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BANGOR O. 
grera ; and our number was now between five and six hun- 
dred persons, all laden, and all going to Sansanding and 
Yamina, besides nearly eighty asses. At ten in the morning 
we halted at Bangoro, a small walled town, containing about 
three or four thousand inhabitants. On entering the town, 
four officers of the customs met us, and, stopping the caravan, 
they took from each Man dingo a hat, or some other article, 
by way of security for the duties they had to collect. They 
were armed with sabres, which they held naked in their 
hands, but made no use of them. Several negroes of the 
village came to their assistance, for they had plent}^ to do with 
such a numerous caravan. A discussion arose between the 
officers and the merchants, the latter not liking to be de- 
prived of their hats ; but at length the matter was arranged, 
and we entered the town. As soon as we were installed 
in our abodes, the officers came to receive their dues, 
which were paid in colats. A little market was imme- 
diately opened under an enormous bombax. As I was going 
about, offering glass beads for sale, 1 was met by a sa- 
racolet from Tangrera, who, addressing me in the Man- 
dingo language, requested me to follow him. He led the 
way to a hut, in front of which several of his comrades 
were sitting, some of whom spoke a little Arabic. He 
informed me that the Moor Mahomet, whom I had seen 
at Tangrera, sent his compliments to me, together with 
a hundred cowries, of which he begged my acceptance, 
wishing me a prosperous journey. The saracolet then pre- 
sented his hand to me, saying Bismilahi ; I understood by 
this, that he wished me to sa}^ a prayer, and 1 moved 
my lips for a moment, then with a serious air I blew upon 
his hand, which he drew across his face. He immediately 
counted me down a hundred cowries, adding to them twenty 
of his own, which were equivalent to a hundred of our 
country. After expressing my gratitude for this generous 
conduct, I took leave of the Moor, and hastened to com- 
