Travels through Central Africa to Timbuctoo; and across the Great Desert, to Morocco, performed in the years 1824-1828, Vol. 1 (of 2)Caillié, René
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Travels through Central Africa to Timbuctoo; and across the Great Desert, to Morocco, performed in the years 1824-1828, Vol. 1 (of 2)
Caillié, René
Sahara -- Description and travel; Sudan (Region) -- Description and travel
On the 10th, I went, accompanied by Lamfia and some old men, to
wait upon the chief, whom the Mandingoes of this part of Africa call
Dougou-tigui. He had already been informed of my arrival. He received
me kindly, and made me sit down on a bullock’s hide. I solicited his
permission to pass through his country on my way to Jenné, and he
replied that he would order me to be conducted thither on the first
occasion. I allowed Lamfia to speak for me, for I could only express
myself very imperfectly in the language of the country, and he related
very circumstantially the stories I had circulated respecting the way
in which I had been taken by the christians. The old chief, whose name
was Mamadi-Sanici, was the father of the Mandingo who had so kindly
helped me out of my scrape with the Bondouké at Sancougnan. After
taking leave of the chief we returned home. My guide had ordered a
bull’s hide to be laid down in my hut. This served for my bed, and,
besides a jar containing foigné, it was the only furniture in the
place. When any suspicious persons in the village asserted that I was
a christian, and that I was not at all like a Moor, Lamfia warmly took
my part, and became very angry with those who sought to injure me. He
was particularly kind to me. We ate our meals together, and twice a
day we were served with a good mess of rice, with a sauce composed
of pistachio-nuts, and a good quantity of onions, which thrive well
here. Every evening Lamfia ordered a fire to be lighted in my hut, a
custom which is very general throughout all the country. The negroes,
indeed, burn fires at all seasons of the year, and keep them up the
whole night. On the day of my arrival I made my guide a present, as a
reward for his attention to me on my journey. This present consisted
of a yard of blue Guinea cloth, which he had expressed a wish to
have, three yards of printed calico, and six sheets of paper. He
seemed much pleased, thanked me gratefully, and promised to conduct
me to the Wassoulo, where I subsequently learned that he had to go
on business of his own. He passed part of the day with me in my hut,
because he said he did not wish to leave me alone with the strangers
who came to see me. He employed himself in sewing together pieces of
cloth of the country.
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