ducted
himself so well in his disagreeable office, that he won the good
will, not only of the governor of the town, but also its inhabitants.
A kind of rivalry existed between the minister and his master, but
then it was a rivalry in good and not in bad actions. Hearing that
the governor had sent the travellers a bullock, and something
besides, he presented Richard Lander with a similar one, and a large
calabash of _Pitto_ (country beer,) which Lander distributed amongst
those who had accompanied him. A bottle of honey completed the list
of presents, and they were forthwith forwarded to their habitation,
but Richard Lander remained a considerable time afterwards with the
chief. He was filled with amazement at the formation and ticking of
Lander's watch, which he gazed on and listened to with transport. The
spurs which he wore, also excited his eager curiosity, and he
examined them with the greatest attention. He hoped, he said, that
God would bless them both, and that they had his best wishes for
their safety. He remarked further, that white men worshipped the
great God alone, and so did black men also, and that every blessing
of life was derived from that source.

On the return of Richard, he found his brother extremely ill, he had
been so faint and sick during his absence, that his recovery seemed
doubtful, but in a few hours afterwards he became better. In the
afternoon they sent to the governor and the minister, who had behaved
so handsomely to them, three yards of fine red cloth, a common
looking-glass, tobacco pipe, a pair of scissors, snuffbox, and a
large clasp knife. The tobacco pipe was much admired, but the red
cloth was the most valued; with the whole, however, they were both
perfectly well pleased, and were extravagant in their expressions of
gratitude.

One of the bullocks was slaughtered this morning, and about two
thirds of it distributed by the governor and his chief man to the
poor in the town; the remainder of the carcass was divided equally
amongst the attendants of the travellers, who appeared by no means
anxious to leave the place, while their present, unusually good fare,
was to be had.

John Lander was now so far recovered as to excite a hope that they
might be able to proceed on their journey, on the following day. His
recovery was, however, considerably retarded by the continual noises
to which he was subject. Perhaps, of all evils that can afflict a
sick person, noises of any kind are the