The Ashantee army were at the gates of the town.  Col.  Southerland arrived with re-enforcements, but was beaten into the fort by the unyielding courage of the attacking force.  A new king, Osai Ockote, arrived with fresh troops, and won the confidence of the army by marching right under the British guns, and hissing defiance into the face of the foe.  The conflict that followed was severe, and destructive to both life and property.  All the native and British forces were compelled to retire to the fort; while the Ashantee troops, inspired by the dashing bearing of their new king, closed in around them like tongues of steel.  The invading army was not daunted by the belching cannon that cut away battalion after battalion.  On they pressed for revenge and victory.  The screams of fainting women and terrified children, the groans of the dying, and the bitter imprecations of desperate combatants,—­a mingling medley,—­swelled the great diapason of noisy battle.  The eyes of the beleaguered were turned toward the setting sun, whose enormous disk was leaning against the far-away mountains, and casting his red and vermilion over the dusky faces of dead Ashantees and Fantis; and, imparting a momentary beauty to the features of the dead white men who fell so far away from home and friends, he sank to rest.  There was a sad, far-off look in the eye of the impatient sailor who kept his lonely watch on the vessel that lay at rest on the sea.  Night was wished for, prayed for, yearned for.  It came at last, and threw its broad sable pinions over the dead, the dying, and the living.  Hostilities were to be renewed in the morning; but the small-pox broke out among the soldiers, and the king of Ashantee retired.

Sir Neill Campbell was appointed governor-general at Cape Coast.  One of his first acts was to call for all the chiefs of the Fantis, and give them to understand that hostilities between themselves and the king of Ashantee must stop.  He then required Osai Ockoto to deposit four thousand ounces of gold ($72,000), as a bond to keep the peace.  In case he provoked hostilities, the seventy-two thousand dollars were to be used to purchase ammunition with which to chastise him.  In 1831 the king was obliged to send two of his royal family, Kwanta Missah, his own son, and Ansah, the son of the late king, to be held as hostages.  These boys were sent to England, where they were educated, but are now residents of Ashantee.

Warsaw and Denkera, interior provinces, were lost to the Ashantee empire; but, nevertheless, it still remains one of the most powerful Negro empires of Western Africa.