CHAPTER XV.

AXIM, THE GOLD PORT OF THE PAST AND THE FUTURE.

All the traveller's anxiety about the Known and apprehensions of the

Unknown fell from him like a garment as, after passing the hummocks of

Apollonia, his destination, Axim, [Footnote: The port lies in N. lat. 4º

52' 20" (say 5º round numbers) and in W. long. (Gr.) 2º 14' 45": it must

not be confounded, as often occurs in England, with 'Akim,' the region

north of Accra.] peeped up over the port-bow at dawn of the 25th of

January.

The first aspect of Axim is charming; there is nothing more picturesque

upon this coast.

After the gape of the Ancobra River the foreshore gradually bends for a

few miles from a west-east to a north-south rhumb, and forms a bay within

a bay. The larger is bounded north by Akromasi Point, the southern wall of

the great stream; the bold foreland outlain with reefs and a rock like a

headless sphinx, is known from afar, east and west, by its 'one tree,' a

palm apparently double, the leader of a straggling row. On the south of

the greater bay is Point Pépré, by the natives called Inkubun, or

Cocoanut-Tree, from a neighbouring village; like the Akromasi foreland, it

is black and menacing with its long projection of greenstone reefs, whose

heads are hardly to be distinguished from the flotilla of fishing canoes.

The lesser bay, that of Axim proper, has for limits Pépré and the Bosomato

promontory, a bulky tongue on whose summit is a thatched cottage.

The background of either bay is a noble forest, a wall of green, the items

being often 150 feet high, with branchless white boles of eighty,

perpendicularly striping the verdure. The regular sky-line--broken by tall

knolls and clumps, whose limits are rivulet-courses and bosky dells;

thrown up by refraction; flecked with shreds of heavy mist

That like a broken purpose waste in air;

and dappled with hanging mists, white as snow, and 'sun-clouds,' as the

natives term the cottony nimbus--is easily mistaken, in the dim light of

dawn, for a line of towering cliffs.

The sea at this hour is smooth as oil, except where ruffled by

fish-shoals, and shows comparatively free, today at least, from the long

Atlantic roll which lashes the flat coast east of Apollonia. Its selvage

is fretted by green points, golden sands, and a red cove not unlike the

crater-port of Clarence, Fernando Po. The surface is broken by two islets,

apparently the terminal knobs of many reefs which project westward from

the land. To the north rises Asiniba ('Son of Asini'), a pyramid of rock

below and tree-growth above. Fronting the landing-place is Bobowusúa,

[Footnote: The Hyd. Chart calls them Suaba and Bobowassi; it might be a

trifle more curious in the matter of significant words.] or Fetish Island,

a double feature which we shall presently inspect. The foreshore is barred

and dotted perpendicularly by black reefs and scattered _diabolitos_, or

detached hard-heads, which break the surges. At spring-tides, when rise

and fall reach at least ten feet, and fourteen in the equinoctial ebb and

flow, it appears a gridiron of grim black stone. [Footnote: Not as the

Hyd. Chart says--'rise and fall at springs six or seven feet.']

The settlement, backed by its grand 'bush' and faced by the sea, consists

of a castle and a subject town; it wears, in fact, a baronial and

old-world look. Fort Santo Antonio, a tall white house upon a bastioned

terrace, crowns proudly enough a knob of black rock and low green growth.

On both sides of it, north and south, stretches the town; from this

distance it appears a straggle of brown thatched huts and hovels,

enlivened here and there by some whitewashed establishments, mining or 'in

the mercanteel.' The soil is ruddy and rusty, and we have the usual

African tricolor.

The agents of the several Aximite houses came on board. We drained the

normal stirrup-cup and embarked in the usual heavy surf-boat, manned by a

dozen leathery-lunged 'Elmina boys' with paddles, and a helmsman with an

oar. There are smaller surf-canoes, that have weather-boards at the bow to

fend off the waves. Our anchorage-place lies at least two miles

south-west-and-by-south of the landing-place. There is absolutely nothing

to prevent steamers running in except a sunken reef, the Pinnacle or

Hoeven Rock. It is well known to every canoeman. Cameron sounded for it,

and a buoy had been laid by fishermen, but so unskilfully that the surge

presently made a clean sweep. Hence a wilful waste of time and work. I

wrote to Messieurs Elder and Dempster, advising them to replace it for

their own interests and for the convenience of travellers; but in Africa

one is out of the world, and receiving answers is emphatically not the

rule.

