of the tempestuous weather, I was under the necessity
of travelling back by land to the river Senegal.
For, finding it impossible to get on board at the coast
by reason of the surf, I had to order the ship to
return to that river, and went there by land to re-embark.
On this occasion, being very desirous to transmit
instructions to those on board the ship to meet me
at the river Senegal, I inquired among the negroes
if any one would undertake to carry a letter from
the shore. Several of them readily offered their
services, though the ship lay three miles from the
shore, and, owing to a strong wind, the sea broke
on the shore with a tremendous surf, insomuch that
I thought it impossible for any one to succeed in
the attempt. Besides the surf, there were several
sand banks near the shore, and other banks about half
way to the ship, between which there ran a strong current,
sometimes one way and sometimes the other, along shore,
so that it was extremely difficult for any one to
swim through without infinite danger of being carried
away by the stream; and the sea broke with such violence
on the banks, that it seemed quite impossible to surmount
such complicated obstacles. Yet two of the negroes
offered to go, and only demanded two
mavulgies
of tin for each of them, one mavulgi being worth no
more than a
grosso[2], at which price they
engaged to carry my letter in safety to the ship.
I cannot express the difficulties which they encountered
in passing the sand bank. They were sometimes
out of sight for a considerable space, so that I often
thought they were both drowned. At last, one of
them, finding himself unable to resist the violence
with which the waves broke over him, turned back;
but the other, being stronger, got over the bank after
struggling a whole hour, and, having carried the letter
to the caravel, returned with an answer. This
seemed to me very wonderful, and made me conclude
that the negroes of this coast must be the most expert
swimmers in the world.
It has been already observed, that those who are called
lords in this country have neither castles nor cities,
the king even having nothing but villages with thatched
houses. Budomel is lord of one part of this kingdom,
yet his place of residence was not a palace, nor even
a walled house. These great men are not lords
on account of their riches or treasure, as they possess
neither, nor have they any coin in use among them;
but they are considered as such out of courtesy, and
on account of the great retinues by which they are
always attended, being more feared and respected by
their subjects than any of the lords in Italy.
Budomel has several villages appointed for his own
habitation and that of his wives, as he never fixes
in one place. The village in which I resided with
Bisboror was one of his habitations, containing between
forty and fifty thatched cottages, built near one
another, and surrounded with ditches and strong pallisades,
having only one or two passages left for entering;