CHAPTER LXXII.

When I was once comfortably installed at my motley establishment, and,

under the management of Colonists, had initiated the native workmen

into tolerable skill with the adze, saw, sledgehammer and forge, I

undertook to build a brig of one hundred tons. In six months, people

came from far and near to behold the mechanical marvels of Cape Mount.

Meanwhile, my plantation went on slowly, while my _garden_ became a

matter of curiosity to all the intelligent coasters and cruisers,

though I could never enlighten the natives as to the value of the

"foreign grass" which I cultivated so diligently. They admired the

symmetry of my beds, the richness of my pine-apples, the luxurious

splendor of my sugar-cane, the abundance of my coffee, and the cool

fragrance of the arbors with which I adorned the lawn; but they would

never admit the use of my exotic vegetables. In order to water my

premises, I turned the channel of a brook, surrounding the garden with

a perfect canal; and, as its sides were completely laced with an

elaborate wicker-work of willows, the aged king and crowds of his

followers came to look upon the Samsonian task as one of the wonders

of Africa. "What is it," exclaimed Fana-Toro, as he beheld the

deflected water-course, "that a white man cannot do!" After this, his

majesty inspected all my plants, and shouted again with surprise at

the toil we underwent to satisfy our appetites. The use or worth of

_flowers_, of which I had a rare and beautiful supply, he could never

divine; but his chief amazement was still devoted to our daily

expenditure of time, strength, and systematic toil, when rice and

palm-oil would grow wild while we were sleeping!

* * * * *

It will be seen from this sketch of my domestic comforts and

employment, that New Florence prospered in every thing but _farming_

and _trade_. At first it was my hope, that two or three years of

perseverance would enable me to open a lawful traffic with the

interior; but I soon discovered that the slave-trade was alone thought

of by the natives, who only bring the neighboring produce to the

beach, when their captives are ready for a market. I came, moreover,

to the conclusion that the interior negroes about Cape Mount had no

commerce with Eastern tribes except for slaves, and consequently that

its small river will never create marts like those which have direct

communications by water with the heart of a rich region, and absorb

its gold, ivory, wax, and hides. To meet these difficulties, I

hastened the building of my vessel _as a coaster_.

About this time, an American craft called the A----, arrived in my

neighborhood. She was loaded with tobacco, calicoes, rum, and powder.

Her captain who was unskilled in coast-trade, and ignorant of Spanish,

engaged me to act as supercargo for him to Gallinas. In a very short

period I disposed of his entire investment. The trim and saucy rig of

this Yankee clipper bewitched the heart of a Spanish trader who

happened to be among the _lagunes_, and an offer was forthwith made,

through me, for her purchase. The bid was accepted at once, and the

day before Christmas fixed as the period of her delivery, after a trip

to the Gaboon.

In contracting to furnish this slaver with a craft and the necessary

apparatus for his cargo, it would be folly for me to deny that I was

dipping once more into my ancient trade; yet, on reflection, I

concluded that in covering the vessel for a moment with my name, I was

no more amenable to rebuke, than the respectable merchants of Sierra

Leone and elsewhere who passed hardly a day without selling, to

notorious slavers, such merchandise as could be used _alone_ in

slave-wars or slave-trade. It is probable that the sophism soothed my

conscience at the moment, though I could never escape the promise that

sealed my agreement with Lieutenant Seagram.

The appointed day arrived, and my smoking semaphores announced the

brigantine's approach to Sugarei, three miles from Cape Mount. The

same evening the vessel was surrendered to me by the American captain,

who landed his crew and handed over his flag and papers. As soon as I

was in charge, no delay was made to prepare for the reception of

freight; and by sunrise I resigned her to the Spaniard, who

immediately embarked seven hundred negroes, and landed them in Cuba in

twenty-seven days.

Till now the British cruisers had made Cape Mount their friendly

rendezvous, but the noise of this shipment in my neighborhood, and my

refusal to explain or converse on the subject, gave umbrage to

officers who had never failed to supply themselves from my grounds and

larder. In fact I was soon marked as an enemy of the squadron, while

our intercourse dwindled to the merest shadow. In the course of a

week, the Commander on the African station, himself, hove to off the

Cape, and summoning me on board, concluded a petulant conversation by

remarking that "a couple of men like Monsieur Canot would make work

enough in Africa for the whole British squadron!"

