly a little amber and a few beads, which
he had succeeded in concealing, he was now so fearful of producing
any portion, even for the purchase of food, lest he should once more
awaken the cupidity of the authorities, that both he and his attendants
determined on combating hunger for the day, “and wait some opportunity
of purchasing or begging provisions.” In this extremity, while he
was sitting down chewing straws, a female slave, who observed him
in passing by, was moved with compassion, and presented him with a
quantity of ground-nuts, which was a very seasonable supply. Scarcely
had the old woman left him, before he received information that the
nephew of the King of Kasson, who had been sent by his uncle on an
embassy to the King of Kajaaga, and was now returning to his own
country, was about to pay him a visit. He came accordingly, and upon
Park’s representing to him his situation and distresses, kindly offered
to be his guide and protector as far as Kasson. With him, therefore,
our traveller now continued his route to the banks of the Senegal,
upon crossing which, his royal guide, who, like other guides, required
a present for his services, informed him they were in his uncle’s
dominions, and in complete safety.
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