They had not travelled a great way from Lazipa, before they had to cross a large morass, on the borders of which a very large and handsome species of water-lily flourished in great perfection.  They crossed this morass without difficulty or trouble, and with the same facility also two small streams, which intersected the road.  At nine A.M., they arrived at Cootoo, which like Lazipa is an open village, but the former is by far the most extensive of the two.  A person, who may have travelled from Penzance in Cornwall to the Land’s End, and observed the nature of the soil, and the blocks of granite which are scattered over its surface, will have a very good idea of the country between Acboro and Cootoo, only that in the latter, it is much more woody.

After leaving Cootoo, however, the aspect of the surrounding scenery speedily changed, and became infinitely more pleasing.  The soil was more rich and deeper; patches of verdure and cultivated land were more frequent, the latter being neatly fenced; fine handsome trees, with their spreading branches and thick foliage, embellished the country in every direction, and extended to the eastern horizon.  It might have been supposed that these trees had been carefully planted by the hand of man, for they grew at equal distances from each other, and none seemed to interfere with the order, beauty, and regularity of its neighbour.  The soil between them was covered with a soft green turf, which rendered the whole view remarkably pleasant.  It was over this delightful landscape that they travelled; the morning was cooled by a refreshing south-east wind, and the travellers, which is not often the case, were both on good terms with themselves, and gratified by everything around them.  At length, they came in sight of numerous herds of fine cattle, attended by little boys, and shortly afterwards, they arrived at a clean and neat Fellata village, the inhabitants of which were employed in feeding calves, and other occupations connected with an African farm.  They then crossed a small stream, and entered a town of prodigious extent, called Bohoo, which was fortified with a triple wall and moats.  Without being exposed to the customary tiresome formalities, they were immediately conducted to the residence of the governor.  The usual conversation passed between them, and after they had returned to their hut, a bullock was sent them, with yams, bananas, and a huge calabash of new milk, which did not contain less than six gallons, and the travellers sat down to enjoy themselves in perfect good humour.

In the afternoon, a message was delivered to them, signifying that the governor’s head minister would be very glad to see them, and would thank them to visit him in the course of the day.  John Lander, however, having experienced a relapse, his sufferings were such as to prevent him leaving the hut, and his brother was, therefore, obliged to go alone.  After a pleasant walk of about two miles, he arrived