I answered the compliment with a profound _salaam_, and went over the

Penelope's side satisfied that my friendship was at an end with her

Majesty's cruisers.

* * * * *

The portion of Cape Mount whereon I pitched my tent, had been so long

depopulated by the early wars against Fana-Toro, that the wild beasts

reasserted their original dominion over the territory. The forest was

full of leopards, wild cats, cavallis or wild boars, and

ourang-outangs.

Very soon after my arrival, a native youth in my employ had been

severely chastised for misconduct, and in fear of repetition, fled to

the mount after supplying himself with a basket of cassava. As his

food was sufficient for a couple of days, we thought he might linger

in the wood till the roots were exhausted, and then return to duty.

But three days elapsed without tidings from the truant. On the fourth,

a diligent search disclosed his corpse in the forest, every limb

dislocated and covered with bites apparently made by human teeth. It

was the opinion of the natives that the child had been killed by

ourang-outangs, nor can I doubt their correctness, for when I visited

the scene of the murder, the earth for a large space around, was

covered with the footprints of the beast and scattered with the skins

of its favorite esculent.

I was more annoyed, however, at first, by leopards than any other

animal. My cattle could not stray beyond the fences, nor could my

laborers venture abroad at any time without weapons. I made use of

spring-traps, pit-fall, and various expedients to purify the forest;

but such was the cunning or agility of our nimble foes that they all

escaped. The only mode by which I succeeded in freeing the _homestead_

of their ravages, was by arming the muzzle of a musket with a slice of

meat which was attached by a string to the trigger, so that the load

and the food were discharged into the leopard's mouth at the same

moment. Thus, by degrees as my settlement grew, the beasts receded

from the promontory and its adjacent grounds; and in a couple of

years, the herds were able to roam where they pleased without danger.

Cape Mount had long been deserted by elephants, but about forty miles

from my dwelling, on the upper forests of the lake, the noble animal

might still be hunted; and whenever the natives were fortunate enough

to "bag" a specimen, I was sure to be remembered in its division. If

the prize proved a male, I received the feet and trunk, but if it

turned out of the gentler gender, I was honored with the udder, as a

royal _bonne-bouche_.

[Illustration: AN ELEPHANT HUNT.]

In Africa a slaughtered elephant is considered public property by the

neighboring villagers, all of whom have a right to carve the giant

till his bones are bare. A genuine sportsman claims nothing but the

ivory and tail, the latter being universally a perquisite of the king.

Yet I frequently found that associations were made among the natives

to capture this colossal beast and his valuable tusks. Upon these

occasions, a club was formed on the basis of a whaling cruise, while a

single but well-known hunter was chosen to do execution. One man

furnished the muskets, another supplied the powder, a third gave the

iron bolts for balls, a fourth made ready the provender, while a fifth

despatched a bearer with the armament. As soon as the outfit was

completed, the huntsman's _juju_ and _fetiche_ were invoked for good

luck, and he departed under an escort of wives and associates.

An African elephant is smaller, as well as more cunning and wild, than

the Asiatic. Accordingly, the sportsman is often obliged to circumvent

his game during several days, for it is said that in populous

districts, its instincts are so keen as to afford warning of the

neighborhood of fire-arms, even at extraordinary distances. The common

and most effectual mode of enticing an elephant within reach of a

ball, is to strew the forest for several miles with _pine-apples_,

whose flavor and fragrance infallibly bewitch him. By degrees, he

tracks and nibbles the fruit from slice to slice, till, lured within

the hunter's retreat, he is despatched from the branches of a lofty

tree by repeated shots at his capacious forehead.

Sometimes it happens that four or five discharges with the wretched

powder used in Africa fail to slay the beast, who escapes from the

jungle and dies afar from the encounter. When this occurs, an

attendant is despatched for a reinforcement, and I have seen a whole

settlement go forth _en masse_ to search for the monster that will

furnish food for many a day. Sometimes the crowd is disappointed, for

the wounds have been slight and the animal is seen no more.

Occasionally, a dying elephant will linger a long time, and is only

discovered by the buzzards hovering above his body. Then it is that

the bushmen, guided by the vultures, haste to the forest, and fall

upon the putrid flesh with more avidity than birds of prey. Battles

have been fought on the carcass of an elephant, and many a slave,

captured in the conflict, has been marched from the body to the beach.

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