U MISSIONARY LIFE IN ASEANTEE. 
CHAPTER IX. 
THE LITTLE ONE GOES HOME IN TOTORASE. 
Early on the 28tli of July we continued our journey in a 
south-westerly direction. We passed through a fine 
timber forest, and after three hours march, reached the 
village of Amantra, whose chief received us kindly, and 
was touched by our request for eggs for our sinking 
child. 
As we rested in the open square, we were visited by 
the whole population, and upon our gratefully accepting 
a red pisang, the people ran to their homes to fetch us 
corn, bananas, bread, and even a small piece of bacon, * 
which, though no larger than a walnut, we carefully 
divided. Our old savage would not let us stay here, seem- 
ing to grudge us the friendly offerings of the people, so 
we were driven on till we reached a group of huts, where 
plenty of palm wine could be procured, which was always 
an attraction to Ageana. 
I begged to be permitted to go back for a promised 
supply of eggs, urging the responsibility that rested upon 
him, of sacrificing our babe's life for want of suitable 
food. This rendered him furious ; he rushed about like a 
wild beast, and at last seized a chain and secured me with 
it, while my poor wife sat by weeping. Brother K. 
* I may here remark that pork cannot be recommended as safe eating 
in Ashantee, seeing that pigs are permitted to wander about and search 
for their own food, which (in Coomassie), very frequently consists of 
slaughtered human flesh ! 
