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weak things of the world to confound the things which 
are mighty." Nearly fifty people came on Sunday, and 
when I remembered how twenty-eight years before the 
Wesleyans had preached in these streets without encour- 
agement, I was cheered, and rejoiced that at least the 
people listened attentively. Meanwhile the sacrifices 
continued, it seemed as if things would never change, 
and our feelings were lacerated afresh at this time by the 
celebration of another of these heathen observances. A 
great brass basin in the middle of the market place 
represents the market Fetish, into which, after every 
campaign, a stone is thrown, thus enabling one to count 
by their number how many times Ashantee had been to 
war. On this occasion, a boy from Krepe, his whole body 
painted white, was led to the basin, and a stone was thrown 
in, whilst an orator informed the Fetish that in gratitude 
for his protection during the campaign a slave was herewith 
— not sacrificed, happily — but consecrated to him. From 
thenceforth this boy belonged to the Fetish, and waited 
upon him daily with food, freely supplied from the market. 
The clouds of the political horizon did not dissipate, for 
while Ashantee traders went in crowds to the coast, cross- 
ing the boundary as they chose, others wishing to make 
the same journey, were detained in Fomana, because this 
or that point was not cleared up. The king summoned 
prince Ansa, whose advice he greatly needed, but without 
bearers to meet him, the prince could not defray the 
expenses of the journey. At length the inevitable eftect 
of such proceedings occurred — the trade in powder and 
arms was stopped by the English government. 
A few days ago, the king rose in anger from his 
council, and withdrew raging to his room, calling for his 
Kete bund, * a sign that he was in one of his worst 
* For description of this music, we refer the reader to pp. 119 and 120. 
