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high. We were still destitute of yams, rice, &c. 

 and with the view of seeing the village, in the 

 afternoon Mr. Allen, Mr. Dean, and myself went 

 ashore. A footpath from the water-side led us 

 towrads the village of Obohbe. 



On our way we saw a number of girls occu- 

 pied in grinding Dower corn, — or rather bruising 

 it to a powder between two stones, or slabs of 

 dried clay. The natives appeared very shy of 

 us, and evinced great timidity. We proceeded 

 a short distance along the pathway leading to 

 Domah, but quickly returned and followed that 

 leading to the town of Dagboh. To one whom 

 we met I presented my hand, but he shrunk from 

 it with horror. 



On entering the town, I was much surprised 

 to find it of considerable size. The huts were 

 constructed of mud, in the shape of a cone, and, 

 instead of people, they appeared to be well 

 stocked with sheep, goats, and abundance of 

 poultry ; indeed these were the only occupants, 

 for the inhabitants, men, women and children, 

 had all fled in dismay at our approach. We only 

 saw two of the natives in the town, and these 

 were armed with bows, arrows, and knives, and 

 wore the skins of the deer and monkey tied 



