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 4th of August, the chief of the village came to see me, and
brought me some colat-nuts and yams for my supper. The caravan was
preparing to depart for Jenné, and my foot was not yet healed. The
rains were incessant. I had to pass through a country intersected with
rivers and large streams, which at this season overflow their banks,
and marshes flooded with water. All this would of course render the
journey dangerous and disagreeable. I reflected leisurely what plan I
should adopt. I thought that with my wounded foot, which was getting
worse and worse, I should incur the risk of being left on the road,
or perishing in the marshes; for the Bambaras, who are an idolatrous
people, would not willingly have allowed me to stay among them,
and would probably have robbed me of all I possessed. I therefore
determined to let the caravan depart without me, thinking it best to
pass the month of August at Timé, and even to remain there until
my recovery. I informed my host of my resolution, telling him that
I would make him a present of a beautiful piece of coloured cloth
and a pair of scissors, with which he appeared very well pleased. I
was informed that there was a market once a week in the village,
where I might purchase any provisions I wanted. The Bambaras of this
part of Africa, which must be traversed in proceeding to Jenné, are
poor and wretched. They do not trade beyond their own country. Not
having joined the standard of the Prophet, they cannot travel but
at the risk of being captured and made slaves. They are in general
indolent. Their soil, unlike that of the Foulahs of the Wassoulo, is
ill cultivated, and their villages are disgustingly dirty. Their food
is very bad; they eat all sorts of animals, dogs, cats, rats, mice,
serpents and lizards; nothing escapes their voracity. They cultivate
a little cotton, which they exchange with the Mandingoes for salt. I
observed weaving in some of their villages; but they make little cloth,
scarcely enough to clothe themselves, for they go almost naked. They
may have as many wives as their means enable them to support. They
have but few slaves, and are always armed with bows and arrows.
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