IN WESTERN AFRICA. 
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unprotected town and steal tliem and deliver them 
to the slave-merchants. Going there I encounter- 
ed several severe gales and storms, and a few times 
was in danger of being lost at sea ; but the great- 
est danger I ever encountered was on account of 
a drunken captain. 
I was in a town in Africa, where it was told that 
a drunken head-man had a man beheaded for pick- 
ing up two or three of his palm-nuts and eating 
them ! The poor fellow had lost himself the morn- 
ing before, and wandered about most of the day and 
all night without anything to eat, and found his 
way home early in the morning. Passing by the 
head-man’s palm-nuts, he picked up and ate a 
couple, but was reported to the head-man, who 
ordered him killed outright, and it was done. This 
head-man had not yet sobered up Tully from his 
drunk the day before on American rum. 
Among the first things I saw in Africa when 
landing there, twenty-two ,years ago, was a num- 
ber of barrels of rum from a whisky-rectifying 
establishment in Cincinnati, Ohio. Some Christian 
farmers had raised the corn, it may be, that made 
that rum. Could they, and all lovers of good 
morals and religion, know the evils of the liquor 
traffic in Africa, they would not only not sell grain 
to make it, but would labor to put . down the 
traffic. 
