In Afric’s Forest and Jungle 
her of my safety as soon as possible and, if Ar- 
dayloo was favorable, I would be in Ejahyay in 
a few hours after leaving Awyaw. 1 also felt 
happy at the thought that my face would now 
be turned toward Ejahyay. A number of men 
who were going to Awyaw desired permission 
to make a part of my company and in this way 
our party was augmented to a considerable band. 
We were delayed in the beginning of our 
journey by a very sad event. Just after we had 
left the gate of the town, my Liberian companion 
reeled in his saddle and fell from his horse. As 
this town had been his home for many years, he 
had many friends here, and I left him in their care 
and resumed my journey, though distressed to 
part with him under such circumstances. I 
never saw him again, but that sad face shaded 
by long raven locks, will always remain in my 
memory as vivid and real as life. If he had not 
gone with me, I would not have survived this 
adventure. His life was given in exchange for 
mine. Not once did he express any regret that 
he had gone with me. He recovered sufficiently 
to get to Abeokuta by a circuitous route and he 
was there at the station of the American Baptist 
Mission when he died a short time afterward. 
Mr. Phillips informed me that his nervous sys- 
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