Travels in the Interior of Africa — Volume 01Park, Mungo
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Travels in the Interior of Africa — Volume 01
Park, Mungo
Africa -- Discovery and exploration; Niger River
This wandering and restless way of life, while it inures them to
hardships, strengthens at the same time the bonds of their little
society, and creates in them an aversion towards strangers which is
almost insurmountable. Cut off from all intercourse with civilised
nations, and boasting an advantage over the negroes, by possessing,
though in a very limited degree, the knowledge of letters, they are at
once the vainest and proudest, and perhaps the most bigoted, ferocious,
and intolerant of all the nations on the earth—combining in their
character the blind superstition of the negro with the savage cruelty and
treachery of the Arab.
CHAPTER XIII.
ESCAPE FROM CAPTIVITY.
HAVING, as hath been related, obtained permission to accompany Ali to
Jarra, I took leave of Queen Fatima, who, with much grace and civility,
returned me part of my apparel; and the evening before my departure, my
horse, with the saddle and bridle, were sent me by Ali’s order.
Early on the morning of the 26th of May I departed from the camp of
Bubaker, accompanied by my two attendants, Johnson and Demba, and a
number of Moors on horseback, Ali, with about fifty horsemen, having gone
privately from the camp during the night. We stopped about noon at
Farani, and were there joined by twelve Moors riding upon camels, and
with them we proceeded to a watering-place in the woods, where we
overtook Ali and his fifty horsemen. They were lodged in some low
shepherd’s tents near the wells.
_May_ 28.—Early in the morning the Moors saddled their horses, and Ali’s
chief slave ordered me to get in readiness. In a little time the same
messenger returned, and, taking my boy by the shoulder, told him in the
Mandingo language, that “Ali was to be his master in future;” and then
turning to me, “The business is settled at last,” said he; “the boy, and
everything but your horse, goes back to Bubaker, but you may take the old
fool” (meaning Johnson the interpreter) “with you to Jarra.” I made him
no answer; but being shocked beyond description at the idea of losing the
poor boy, I hastened to Ali, who was at breakfast before his tent,
surrounded by many of his courtiers. I told him (perhaps in rather too
passionate a strain), that whatever imprudence I had been guilty of in
coming into his country, I thought I had already been sufficiently
punished for it by being so long detained, and then plundered of all my
little property; which, however, gave me no uneasiness when compared with
what he had just now done to me. I observed that the boy whom he had now
seized upon was not a slave, and had been accused of no offence; he was,
indeed, one of my attendants, and his faithful services in that station
had procured him his freedom. His fidelity and attachment had made him
follow me into my present situation, and, as he looked up to me for
protection I could not see him deprived of his liberty without
remonstrating against such an act as the height of cruelty and injustice.
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