Travels in Western Africa in 1845 & 1846, Volume 1 (of 2): comprising a journey from Whydah through the Kingdom of Dahomey to Adofoodia in the interiorDuncan, John
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Travels in Western Africa in 1845 & 1846, Volume 1 (of 2): comprising a journey from Whydah through the Kingdom of Dahomey to Adofoodia in the interior
Duncan, John
Africa, West -- Description and travel; Benin -- Description and travel
I here observed also a tree bearing a singular fruit, the name of which
has escaped my recollection. It is larger than, and much resembles an
orange, but has merely a very thin skin, with pores like the orange,
inside of which is a shell as hard as that of the cocoa-nut. This
shell is about the thickness of a half-crown, and the kernel (which
completely fills the shell) is a little thicker in consistence than
butter, and of an acrid taste. This fruit is very valuable in making
soap, and this soap is considered far superior to any other in this
country. A fruit of the same species, but about one-third of the size,
is also found in the neighbourhood, which is cleared of the kernel and
converted into snuff-boxes. This kroom is named Sava.
After remaining here about an hour we again embarked, and crossed the
upper end of the lake to a very large market, bearing N. 15° W. from
the last-named place, and distant three miles and a half. Here we were
met by several hundreds of persons, attracted by the novel appearance
of the canoe, which was covered in with painted canvass, over a
frame-work forming a house, with the exception of a space at each end
for the canoemen, who navigate the canoe with long poles in the lagoon
and lake. Hundreds came into the water as high as their middle to
get alongside, no doubt induced by other motives than curiosity. My
people used every effort, particularly my two volunteers, to keep the
people back at a proper distance from the canoe. Besides the oppressive
heat, increased by the crowd, the very disagreeable odour from their
dirty skin is extremely offensive to those whose nasal organs are not
properly seasoned to it. But as soon as I pushed the _jalousies_ aside,
and thrust my head through the aperture, a speedy and confused retreat
was the result. Many were pushed down in the water and trod upon; but
they soon returned, after being assured that I was quite harmless, and
could not eat black man. No one of the party had ever before beheld
a white man; but it would appear they had always heard, through such
of their friends as had ever been on the coast, that white men always
choose black men for food in preference to any other. All captains of
slavers tell this to the slaves, besides many other absurdities.
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