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wishing that the evil spirit might convert it into 
poison for them. Then, taking two assagayes, he 
dipped the points of them in the liquor, while John 
Harre sprinkled a few drops of it on the ground. 
Holding a knife in his right hand, and first invoking 
the God of the Whites, then the God of the Blacks, 
he besought them with a loud voice to instil in the 
minds of the two parties, peace, concord, amity, 
friendship, and sincerity. Then striking, with his 
knife, the points of the two assagayes, which had 
been dipped into the liquor,, he denounced the most 
horrid imprecations against those who should first 
violate the treaty. 
“ If the Whites,” said he, “ break their oath, may 
this beverage become poison to them; may those 
hurricanes which fly with fury from the four quarters 
of the heavens, fall upon their ships; may they be 
swallowed up by the waves ; may the corpses of those 
wicked men be torn by the frightful monsters that 
dwell in the abysses of the ocean. 
“ Hark, John Harre!—listen attentively to the voice 
of the mighty genius who inspires me. Should the 
people of Foule Point be so base, so wicked, as to 
violate the solemn treaty, may they fall by the sword 
of their enemies; may their bellies burst; and may 
their filthy carcases become the food of croco¬ 
diles ! 
“ Ought not the invisible spirit, who presides over 
this assembly, to be avenged? Ought not he to 
punish the perjured, since he receives their oaths? 
