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DEATH OF MR. KINGDON. 
After an hour’s hard pulling, we reached a small 
creek on the left bank, where a native offered to show 
us where we might easily land. Following him up 
the creek, the boat grounded, when the body was put 
into a canoe in which we proceeded a considerable 
distance ; and at length succeeded in digging a 
grave, near a small village, in which were deposited 
the remains of poor Kingdon. He lies near to an 
enormous “bombax” tree, at the end of the village 
furthest from the creek. The natives came around 
us, and watched, seemingly with great interest, every 
movement — from the breaking of the ground, until 
the conclusion of the burial-service. I happened to 
have a few brass rings in my pocket, which I distri- 
buted among the Avomen, who seemed mightily pleased 
and somewhat astonished at my liberality. On re- 
turning on board from our melancholy duty, we found 
King Obi sitting in the gun-room at breakfast, habited 
in his scarlet jacket, and loose flowing trowsers of the 
same colour. He relished the fowl, rice, and coffee 
exceedingly ; and handled his knife and fork as if he 
had been accustomed to them all his life. 
fallen on the 5th October not less than three feet. At the Bird Rock, 
Iddah, and much lower down, the marks and fluviatile debris on the 
banks indicated a fall, although to what extent was not ascer- 
tained. But Mr, Schon, who landed at Aboh on the 12th October, 
found the river sufficiently high to enable him to reach the entrance 
of Obi’s palace in the boat, which in August involved a quarter of an 
liour’s dirty walk. He considered that the river had risen at least 
three feet, owing to the heavy rains which fall here in October. 
