the night; I therefore earnestly begged him to return it, and followed him some little way to obtain i t ; but without paying any attention to my request, he and one of his companions rode off with their prize. When I attempted to follow them, the third, who had remained with me, struck my horse over the head, and presenting his musket, told me I should proceed no further. I now perceived that these men had not been sent by any authority to apprehend me, but had pursued me solely in the view to rob and plunder me. Turning my horse's head therefore once more towards the east, and observing the Moor follow the track of his confederates, I congratulated myself on having escaped with my life, though in great distress, from such a horde of barbarians. I was no sooner out of sight of the Moor, than I struck into the woods, to prevent being pursued, and kept pushing on, with all possible speed, until 1 found myself near some high rocks, which I remembered to have seen in my former route from Queira to Deena; and directing my course a little to the northward, I fortunately fell in with the path. CHAPTER X IV . The Author feels great Joy at his Deliverance, and proceeds through the Wilderness; but finds his Situation very deplorable.— Suffers greatly from Thirst, and faints on the San Are cove r s , and makes another Effort to push forward.— Is providentially relieved by a Fall of Rain.— Arrives at a Foulah Village, where he is refused Relief by the Dooty; but obtains Food from a poor Woman.— Continues his Journey through the Wilderness, and the next Day lights on another Foulah Village, where he is hospitably received by one of the Shepherds.— Arrives on the third Day at a Negro Town called Wawra, tributary to the King of Bambarra. I t is impossible to describe the joy that arose in my mind, when I looked around and concluded that I was out of danger. I felt like one recovered from sickness; I breathed freer ; I found unusual lightness in my limbs; even the Desert looked pleasant; and I dreaded nothing so much as falling in with some wandering parties of Moors, who might convey me back to the land of thieves and murderers, from which I had just escaped. I soon became sensible, however, that my situation was very deplorable ; for I had no means of procuring food, nor prospect of finding water. About ten o’clock, perceiving a herd of goats feeding close to the road, I took a circuitous route to avoid
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