164 A JOURNEY UP THE RIVER CONGO. 
jingling of brass rods decided all hesitation .as to our 
reception, and the hostile natives beat a swift and 
ignominious retreat, followed by the taunts of the friendly 
ones. We landed at dusk; and were met with a clamour 
of greetings that was perfectly deafening. Fowls and 
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egos were brought for sale, and, though rather dear, I 
bought them to strengthen our mutual friendship, for 
there is nothing like commerce to inspire confidence and 
lull suspicion. When I gave one man a handful of salt, 
which they call “ Mpongwe,” his yells of delight were 
