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trherewith to perform our ablutions before prayer, I ex- 
pected that the khig would provide for our support, but he 
left us the whole day without food, presuming that my guide 
would take care of us ; the guide sent us a breakfast of 
boiled yams, and sauce without salt. After this frugal 
repast, which we ate with considerable appetite, as it was 
then late in the day, 1 sent to my guide for the goods of 
mine which he had brought the night before ; to reward him 
for the attention which he had paid me on the journej-, 1 
made him a small present of cloth, a pair of scissors^ and 
some paper^ with which he was delighted and thanked me 
heartily. He had been kind enough to pay all my expenses 
on the way, and never asked for any compensation. In the 
course of the day I was visited by many Mandingoes, who 
live at Sambatikila 5 one of them gave me some milk, which 
is not quite so plentiful here as in Wassoulo. It rained all 
the afternoon ; I went, nevertheless, to the mosque to show 
the inhabitants that I was a zealous Musulman. At night- 
fall my guide sent us a small supper of rice, with which we 
contented ourselves, because we could get nothing else. 
On the 28th of July, the almamy, recollecting, I sup- 
pose, that it was his duty to feed the strangers, sent us a 
dish of rice without salt, with a sauce of zamhala/^ and 
a supper of yams with a similar sauce. 
On the 29th of July^ we had nothing to eat the whole 
of the day 5 I bethought myself of calling upon the almamy, 
who seemed to have forgotten that he had strangers at his 
dwelling, or thought that they were accustomed to fasting. 
He did not hurry himself however, for it was six o'clock in 
the evening when he sent us some yams, boiled and pounded, 
with a little bad sauce ; and we were unluckily obliged to 
* Zambala is the seed of the nede, boiled and dried ; it is pounded 
for sauce. 
