Niger
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At that moment a fishing-boat came paddled down
the Niger close to the shore. Here was a method of
getting rid of this ragged alien. The duti summoned
the fisherman to take Mungo out of his sight.
Here the guide turned back, and the negro fisher¬
man, with considerable reluctance, allowed the
ragged and flushed-faced Mungo on board. At four
o’clock, after some fishing exploits by the way, they
came to Moorzan, a town on the northern bank.
Mungo desired to cross to Silla, a much larger place
on the south bank, and, having attained that haven,
appears to have remained considerably at a loss for
the rest of the day. Probably he was dazed with
fever. He sat down under a large tree.
Silla was delighted. It thronged out in hundreds
to look at him and speculate on him. As a front
line of spectators moved off, another took its place.
But they threw neither insults nor old boots, as at
Benowm. They had the good humour of civilised
humankind inspecting a strange but harmless
animal. Towards the fall of darkness, Mungo made
his way into the town. Rain was coming on. The
duti proved of a surly nature and only after long
entreaty would he allow Mungo shelter. That
shelter proved to be a vilely leaking hut. Here
Mungo laid down his aching bones and an aching
head, and, somewhere in the darkness of that night,
came to a hesitating decision.
He could go no further. Even with the king of
Bambarra’s cowries he was poorly equipped to press
the down-river search. Probably they would not
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the Niger close to the shore. Here was a method of
getting rid of this ragged alien. The duti summoned
the fisherman to take Mungo out of his sight.
Here the guide turned back, and the negro fisher¬
man, with considerable reluctance, allowed the
ragged and flushed-faced Mungo on board. At four
o’clock, after some fishing exploits by the way, they
came to Moorzan, a town on the northern bank.
Mungo desired to cross to Silla, a much larger place
on the south bank, and, having attained that haven,
appears to have remained considerably at a loss for
the rest of the day. Probably he was dazed with
fever. He sat down under a large tree.
Silla was delighted. It thronged out in hundreds
to look at him and speculate on him. As a front
line of spectators moved off, another took its place.
But they threw neither insults nor old boots, as at
Benowm. They had the good humour of civilised
humankind inspecting a strange but harmless
animal. Towards the fall of darkness, Mungo made
his way into the town. Rain was coming on. The
duti proved of a surly nature and only after long
entreaty would he allow Mungo shelter. That
shelter proved to be a vilely leaking hut. Here
Mungo laid down his aching bones and an aching
head, and, somewhere in the darkness of that night,
came to a hesitating decision.
He could go no further. Even with the king of
Bambarra’s cowries he was poorly equipped to press
the down-river search. Probably they would not
185
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Description | Sixteen books written by Lewis Grassic Gibbon (1901-1935), regarded as the most important Scottish prose writer of the early 20th century. All were published in the last seven years of his life, mostly under his real name, James Leslie Mitchell. They include two works of science fiction, non-fiction works on exploration, short stories set in Egypt, a novel about Spartacus, and the classic 'Scots Quair' trilogy which includes 'Sunset Song'. Mitchell's first book 'Hanno, or the future of exploration' (1928) is rare and has never been republished. |
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