In Afric’s Forest and Jungle 
a mark of respect to the Bashorun, I had fol¬ 
lowed, but when my presence was discovered, I 
was politely informed that the ceremonies which 
had now begun could not be witnessed by any 
but an Ogbonee and 1 was not favored with a 
view of the ceremony in full. In about thirty 
minutes, the “mysteries” were finished, and 
Prince and subject were sleeping side by side 
waiting the judgment day. Let us feel thankful 
that all judgment is in the hands of a merciful 
Creator, but what disciple of Jesus does not feel 
that everything possible should be done to scatter 
the darkness which hung over the grave of that 
heathen prince with the heavenly light that glori¬ 
fied the face of the dying Ardayloo. 
The next morning the younger brother, attended 
by a bodyguard, came to the grave and prayed to 
the spirit of his dead brother, kneeling down and 
audibly asking for protection in battle and success 
in the affairs of life. After their young master 
had finished his supplications, the soldiers stood 
in a line and fired a volley over the grave. 
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