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We were so far encouraged as seriously to contemplate 
establishing a permanent mission in Coomassie, and I 
looked forward in the event of our gaining our liberty, to 
joining David Asanti in this work. I soon found an 
opportunity of stating my wishes to the king. He had 
seemed so well disposed towards us in all his dealings 
with Afirifa, that I placed before him the question of our 
committee on the subject. 
He replied, "That is just what I want, missionaries 
ought to be here, and I will send my own sons to the 
school." On my continuing — that I had now lived among 
them for three years, loved them, hated no one, and was 
prepared to return if my elders would send me, — " Yes," 
he replied, " now you speak sweet words, but when you 
are once at the Coast you will forget everything." 
I immediately approached nearer and answered, " I am 
a missionary and do not tell lies. To return is my firm 
determination. If my elders will not send me, I must 
refrain. If they send me I will come mth joy." To which 
he again replied, "Very good, if you come or your brother, 
I mil confide to you my son to train, and will visit your 
mission-house from time to time." Several of the chiefs 
joined in at this, saying, "We too will send our sons to 
school." Still the day of our release remained undecided. 
The Yam festival that year was less numerously 
attended than usual, but the Sunday was spoiled, and we 
were obliged to omit street preaching. The human 
sacrifice on this occasion was a Fetish priest, whose 
severed head the wretched old Odumfo exhibited before 
lis. The king danced with a small silk handkerchief in 
his hand instead of his sword and gun, a change which 
we understood to signify his peaceful intentions. Much 
drinking followed, but he was not intoxicated as usual, 
and parted from us with a warm pressure of the hand. 
The first day of sprinkling and purification fell on 
