Travels in Western Africa, in the years 1818, 19, 20, and 21, from the river Gambia, through Woolli, Bondoo, Galam, Kasson, Kaarta, and Foolidoo, to the river NigerGray, William, Major
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Travels in Western Africa, in the years 1818, 19, 20, and 21, from the river Gambia, through Woolli, Bondoo, Galam, Kasson, Kaarta, and Foolidoo, to the river Niger
Gray, William, Major
Sudan (Region) -- Description and travel
As we were about to move on the morning of the 26th, an armed party
of about forty men came running into our camp. They were met by our
guides, who conducted them to me, when their leader said they had
been sent by Almamy to ascertain the truth or falsehood of a report
which was in circulation of our having quarrelled with our guides,
and refused to follow the path appointed by him. We referred them
to Doka and Macca, who assured them the report was false. I did not
believe they were sent by Almamy, but I had strong reason to suppose
they were assembled by the guides with a view of deterring us from
following the path we were pursuing. I was the more certain of this
being the case from my having received information that they had
set on foot a false report of one of the princes having an army at
a short distance watching our movements. An account was brought us
in the afternoon by one of our own men (who had been at the village
and overheard some conversation), that it was the intention of the
men in this posse, headed by our guides, to attack us during the
night. Improbable as it appeared, I placed triple centinels, and
kept on foot myself the whole night, which we passed very quietly,
and, at half after six the following morning, moved forward to the
north. We had not proceeded, however, above three miles, when a
tornado came on so rapidly and violently from the ESE. that we had
scarcely time to secure the baggage by covering it with green leafy
boughs of trees. It continued raining nearly an hour and a half,
when, having cleared a little, we resumed our march to the west of
north for two hours; this brought us to a small miserable village
called Gari-Eli, where we halted for the night. Dohonoe was so ill
when we moved in the morning that he was unable to sit upright. I
was therefore obliged to leave him in care of the chief of Gwina,
with means of subsistence, and directions, in case of recovery,
to send him to Baquelle.
We had not been long at our bivouac, when another nephew of
Almamy’s, named Amady Samba, made his appearance, and said he was
sent by his uncle to enforce compliance with his orders respecting the
path, but to which I only answered that I would not pursue any path
but that I was then following. On this he went off apparently much
displeased, for which I cared the less—as I was determined not to
listen to the tales of those soi-disant messengers, who haunted our
march, merely in hopes of exacting something from us, or plundering
(if occasion presented itself) from our baggage.
We left Gari-Eli at half after six on the morning of the 28th, and
travelled ten miles north by east, over an extremely close country
to Bokey Guiley, a small village. There we halted for the night,
and had considerable difficulty in obtaining a supply of muddy water,
the only quality which the place afforded.
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