138 CAPTAIN TUCKEY’S NARRATIVE. 
On our return we were conducted by a slave merchant 
of Simmons’ acquaintance, by a road at first much more 
pleasant than that we had come, being along the summits 
of hills which are highly fertile, and in great part cultivated, 
but in the most careless manner. The vegetables we saw 
were manioc, Indian corn, a species of shrubby holcus, 
French beans, cabbages or greens, ground nuts in great 
quantity, and bird pepper. The fruit consisted of limes, 
papaws, and plantains, all at present immature. 
Our conductor led us to his town (for every man of pro- 
perty calls his residence his town), where we were agree- 
ably surprised to find a repast prepared, consisting of a 
stewed fowl, a dish of stewed beans, and cassava bread 
named Coanga. The stews were however so highly pep- 
pered that our gentlemen, not accustomed to such warmth 
of seasoning, could scarcely swallow them; a bottle of 
spirits, in which some aniseed had been infused, was also 
set before us. The remains of our repast was served to the 
marines. ‘The water brought to us issued from a rock, its 
temperature 73° ; the barometer at the banza fell two inches 
lower than at the river side, which, according to Leslie’s 
scale, gives the elevation about 1300 feet. 
While at our repast, the back ground of the court in 
which we were, was filled with women and girls, separated 
