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ordered the boy to assist him in pulling. At length, they 
brought up a large basket, about ten feet in diameter, contain- 
ing two fine fish, which the fisherman (after returning the 
basket into the water), immediately carried ashore, and hid in 
the grass. We then went a little farther down, and took up 
another basket, in which was one fish. The fisherman now 
left us, to carry his prizes to some neighbouring market ; and 
the woman and boy proceeded with me in the canoe, down the 
river. 
About four o'clock, we arrived at Moorzan, a fishing town 
on the northern bank ; from whence I was conveyed across the 
river to Silla, a large town ; where I remained until it was 
quite dark, under a tree, surrounded by hundreds of people. 
But their language was very different from the other parts of 
Bambarra ; and I was informed that in my progress eastward, 
the Bambarra tongue was but little understood, and that when 
I reached Jenne, I should find that the majority of the inha- 
bitants spoke a different language, called 'Jenne Kummo by the 
Negroes ; and Kalam Soudan, by the Moors. 
With a great deal of entreaty, the Dooty allowed me to 
come into his baloon, to avoid the rain ; but the place was 
very damp, and I had a smart paroxysm of fever, during 
the night. Worn down by sickness, exhausted with hunger 
and fatigue ; half naked, and without any article of value, 
by which I might procure provisions, clothes, or lodging ; I 
began to reflect seriously on my situation. I was now con- 
vinced, by painful experience, that the obstacles to my further 
progress were insurmountable. The tropical rains were already 
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