Travels Of Richard And John Lander Into The Interior Of Africa For The Discovery Of The Course And Termination Of The Niger By Robert Huish
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His Brawny
Shoulders Supported Him, Without Any Apparent Fatigue On His Part,
And He Carried Him Through Bog And Water, And Even Branches Of Tress,
No Bigger Than A Man's Leg, Rendered Slippery With Mud, In Safety To
The Opposite Side.
Although he walked as fast and with as much ease
as his companions, he did not set him down for twenty minutes; the
swamp being, as nearly as they could guess, a full quarter of a mile
in length.
They then walked to a small village called Basha, whence,
without stopping, they continued their journey, and about four in the
afternoon, passed through another village somewhat larger than the
former, which is called Soato. Here they found themselves so much
exhausted with over fatigue and want of food, that they were
compelled to sit down and rest awhile. The people, however, were a
very uncourteous and clownish race, and teazed them so much with
their rudeness and begging propensities, that they were glad to
prosecute their journey to save themselves from any further
importunities.
Having passed two other swamps, in the same manner as they had done
before, they were completely tired, and could go no further, for they
had been walking during the whole of the day in an intricate
miserable path, sometimes exposed to the sun, and sometimes threading
their way through a tangled wood. Some of the people were sent to the
next town, to fetch the horses promised by Adooley, during the
absence of whom, the two Landers reposed themselves under a grove of
trees, which was in the neighbourhood of a body of stagnant water, in
which women were bathing, who cast long side glances at the two white
men, who were observing all their motions. It was a low, marshy, and
unwholesome spot; and although a village was not many miles ahead,
yet they were unable to walk to it. Under these circumstances, they
had no other alternative than to rest there for the night, and they
had made fires of dried wood and fallen leaves, and had prepared to
repose for the night under a canopy of trees, and were in fact
actually stretched at full length on the turf for that purpose, when
they were agreeably surprised by the arrival of four of their men
from the village with hammocks, for although sleeping in the open
air, with Heaven for their canopy, in a dark wood, may be all very
romantic and pretty in description, yet in reality nothing could be
more disagreeable, for the crawling of ants, black worms, &c., over
their faces was sufficient to dispel every delightful fancy, which
might have been engendered in the brain. These hammocks were highly
acceptable, and they were lifted into them with very grateful
feelings. It was also exceedingly pleasant, after a long day's
journey on foot, to be carried along so easily, and to see the
parrots and other birds, with a number of grinning, chattering
monkeys, capering from the lofty branches of the trees, and making
the woods resound with their hideous screams.
After a charming journey of eight or ten miles, they entered the
large and populous town of Bidjie, where the Landers first crossed
Clapperton's route, and where Captain Pearse and Dr. Morrison fell
sick on the last expedition. About a quarter of a mile from the town
they were met by a fellow with a cow's horn, who, chiming in with a
trumpeter, who had accompanied them from Wow, produced a harmony
surpassing all that they had as yet heard. Two men followed the
Bidjie musician with umbrellas of variegated silk, and, thus honoured
and escorted, they were set down, amidst a crowd of people, in the
centre of the town. As usual, the natives testified the wild delight
they felt at the visit of the white men, by clapping of hands and
loud shouts of laughter. In a short time, the noise of three or four
drums was heard, which was an announcement that the chief was
prepared to receive them, on which the multitude quitted them
simultaneously, and rushed to the spot where he was sitting, and to
which, they were also desired to proceed. The chief shook hands with
them in great good humour; and they remarked with pleasure, or they
fancied they did, that not only his laugh, but that of the people,
was a more social and civilized kind of sound, than what of late they
had been accustomed to hear. Nevertheless, when John Lander shook
hands with the chief's son, which act was not very diverting in
itself, the bystanders set up so general a roar of laughter, that the
town rang with the noise; and when Lander ventured further to place
his hand on his head, they were yet more amazingly pleased, and
actually "shrieked like mandrakes torn out of the earth."
As soon as the ceremony of introduction was over, and the admiration
of the people was confined within rational bounds, they wished the
chief a pleasant night's rest, and were conducted into a comfortable
airy hut, which had a verandah in front. The chief shortly afterwards
sent them a goat for supper.
They were now in momentary expectation of hearing some account of
their horses from Badagry, and indeed they waited the whole of the
day at Bidjie for that purpose, and in order that the men with the
luggage might have time to overtake them, for they had been hindered
by the swamps and quagmires, which they themselves found so much
difficulty in crossing. Just about sun-set, however, two fellows
arrived from Badagry with the mortifying intelligence, that their
horses would not remain on the water in canoes, but having upset one
of them, and kicked out the bottom of another, had swam ashore and
been led back to Badagry. They were fully convinced that this story
was made up for the occasion, and thus by the bad faith of Adooley
they were deprived of their horses.
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