M ANEGNAN. 
On the 25th of July, in the morning, the Foulah to 
whom we had given a piece of kid, sent us a plentiful 
breakfast of rice, besides a fowl and some milk ; after making 
our meal we took leave of our host ; my guide made him a 
present of a few strings of beads, and two little bits of scar- 
let cloth an inch and a half square. It was eight o'clock 
when we set off. We directed our course to the S. S. E. 
and travelled twelve miles in that direction without stopping ; 
the country is generally open, but abounding in nedes and 
ces ; the soil full of small gravel, and, in many places, of 
volcanic stones. We crossed several streams with well 
wooded banks, near which were neat cottages of the Bam- 
baras, who were peacefully cultivating their little fields of 
yams ; the country is not so well peopled as that of Was- 
soulo. We halted towards two o'clock, at Manegnan, a 
village inhabited by Bambaras ; it contains about eight or 
nine hundred inhabitants ; the natives call this part of the 
country Foulou, and like the Wassoulos they speak the 
Mandingo language ; I did not perceive that they had any 
particular dialect. They are idolaters, or rather, they are 
without any religion ; their food and clothes are like those 
of the inhabitants of Wassoulo ; and they are equally dirty. 
At the entrance of the village I passed the hanankoro^ 
where all who are disengaged meet together to smoke their 
pipes and converse; I saw a number of old men there. 
The banankoro is a large hut, covered with straw, and open 
all round; the roof is supported upon stakes driven in a 
circle, and at equal distances. Round logs of wood are 
placed on the ground near one another, to serve as seats ; 
these logs are so ancient, that they have become highly 
polished by use. 
On reaching our lodging, I was visited by many of the 
old men, who had seen me pass when they were assembled ; 
some of them gave me colats and a fowl for supper ; these 
negroes seemed to me as gentle aud humane as the Foulahs 
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