as to the future, and dissatisfied and peevish from
day to day. Kizell afterwards remarked that “some
would not be governed by white men, and some would
not be governed by black men, and some would not be
governed by mulattoes; but the truth was they did
not want to be governed by anybody.” On
March 3, however, the ship sighted the Cape Verde
Islands and six days afterwards was anchored at Sierra
Leone; and Coker rejoiced that at last he had seen
Africa. Kizell, however, whom the agents had counted
on seeing, was found to be away at Sherbro; accordingly,
six days after their arrival[2] they too were making
efforts to go on to Sherbro, for they were allowed
at anchor only fifteen days and time was passing rapidly.
Meanwhile Bankson went to find Kizell. Captain
Sebor was at first decidedly unwilling to go further;
but his reluctance was at length overcome; Bacon purchased
for $3,000 a British schooner that had formerly been
engaged in the slave-trade; and on March 17 both ship
and schooner got under way for Sherbro. The next
day they met Bankson, who informed them that he had
seen Kizell. This man, although he had not heard
from America since the departure of Mills and Burgess,
had already erected some temporary houses against
the rainy season. He permitted the newcomers
to stay in his little town until land could be obtained;
sent them twelve fowls and a bushel of rice; but he
also, with both dignity and pathos, warned Bankson
that if he and his companions came with Christ in
their hearts, it was well that they had come; if not,
it would have been better if they had stayed in America.
[Footnote 1: “Journal of Daniel Coker,
a descendant of Africa, from the time of leaving New
York, in the ship Elizabeth, Capt. Sebor,
on a voyage for Sherbro, in Africa. Baltimore,
1820.”]
[Footnote 2: March 15. The narrative, page
26, says February 15, but this is obviously a typographical
error.]
Now followed much fruitless bargaining with the native
chiefs, in all of which Coker regretted that the slave-traders
had so ruined the people that it seemed impossible
to make any progress in a “palaver” without
the offering of rum. Meanwhile a report was circulated
through the country that a number of Americans had
come and turned Kizell out of his own town and put
some of his people in the hold of their ship.
Disaster followed disaster. The marsh, the bad
water, and the malaria played havoc with the colonists,
and all three of the responsible agents died.
The few persons who remained alive made their way back
to Sierra Leone.
Thus the first expedition failed. One year later,
in March, 1821, a new company of twenty-one emigrants,
in charge of J.B. Winn and Ephraim Bacon, arrived
at Freetown in the brig Nautilus. It had
been the understanding that in return for their passage
the members of the first expedition would clear the
way for others; but when the agents of the new company
saw the plight of those who remained alive, they brought