232 TRAVELS IN THE 
Bambarra tongue, and found that I was going the same way 
as himself, he promised to assist me in crossing the river ; the 
name of which he told me was Frina. He then went a little 
way along the bank, and called to some person, who answered 
from the other side. In a short time, a canoe with two boys, 
came paddling from among the reeds : these boys agreed for 
fifty Kowries, to transport me and my horse over the river, 
which was effected without much difficulty ; and I arrived in 
the evening at Taffara, a walled town ; and soon discovered that 
the language of the natives was improved, from the corrupted 
dialect of Bambarra, to the pure Mandingo, 
