Identifier: sherbroitshinter00alld (find matches)
Title: The Sherbro and its hinterland
Year: 1901 (1900s)
Authors: Alldridge, T. J. (Thomas Joshua), 1847-1916
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Publisher: London, New York : Macmillan and Co., limited New York, The Macmillan Company
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hief madehis mark, and so did some of the sub-chiefs, the wholebeing witnessed by some of the police, who were able towrite. Proceedings then terminated, and festivities, to whichthe town was at once given over, were carried on until latein the night. I was extremely pleased with the result of the meeting,as it was of the utmost importance that a treaty should bemade with this particular chief Mendingra first of all, onaccount of the enormous power and influence that heexercised over the other chiefs in the adjacent localities ;and I could but feel that the signing of this treaty wouldgreatly lessen my difficulties as I went further inland. Imay add that the queen of this town was present, and thatshe did me the honour of taking my arm and allowing meto escort her to the barri. To me it was of course a most anxious and fatiguingday, and at night, in spite of the singing, dancing andbeating of tom-toms, I was thankful when I could drawdown the mats over the openings of my hut and throw
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\_To face page 171. lS- 55-—^ MoRxiXG Halt i.\ the Forest, Tunkia. XVIII THROUGH THE HINTERLAND 171 myself upon my palm-cane bed,—glad that the first movehad been successfully made, which would, I hoped, put anend to tribal warfare and ensure the future peace of thecountry. The following day was spent in writing official letters, asomewhat difficult task owing to the racket that was stillgoing on in the town. There was a continuance of yester-days festivities, war-boys and people in a general medleyparading the place—singing, shouting, yelling, thumpingtom-toms, and beating hollow tortoise shells. In fact thetown was a regular pandemonium, for the Mendi peopleare never happy if they are not dancing and making anoise. The next morning, after considerable delay caused bymy having to get the extra carriers whom I required,leaving the banks of the Sulima river, we started awaycross country for the town of Garahun. We soon entered a dense forest of gigantic trees. Thetrunks were of g

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