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wife. At night-fall he paid me a visit at my hut, and made 
me a present of a very large yam. 
With the exception of the good old chief at Time, who 
was, indeed, of the Bambara nation, no inhabitants of that 
village ever paid me so much civility, during the time 1 stayed 
there. 
In the village of Kimba J saw several men, assembled 
under a tree, playing at various games, which I had seen 
played by the negroes of the Senegal. Small holes made in 
the sand served for a chess-board, and bits of wood, five inches 
long, for the men. In this village I saw, for the first time 
since I left Fouta-Dhialon, the women sitting with the men, 
and mixing in their conversation, while employed in spinning ^ 
cotton. The Mandingo women do not enjoy this privilege. 
Baba's brother prepared us an excellent supper of rice, and 
sauce made of pistachio-nuts, with some salt to render it 
more palatable. 
On the 10th of January, about nine in the morning, the 
caravan prepared to depart. The women, with heavy loads 
of colats on their heads, took the lead, followed by the men, 
similarly laden. They all had a bell hung at their breasts ; some 
had as many as a dozen attached to different parts of their 
dress. These appendages produce a deafening jingle, which 
highly pleases the negroes. They were all armed with bows 
and arrows, and marched in a file like a procession. The 
chiefs and the proprietors of merchandise leading the asses^, 
closed the rear. 
On leaving the village, Baba quitted us : he did not 
appear much affected at our separation ; however, he recom- 
mended me to his brother, to whom I promised to make a 
handsome present on arriving at Jenne, and I placed my 
baggage on his ass. The negroes give several names to this 
city : they call it Dhienne, and often Dhiende. 
We advanced to the S. E., crossing several large rivulets, 
which delayed us some time, for the asses threw their loads 
