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JOURNEY FROM KATUNGA TO BOUSSA. 
this and the sea, I have met with tribes of Fellatas, some of whom 
are not Mahometans, but pagans. They certainly are the same 
people, as they speak the same language, have the same features 
and colour, except those who have crossed with the negro. They 
are as fair as the lower class of Portugueze or Spaniards, lead a 
pastoral life, shifting from place to place, as they find grass for their 
horned cattle, and live in temporary huts of reeds or long grass. 
Thursday, 30th. — Having had every thing prepared last night 
for starting this morning at day-break, I went and took leave of 
the governor, who repeated his promises of sending my baggage 
on to Koolfu. On my return from the governor, I met a messenger 
of the sultan of Boussa, who had been sent expressly for me. He 
said he would just wait on the governor, and deliver a message, and 
follow me. I left Wawa, mounted on an old red roan mare of the 
governor’s, on a good road, leading through a woody country, with 
numerous plantations of yams, and Indian corn. At 8. 30 A. M. 
passed a village about a quarter of a mile from the south side of a 
range of low rocky hills, running in a direction from east-south-east 
to west-south-west by compass. The rocks were composed of pud- 
ding-stone, the white quartz pebbles of which were square, not 
rounded, and imbedded in a gray substance. At the end of an 
opening in the range was a beautiful sugar-loaf mountain, over- 
looking all the rest, and bearing from the village east-south-east, 
distance half a mile. This I presumed to call Mount George, after 
his present majesty George the Fourth. After passing the village 
and entering amongst the hills, I found the valleys well cultivated, 
and planted with yams, corn, and maize, but the road winding and 
rocky. At 10 A. M. came to the village of Injum, the first be- 
longing to the province of Boussa. Here I halted, until the mes- 
senger, who had joined me some time before, got his breakfast. 
This village is on the north-east side of the hills. Amongst the 
number of people who came to look at me was a woman, whose face, 
