238 TRAVELS IN THE 
I carne to a small pathway, which led to a village called Froo- 
kaboo, where I slept. 
Aug. 23d. Early in the morning I set out for Bammakoo, at 
which place I arrived about five o'clock in the afternoon. I had 
heard Bammakoo much talked of as a great market for salt, 
and I felt rather disappointed to find it only a middling town, 
not quite so large as Marraboo : however, the smallness of its 
size, is more than compensated by the richness of its inha- 
bitants ; for when the Moors bring their salt through Kaarta 
or Bambarra, they constantly rest a few days at this place ; and 
the Negro merchants here, who are well acquainted with the 
value of salt in different kingdoms, frequently purchase by 
wholesale, and retail it to great advantage. Here I lodged at 
the house of a Sera-Woolli Negro, and was visited by a num- 
ber of Moors. They spoke very good Mandingo, and were 
more civil to me than their countrymen had been. One of them 
had travelled to Rio Grande, and spoke very highly of the Chris- 
tians. He sent me in the evening some boiled rice and milk. 
I now endeavoured to procure information concerning my route 
to the westward, from a slave merchant who had resided some 
years on the Gambia. He gave me some imperfect account of 
the distance, and enumerated the names of a great many places 
that lay in the way ; but withal told me, that the road was im- 
passable at this season of the year : he was even afraid, he said, 
that I should find great difficulty in proceeding any farther ; as 
the road crossed the Joliba at a town about half a day's journey 
to the westward of Bammakoo ; and there being no canoes at 
that place large enough to receive my horse, I could not pos- 
