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assured them that I was certainly a white man ; but he was 
convinced, from my appearance, that I was a very poor one. 
In the course of the day, several women, hearing that I was 
going to Sego, came and begged me to inquire of Mansong, 
the king, what was become of their children. One woman, in 
particular, told me that her son's name was Mamadee; that he 
was no Heathen, but prayed to God morning and evening, and 
had been taken from her about three years ago, by Mansong's 
army; since which she had never heard of him. She said, she 
often dreamed about him; and begged me, if I should see him, 
either in Bambarra, or in my own country, to tell him, that his 
mother and sister were still alive. In the afternoon, the Dootv 
examined the contents of the leather bag, in which I had packed 
up my clothes; but finding nothing that was worth taking, he 
returned it, and told me to depart in the morning; 
July 6th. It rained very much in the night, and at day- 
light I departed, in company with a Negro, who was going to 
a town called Dingyee for corn ; but we had not proceeded 
above a mile, before the ass upon which he rode kicked him off, 
and he returned, leaving me to prosecute the journey by myself. 
I reached Dingyee about noon ; but the Dooty and most of 
the inhabitants had gone into the fields to cultivate corn. An 
old Foulah, observing me wandering about the town, desired 
me to come to his hut, where I was well entertained ; and the 
Dooty, when he returned, sent me some victuals for myself, and 
corn for my horse. 
July 7th. In the morning, when I was about to depart, my 
landlord, with a great deal of diffidence, begged me to give him 
