protested, he would rather forfeit his wages, than go any farther. He told me that Daman had agreed to.give him half the price of a slave for, his service, to assist in conducting a coffle slaves to Gambia, and that he was determined to embrace the opportunity of returning to his wife and family. Having no hopes therefore of persuading him to accompany me I resolved to proceed by myself. About, midnight I got my clothes in readiness, which consisted of two shirts, two pair of trowsers, two pocket-handkerchiefs, an upper and under waistcoat, a hat, and a pair of half boots ; these, with a cloak, constituted my whole wardrobe. And I had not one single bead, nor any other article of value in my possession, to purchase victuals for myself, or corn for my horse. About daybreak, Johnson, who had been listening to the Moors all night, came and whispered to me that they, were asleep. The awful crisis was now arrived, when I was again either to taste the blessing of freedom, pr languish out my days in captivity. A cold sweat moistened my forehead, as I thought on the dreadful alternative, and reflected, that, one way or the other, my fate must be decided in the course of the ensuing day. But to deliberate, was to lose the only chance,of escaping. So taking up my bundle, I stepped gently over the Negroes, who were sleeping in the open air, and having mounted .my horse, I bade Johnson farewell, desiring him to take particular care of the papers I had entrusted him with, and inform my! friends in Gambia that he had left me in good health, on my way to Bambarra. I proceeded with great caution ; surveying each bush, and frequently listening and looking behind me for the Moorish horsemen, until I was about a mile from the town, when I was surprised to find myself in the neighbourhood of a Korree, belonging to the Moors. The shepherds followed me for about a mile, hooting and throwing stones after m e; and when I was out of their reach, and had begun to indulge the pleasing hopes of escaping, I was again greatly alarmed to hear somebody holla behind me ; and looking back, I saw three Moors on horseback, coming after me at full speed ; hooping and brandishing their double-barrelled guns. I knew it was in vain to think of escaping, and therefore turned back and met them: when two of them caught hold of my bridle, one on each side, and the third, presenting his musket, told me I must go back to Ali. When the human mind has for some time been fluctuating between hope and despair, tortured with anxiety, and hurried from one extreme to another, it affords a sort of gloomy relief to know the worst that can possibly happen: such was my situation. An indifference about life, and all its enjoyments, had completely benumbed my faculties, and I rode back with the Moors With apparent unconcern. But a change took place much sooner than I had any reason to expect. In passing through some thick bushes, one of the Moors ordered me to untie my bundle, and shew them the contents. Having examined the different articles, they found nothing worth taking except my cloak, which they considered as a very valuable acquisition, and one of them pulling it from me, wrapped it about himself. This cloak had been of great use to me; it served to cover me from the rains in the day, and to protect me from the musketoes in
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