There is no better landing-place than Axim upon this part of the African

coast. The surf renders it impracticable only on the few days of the worst

weather. We hugged the north of the Bobowusúa rock-islet. When the water

here breaks there is a clear way further north; the southern passage,

paved with rocks and shoals, can be used only when the seas are at their

smoothest. A regular and well-defined channel placed us on the shingly and

sandy beach. We had a succulent breakfast with Messieurs Gillett and Selby

(Lintott and Spink), to whose unceasing kindness and hospitality we

afterwards ran heavily in debt. There we bade adieu to our genial captain

and our jovial fellow-travellers.

The afternoon was spent in visiting the Axim fort. Santo Antonio, built by

the Portuguese in the glorious days of Dom Manuel (1495-1521), became the

Hollander Saint Anthony by conquest in 1682, and was formally yielded by

treaty to the Dutch West Indian Company. It came to us by convention at

the Hague; and, marked 'ruined' in the chart, it was repaired in 1873

before the Ashanti war. It can now act harbour of refuge, and is safe from

the whole power of the little black despotism. Bosman [Footnote: _Eerste

Brief_, 1737: the original Dutch edition was lent to me by M. Paulus

Dahse.] shows 'Fort St. Antonio' protected by two landward bastions and an

old doorway opening upon a loopholed courtyard. Barbot (1700) sketches a

brick house in gable-shape, based upon a triangular rock.

Passing the Swanzy establishment, a model board-house, with masonry posts,

a verandah all round, and a flying roof of corrugated iron, we ascend the

old paved ramp. Here we remark that the castle-gateway of the Dutch,

leading to the outer or slave court, has been replaced by a mean hole in

the wall. The external work was demolished, lest the enemy effect a

lodgement there. We can walk seawards round the green knob scattered with

black boulders, and pick an excellent salad, a kind of African dandelion,

which the carnivorous English miners called 'grass,'--with a big, big D.

Entering the hole in the wall, and passing through a solid arched gateway

and across a small court upon which the prison opens, we ascend the steps

leading to the upper work. This is a large square house, pierced in front

for one door and three windows, and connected by a bridge, formerly a

drawbridge, with the two tall belvideres, once towers guarding the

eastern entrance. The body is occupied by the palaver-hall of the _opper

koopman_ (chief factor), now converted into a court-house and a small

armoury of sniders. It leads to the bedrooms, disposed on three sides. The

materials are trap, quartz, probably gold-bearing, and fine bricks,

evidently home-made. The substantial quarters fronting the sea are breezy,

comfortable, and healthy; and the large cistern contains the only good

drinking-water in Axim. Life must be somewhat dull here, but, after all,

not so bad as in many an out-station of British India. The chief grievance

is that the inmates, the District-commissioner and his medico, are mere

birds of passage; they are ordered off and exchanged, at the will of

head-quarters, often before they can settle down, and always before they

learn to take interest in the place. The works consist of two bastions on

the land side; a large one to the south-east, and a smaller to the

north-east. Seawards projects a rounded cavalier, fronted by dead ground,

or rather water. In the days of the Dutch the platforms carried '22 iron

guns, besides some patteraroes.' Now there are two old bronze guns, two

'chambeis' bearing the mark 'La Hague,' and an ancient iron tube

dismounted: a seven-pounder mountain-gun, of a type now obsolete, lurks in

the shadows of the arched gateway. I afterwards had an opportunity of

seeing the ammunition, and was much struck by a tub of black mud, which

they told me was gunpowder. The Ashantis at least keep theirs dry.

The dispensary appeared equally well found. For some weeks there was a

native assistant; then Dr. Roulston came, and, after a few days, was

ordered off at a moment's notice to the remotest possible station. He had

no laudanum, no Dover's powders, no chlorodyne, no Warburg; and, when

treating M. Dahse for a burst vein, he was compelled to borrow styptics

from our store. This style of economy is very expensive. To state the case

simply, officials last one year instead of two.

