Along the Coast 
then, if I had never done so before, that patience 
is a great virtue and withal a difficult. 
One week of the time we were beating along 
the Liberian coast, was passed at Cape Mount 
and three weeks at Monrovia, the capital. 
The surf at Cape Mount is very bad and the 
excitement of landing in it, helped to make the 
week’s delay less tedious. After waiting until a 
certain number of rollers had passed, the half- 
naked Grebo canoemen would rush the canoe in 
on top of a big roller and beach it. So soon as 
the prow struck the sand, they would leap into 
the water and, snatching up all the whites, bear 
them safely out of the way of the pursuing, roar¬ 
ing breakers. The ladies of our party stood the 
ordeal very well, but this rude method of landing 
had led to the death of one young woman previ¬ 
ous to our arrival. Not being properly instructed, 
she thought the native who caught her up so 
suddenly was going to kidnap her. She was so 
frightened that she never recovered from the 
shock. 
Our stay at Cape Mount was also enlivened by 
some good fishing in which we caught a large, 
white shark and some very large and quite savory 
fish called “Red Horse.” During our three 
weeks’ stay at Monrovia, we went ashore almost 
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