the practicability of securing this man, and offered
many excuses to escape the acknowledgment of any responsibility
in the matter. It was clear enough that he wished
to protect the assassin, as indeed it was his policy
to shield the slavers, whose trade was more lucrative
to him, than that of any other class of persons.
Finding himself somewhat embarrassed in the conversation,
he made an apology for leaving the vessel, saying
he would go on shore and see what could be done, inviting
us at the same time to finish the palaver at his house.
Accordingly we all went on shore, after breakfast,
attended by two marines. A second palaver took
place, which was merely a repetition of the first,
and when it terminated, he presented us with some excellent
Champagne, and then exhibited a quantity of fine clothes,
with a variety of other articles, all of which he
said he had received as presents. The only dress
His Majesty wore, when he came on board, was a cotton
cloth round his middle, and a fine white beaver hat,
bound with broad gold lace. Captain Cumings,
at our request, asked permission of the Duke to allow
us to see his wives, who live in a square formed of
mud huts, with a communication from the back part
of his house. The Duke very courteously complied
with our wishes, and sent persons to attend us.
There were about sixty Queens, besides little Princes
and Princesses, with a number of slave-girls to wait
upon them. His favourite Queen, the handsomest
of the royal party, was so large that she could scarcely
walk, or even move, indeed they were all prodigiously
large, their beauty consisting more in the mass of
physique, than in the delicacy or symmetry of features
or figure. This uniform tendancy to en bon
point, on an unusual scale, was accounted for,
by the singular fact, that the female upon whom His
Majesty fixes his regards, is regularly fattened up
to a certain standard, previously to the nuptial ceremony,
it appearing to be essential to the Queenly dignity
that the lady should be enormously fat. We saw
a very fine young woman undergoing this ordeal.
She was sitting at a table, with a large bowl of farinaceous
food; which she was swallowing as fast as she could
pass the spoon to, and from, the bowl, and her mouth;
and she was evidently taking no inconsiderable trouble
to qualify herself for that happy state, which Pope
tell us is the object of every woman’s ambition,
that of being Queen for life, the royal road to which,
in this country, lies through a course of gormandizing.
The same custom extends to the wives of the great men,
who undergo a similar operation before marriage.
On the morning of their wedding-day they are seated
at a table, to receive presents from their relations
and friends; a yard of cloth from one, some silk from
another, some beads from a third, according to the
taste incapacity of the donors. My companions
were not much struck with the beauty of the Queens,
for they declared that some of the pretty young slave-girls
had much more lovely looks. Each of the Duke’s
wives bring, or send, a jug of water for his large
brass-pan bath every morning, and his favourite wife
remains to assist in his ablutions.