The late Captain P. D. O'Brien, District-commissioner of Axim, did the

honours, showing us the only 'antiquity' in the place, the tomb of a Dutch

governor, with a rudely cut inscription set in the eastern wall:--

WILLEM

SCHOORWAS

COMAD. OP AXEM

1659.

Amongst the slave-garrison of twenty-five Hausás I found a Wadai-man,

Sergeant Abba Osman, who had not quite forgotten his Arabic. Several

Moslems also appeared about the town, showing that the flood of El-Islam

is fast setting this way. They might profitably be hired as an armed

escort into the pagan interior.

Axim, preferably written by the Portuguese 'Axem,' was by them pronounced

Ashim or Ashem: no stress, therefore, must be laid upon its

paper-resemblance with Abyssinian Axum. [Footnote: I allude to _The Guinea

or Gold Coast of Africa, formerly a Colony of the Axumites_ (London,

Pottle and Son, 1880), an interesting pamphlet kindly forwarded to me by

the author, Captain George Peacock. I believe, as he does, that the West

Coast of Africa preserves traces of an ancient connection with the Nile

valley and the eastern regions; but this is not one of them.] Barbot calls

it 'Axim, or Atzyn, or Achen.' The native name is Essim, which, in the

language of the Mfantse or Mfantse-fo (Fanti-race), means 'you told me,'

and in the Apollonian dialect 'you know me.' These fanciful terms are

common, and they allude to some tale or legend which is forgotten in

course of time. The date of its building is utterly unknown. The Fanti

tradition is that their race was driven coastwards, like their kinsmen the

Ashantis, [Footnote: In _Wanderings in West Africa_, (ii. 98) I have given

the popular derivation of Fanti (Fan-didi = herb-eater) and Asyanti

(Sán-didi = corn-eater). Bowdich wrote 'Ashanti' because he learnt the

word from the Accra-men.] by tribes pressing down upon them from the

north. They must have found the maritime lands occupied, but they have

preserved no notices of their predecessors. The port-town became the

capital of an upper factor, who ruled the whole coast as far as Elmina. It

was almost depopulated, say the old authorities, by long wars with the

more powerful Apollonia; but its commanding position has always enabled it

to recover from the heaviest blows. It is still the threshold of the

western Gold-region, and the principal port of occidental Wásá (Wassaw).

We may fairly predict a future for Axim. The town is well situated to

catch the sea-breeze. The climate is equatorial, but exceptionally

healthy, save after the rainy season, which here opens a month or six

weeks earlier than on the leeward coast. The downfall must, however, have

diminished since the times when 'the _blacks_ will tell you the wet

weather lasts eleven months and twenty-nine days in the year.' The rains

now begin with April and end in September. The position is south of the

thermal equator (22º R. = 81 5º F.), which runs north lat. 6º on the

western coast, 15º in the interior, and 10º on the eastern seaboard.

[Footnote: Berghaus, following Humboldt, places the probable equator of

temperature (80º 16') in N. lat. 4º, or south of Axim, rising to N. lat.

13º in Central and in Eastern Africa] Add that the average daily

temperature is 75º-80º (F.), rising to 96º in the afternoon and falling

after midnight to 70º, and that the wet season on the seaboard is perhaps

the least sickly. We were there in January-March, during an unusually hot

and dry season, following the Harmatan and the Smokes and preceding the

tornadoes and the rains; yet I never felt an oppressive day,--nothing

worse than Alexandria or Trieste in early August. The mornings and

evenings were mostly misty; the moons were clear and the nights were

tolerable. An excessive damp, which mildews and decays

everything--clothes, books, metals, man--was the main discomfort. But we

were living, as it were, in the open, and we neglected morning and evening

fires. This will not be the case when solid and comfortable houses shall

be built. The improvement of lodging and diet accounts for the better

health of Anglo-Africans, as of Anglo-Indians, in the present day. Our

predecessors during the early nineteenth century died of bad shelter, bad

food, and bad drink.

