Travels in the Interior of Africa — Volume 02Park, Mungo
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Travels in the Interior of Africa — Volume 02
Park, Mungo
Africa -- Discovery and exploration; Niger River
I departed accordingly on the next morning, the 28th, and stopped at some
small villages for refreshment. I was presented at one of them with a
dish which I had never before seen. It was composed of the blossoms or
_antheræ_ of the maize, stewed in milk and water. It is eaten only in
time of great scarcity. On the 30th, about noon, I arrived at Wonda, a
small town with a mosque, and surrounded by a high wall. The mansa, who
was a Mohammedan, acted in two capacities—as chief magistrate of the
town, and schoolmaster to the children. He kept his school in an open
shed, where I was desired to take up my lodging until some account should
arrive from Sibidooloo concerning my horse and clothes; for though the
horse was of little use to me, yet the few clothes were essential, The
little raiment upon me could neither protect me from the sun by day, nor
the dews and mosquitoes by night: indeed, my shirt was not only worn thin
like a piece of muslin, but withal so very dirty that I was happy to
embrace an opportunity of washing it, which having done, and spread it
upon a bush, I sat down naked in the shade until it was dry.
Ever since the commencement of the rainy season my health had been
greatly on the decline. I had often been affected with slight paroxysms
of fever; and from the time of leaving Bammakoo the symptoms had
considerably increased. As I was sitting in the manner described, the
fever returned with such violence that it very much alarmed me; the more
so as I had no medicine to stop its progress, nor any hope of obtaining
that care and attention which my situation required.
I remained at Wonda nine days, during which time I experienced the
regular return of the fever every day. And though I endeavoured as much
as possible to conceal my distress from my landlord, and frequently lay
down the whole day out of his sight, in a field of corn—conscious how
burdensome I was to him and his family in a time of such great
scarcity—yet I found that he was apprised of my situation; and one
morning, as I feigned to be asleep by the fire, he observed to his wife
that they were likely to find me a very troublesome and chargeable guest;
for that, in my present sickly state, they should be obliged, for the
sake of their good name, to maintain me until I recovered or died.
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