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perceived how deeply this separation pained me, and unable 
to express the grief which he himself felt, he placed my hand 
on his forehead. I ought further to say that I am indebted to 
this worthy man for a piece of advice which proved very 
useful to me, he told me to cover myself with my blanket, 
that I might be the less remarked ; I afterwards adopted this 
precaution, and found the benefit of it. 
At noon we halted at Mogo, at the hut of one of my 
fellow travellers. I received the same hospitality there, as I 
had found at Sedo, Our host was a JolofF, and I observed 
during my journey, that this nation has more cordiality and 
generosity than the Poulas ; among the latter there is neither 
the same kindness towards strangers, nor the same abundance 
as amongst the Joloffs. My host informed several of the 
inhabitants that he had a white man at his house : the greater 
part looked at me with pleasure, but one of them cried with 
horror: " I should not like to be alone with this man; his 
white face frightens me ; I should be afraid that he would 
kill me." This was not the first time that I had remarked 
the disagreeable impression which our colour, our features, 
in short the whole person of a white man, produces on the 
Negroes ; for a young girl, examining me one day, with 
attention, and feeling my hair, exclaimed, " his hair is like a 
horse's mane !" 
I waited with impatience for the moment of our depar- 
ture, so much was I beset by the curious. As soon as the 
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