The town, built upon a flat partly formed by cutting away the mounds and

hillocks of red clay, was well laid out by Mr. Sam, the

District-commissioner, after its bombardment during the Ashanti war. The

main streets, or rather roads, running north-south, are avenued with

shady Ganian or umbrella figs. I should prefer the bread-tree, which here

flourishes. These thoroughfares are kept clean enough, and nuisances are

punished, as in England. Cross lines, however, are wanted; the crooked

passages between the huts do not admit the sea-breeze. Native hovels,

also, should be removed from the foreshore, which, as Admiralty property,

ought to be kept for public purposes. The native dwellings are composed of

split bamboo-fronds (_Raphia vinifera_), thatched with the foliage of the

same tree. They are mere baskets--airy, and perhaps too airy. Some are

defended against wind and wet by facings of red swish; a few, like that of

the 'king' and chief native traders, are built of adobes (sun-dried

bricks), whitewashed outside. Of this kind, too, are the stores and the

mining establishments; the 'Akankon House,' near the landing-place; the

'Gold Coast House,' in the interior; the Methodist chapel, a barn-shaped

affair; the Effuenta House to the north, and the Tákwá, or French House,

to the south.

'Sanitation,' however, is loudly called for; and if cholera come here it

will do damage. The southern part of the narrow ledge bearing the town,

and including the French establishment, is poisoned by a fetid, stagnant

pool, full of sirens, shrimps, and anthropophagous crabs, which after

heavy rains cuts a way through its sand-bar to the sea. This _marigot_ is

the 'little shallow river Axim,' the Achombene of Barbot, which the people

call Awaminísu ('Ghost's or Deadman's Water'). To the north also there are

two foul nullahs, the Eswá and the Besáon, which make the neighbourhood

pestilential. In days to come the latter will be restored to its old

course east of the town and thrown into the Awaminísu, whose mouth will be

kept open throughout the year. The eastern suburbs, so to call them, want

clearing of offal and all manner of impurities. Beyond the original valley

of the Besáon the ground rises and bears the wall of trees seen from the

offing. There is, therefore, plenty of building-room, and long heads have

bought up all the land in that direction. Mr. Macarthy, of the School of

Mines, owns many concessions in this part of the country.

All the evils here noted can easily be remedied. As in the Cairo of

Mohammed Ali's day, every house-holder should be made responsible for the

cleanliness of his surroundings. The Castle-prison, too, rarely lodges

fewer than a dozen convicts. These men should be taken away from

'shot-drill' and other absurdities of the tread-mill type, which diversify

pleasant, friar-like lives of eating and drinking, smoking, sleeping, and

chatting with one another. Unfortunately, humanitarianism does not allow

the lash without reference to head-quarters. Labour must therefore be

light; still it would suffice to dig up the boulders from the main

thoroughfares, to clean the suburbs, and to open the mouths of the fetid

and poisonous lagoons.

Mr. William M. Grant, the clever and active agent of our friend Mr. James

Irvine, came on board to receive us, and housed us and our innumerable

belongings in his little bungalow facing 'Water Street.' We found life at

Axim pleasant enough. Even in these days of comparative barbarism, or at

best of incipient civilisation, the station is not wholly desert. The

agents of the several firms are hospitable in the extreme. Generally also

a manager of the inner mines, or a new comer, enlarges the small circle.

There is a flavour of England in 'A. B. and Co., licensed dealers in wine

and spirits, wholesale and retail,' inscribed upon boards over the

merchants' doors; also in the lawn-tennis, which I have seen played in a

space called by courtesy a square: Cameron, by-the-bye, has hired it,

despite some vexatious local opposition, and it will be a fine _locale_

for the Axim Hotel now being opened. Sunday is known as a twenty-four

hours of general idleness and revelry: your African Christian is

meticulous upon the subject of 'Sabbath;' he will do as little work as

possible for six days, and scrupulously repose upon the seventh. Whether

he 'keeps it holy' is quite another matter, into which I do not care to

enquire. Service- and school-hours are announced by a manner of

peripatetic belfry--a negroling walking about with a cracked muffin-bell.

From the chapel, which adjoins some wattled huts, the parsonage, surges at

times a prodigious volume of sound, the holloaing of hymns and the

bellowing of anthems; and, between whiles, the sable congregation, ranged

on benches and gazing out of the windows, 'catches it 'ot and strong' from

the dark-faced Wesleyan missionary-schoolmaster.

