222 CAPTAIN TUCKEY’S NARRATIVE. 
bunches of beads. ‘Terrible march ; worse to us than the 
retreal from Moscow. 
Arrived at Cooloo at five P. M. Hospitality of these peo- 
ple. Got a goat from the Chenoo, fowls and eggs ; all ran 
cheerfully to assist us ; brought us grass for cur beds ; water ; 
wood for our fire. 
At dark Dawson arrived; Inga men left him on the re- 
turn of the people. Butler did not comein. Passed a good 
night ; it rained hard, but the tent kept it out. 
Sept. 15. At day-light sent two men to wait for Butler. 
Dr. Smith very ill ; Dawson better. 
Having arranged every thing for the men, I set off at eight, 
’ A.M. leaving Mr. Hawkey to bring up the sick. Reached 
the river at eleven. ‘Thank God for his great mercies in 
bringing me on thus far! 
Found no canoes; waited till two o’clock, when I learnt 
that the Chenoo of Bibbi, in whose district the landing place 
is, had forbidden his people to furnish any more canoes ; 
according to some, on account of the commanding officer 
on board the Congo having ill treated one of the canoe men, 
who went down with the sick ; while others said it was be- 
cause he was not paid his customs for using his landing place ; 
and I was told I must send my interpreter to him with a 
present before any canoes would be given. As I knew this 
