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ing to the Fetish ; and the houses, whether scattered or in 
groups, were mostly surrounded by palm and banana 
gardens in picturesque variety ; sometimes they formed a 
street, intersected by lanes and by-ways. 
Retracing our steps on the following morning, we soon 
found the right path, and reached a large village, where 
some women pitying our suffering babe, supplied us with 
eggs. At the next place, which was surrounded by banana 
woods, the head man came forward to greet us, and as 
usual, gave us our quarters in four rooms surrounding a 
square court; Ageana of course chose the best. The 
name of this village was Totorase, and we stayed there 
ten days — days of deep grief they proved ! 
The next morning, July 31st, two slaves were de- 
spatched to Coomassie to announce our near approach 
(and as we subsequently heard), to tell the king of the 
critical state of our child. As long as he had played or 
seemed amused, they believed that we were hypocritically 
trying to obtain dainties for ourselves, but now when it 
was too late, they became impressed with the true state 
of the case, and all except Ageana endeavoured to supply 
him with better nourishment, and were even willing to 
petition the king for a milch cow. 
The young queen of Sokoree, who now visited us, 
richly adorned with gold and fetish cords, showed us a 
good deal of sympathy. She offered her hand to each, 
and afterwards kindly sent us some eggs, while the 
people supplied us with fruit ; but these comforts came 
too late to save our darling. His little wasted frame, 
sharp features, and sunken eyes, will long remain as pain- 
ful pictures in our memory, and often it seemed as if he 
were asking, " how long." 
Each morning after taking his egg, we carried him to 
the brook, and many a silent tear fell into the stream as 
we bathed him. Then we would sa,unter up and down 