We were never wearied of the 'humours' of native Axim. The people are not

Fantis, but Apollonians, somewhat differing in speech with the Oji; both

languages, however, are mutually intelligible. [Footnote: Oji is also

written Otschi, Tschi, Chwee, Twi, Tswi, Otyi, Tyi, or whatever German

ingenuity can suggest. I can hardly explain why the late Keith Johnston

(Africa) calls the linguistic family 'Ewe' (Ewhe, or properly Whegbe),

after a small section of the country, Dahome, Whydah, &c. He was probably

led to it by the publications of the Bâle and other German missions.] The

men are the usual curious compound of credulity and distrust, hope and

fatalism, energy and inaction, which make the negro so like the Irish

character. But we must not expect too much from the denizens of African

seaports, mostly fishermen who will act hammock-bearers, a race especially

fond of Bacchus and worshippers of the 'devil Venus.' Perhaps a little too

much license is allowed to them in the matter of noisy and drunken 'native

customs,' palavers, and pow-wows. They rarely go about armed; if you see a

gun you know that the bearer is a huntsman. They are easily commanded,

and, despite their sympathies with Ashanti-land, they are not likely to

play tricks since their town was bombarded. In the villages they are civil

enough, baring the shoulders, like taking off the hat, when they meet

their rulers. Theirs, also, is the great virtue of cleanliness; even when

the mornings are coldest you see them bathing on the beach. They are never

pinched for food, and they have high ideas of diet. 'He lib all same

Prince; he chop cow and sheep ebery day, and fowl and duck he be all same

vegeta'l.' They have poultry in quantities, especially capons, sheep with

negro faces like the Persian, dwarf milch-goats of sturdy build, dark and

dingy pigs, and cattle whose peculiarity it is to be either black or

piebald. The latter are neat animals like the smallest Alderneys, with

short horns, and backs flat as tables. There are almost as many bulls as

there are cows, and they herd together without fighting. Being looked upon

as capital, and an honour to the owner, they are never killed; and,

although the udders of cows and goats are bursting with milk, they are

never milked.

The women differ very little from their sisters of the Eastern Gold Coast.

You never see beauty beyond the _beauté du diable_ and the naïve and

piquant plainness which one admires in a pug-pup. The forms are

unsupported, and the figure falls away at the hips. They retain the savage

fashion of coiffure shown in Cameron's 'Across Africa,' training their

wool to bunches, tufts, and horns. The latter is the favourite; the

pigtails, which stand stiff upright, and are whipped round like pricks of

tobacco, may number half a dozen: one, however, is the common style, and

the size is said to be determined by a delicate consideration. Opposed to

this is the highly civilised _atufu_, 'kankey,' or bussle, whose origin is

disputed. Some say that it prevents the long cloth clinging to the lower

limbs, others that it comes from a modest wish to conceal the forms; some

make it a jockey-saddle for the baby, others a mere exaggeration of

personal development, an attempt to make Aphrodite a Callipygé. I hold

that it arose, in the mysterious hands of 'Fashion,' from the knot which

secures the body-cloth, and which men wear in front or by the side.

Usually this bussle is a mere bundle of cloth; on dress occasions it is a

pad or cushion. I had some trouble to buy the specimen, which Cameron

exhibited in London.

Men and women are vastly given to 'chaffing' and to nicknaming. Every

child, even in the royal houses, takes a first name after the week-day

[Footnote:

Men. Women.

Adwo (Monday-born) ... Kajo (Cuddjo) ... Adwoa.

Bena (Tuesday-born) ... Kwábina ... Abiena.

Wuku (Wednesday-born) ... Kwáko ... Akudea.

Tan (Thursday-born) ... Kwáo ... Yá (Yawá).

Afio (Friday-born) ... Kofi (Coffee) ... Afuá.

Amu (Saturday-born) ... Kwámina ... Amma.

Ayisi (Sunday-born) ... Kwasi ... Akosúa (Akwasiba).

