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bearing the union-jack. On landing, the party was met 
by a native band with wooden drums and reed instru- 
ments, which continued to perform a variety of simple airs, 
or what one might properly style “ a concord of rude 
sounds.’’ Passing along a narrow path for about two 
miles, we reached with difficulty the dwelling of Princess 
Amada Bue. On all sides, the inhabitants testified the 
greatest delight at the presence of the white people ; 
shouting out Sinuh ! Sinuh ! God protect you !” 
and shook their clenched hand at us, which was very 
complimentary, while not a few jumped about and 
danced in the exuberance of their happiness. There 
was an immense crowd assembled, all eagerly pressing 
forward to get a glimpse of the strangers, or to be near 
the Attah’s musicians. 
Having received the Commissioners and officers with 
great politeness, the Princess dispatched a messenger to 
the Attih, to inform him of their arrival. She was still 
in her mourning attire, a loose black cloth folded negli- 
gently round her ; the natural darkness of her skin was 
heightened by an earthy preparation. Her niece, Idjee, 
was with her. Palm-wine, native beer made from Guinea 
corn, and goora or kola-nuts, were handed round, the 
affable hostess first partaking of each, to shew there was 
no poison in any of them. The goora-nut is used all over 
Western Africa, not only as a tonic, and to add a goilt 
to fluids, but also as an especial mark of welcome and 
distinction to the stranger. It is an agreeable bitter. 
The kernels have a thin external covering of a chocolate 
