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sandy. After we had rested at Kikimany, we would have 
pursued our route, but the heat compelled us to stop at a foula- 
konda, situated in the midst of so fertile a country, that the 
maize arrives at maturity in the space of two months. Our 
guides were here greatly surprised and shocked on seeing the 
Mansa or chief of Kadé, holding his broom, the mark of 
authority in his hand, enter a hut and drink brandy, in spite 
of Mahomet, to whose laws Almamy of Timbo has obliged 
these people to conform. Before night we entered Kadé, a 
large Mandingo village, where the Pagans live separately 
from the Mahometans ; our fellow-traveller, named Samba, 
became our host ; it would be difficult to describe the atten- 
tions which this man paid me, he had several times had 
opportunities of seeing Europeans in their factories along the 
coast, and was acquainted with their customs. Fearing that 
the smoke from the fire which they kindle in their houses to 
give light, might incommode me, he made me a candle with 
wax. We were a long time before we could go to sleep, 
because the hut was fall of Negroes, who talked incessantly. 
Some, who were Pagans, amused themselves at the expence of 
the Mahometans, who were impatiently awaiting the appear- 
ance of the moon of the Ramadan. " Ah ! there is the moon !" 
cried some of the former, while others, on the contrary, 
gravely declared that it had already appeared, and that the 
Mahometans had, by feigning ignorance of this circumstance, 
contrived to abridge the duration of their Lent. The appear- 