Monday is the first day of the Oji week. The Sunday-born is corrupted to

'Quashy,' well known in the United States; hence also the 'bitter cup' of

_guassia_-wood. The names of the days are taken from the seven Powers

which rule them. Kwa-Si would be Kwá (=_akoa_, man, slave), and Ayisi (a

man) belonging to Ayisi. Amongst the Accra people the first-born are

called Téte (masc.) and Dede (fem.), the second Tété and Koko, and the

rest take the names of the numerals. So we have Septimus, Decimus, &c.] of

its birth, and strangers after that on which they land. Cameron, who

shaved his hair, was entitled 'Kwábina Echipu'--Tuesday Baldhead. I became

Sásá Kwési (Fetish Sunday), from a fancied clerical appearance, Sásá being

probably connected with Sásábonsam, 'a huge earth-demon of human shape and

fiery hue.' He derives from _asase_ ('earth'), and _abonsam_, some evil

ghost who has obtained a permanent bad name. Missionaries translate the

latter word 'devil,' and make it signify an evil spirit living in the

upper regions, or our popular heaven, and reigning over Abonsamkru, the

last home of souls, or rather shades of the wicked. Thus _sasabonsam_

would be equivalent to _Erdgeist_, _Waldteufel_, or _Kobold_, no bad

nickname for a miner. The people have a wealth of legend, and some queer

tale attached to every wild beast and bird. In days to come this folk-lore

will be collected.

The gorbellied children are the pests of the settlement. At early dawn

they roar because they awake hungry and thirsty; they roar during the day

when washed with cold water, and in the evening they roar because they are

tired and sleepy. They are utterly spoiled. They fight like little

Britons; they punch their mothers at three years of age; and, when strong

enough, they 'square up' to their fathers.

The first mining business we had to transact was with Kwámina Blay, of

Attabo, Ahin (Ahene) or King of Amrehía, Western Apollonia. He came to

visit us in state on January 28. The vehicle, a long basket, big enough to

lodge a Falstaff, open like a coffin, and lined with red cloth to receive

the royal person and gold-hilted swords, was carried stretcher-fashion by

four sturdy knaves. King Blay is an excellent man, true and 'loyal to the

backbone;' but his Anglo-African garb was, to say the least, peculiar. A

tall cocked hat, with huge red and white plume, contrasted with the dwarf

pigtail bearing a Popo-bead, by way of fetish, at the occiput. His

body-dress was a sky-blue silk, his waist-cloth marigold-yellow, and he

held in hand the usual useless sword of honour, a Wilkinson presented to

him for his courage and conduct in 1873-1874. The Ashanti medal hung from

his neck by a plaited gold chain of native Trichinopoly-work, with a neat

sliding clasp of two cannons and an empty _asumamma_, or talisman-case.

The bracelets were of Popo-beads and thick gold-wire curiously twisted

into wreath-knots. Each finger bore a ring resembling a knuckle-duster,

three mushroom-like projections springing from each oval shield.

Ahin Blay dismounted with ceremony, and was as ceremoniously received. His

features are those of the Fanti, somewhat darker than usual, and his

expression is kindly and intelligent: though barely fifty-five his head is

frosty and his goatee is snowy. The visit was a state affair, a copy in

small of Ashanti and Dahome.

On the left, the place of honour, sat the 'King's father,' that is, eldest

uncle on the female side, evidently younger than his nephew: the language

makes scanty difference between the relationships, and here, as in other

parts of Africa, the ruler adopts a paternity. Six elders, _safahins_ and

_panins_, [Footnotes: The 'Opanyini' (plur. of 'Opanyin') are the

town-elders forming the council of the Ahin (king) or Caboceer, each with

his own especial charge. The Safahin (Safohine or Osafohene) is the

captain of war; the Ofotosanfo is the treasurer; the Okyame is spy and

speaker, alias 'King's Mouf;' and the Obofo is the messenger, envoy, or

ambassador. The system much resembles that of the village-republics in

Maráthá-land.] sat down, in caps and billycocks; the other fifteen stood

up bareheaded, including the 'King's Stick,' called further south 'King's

Mouf.' This spokesman, like the 'Meu-'minister of Dahome, repeated to his

master our interpreter's words; and his long wand of office was capped

with a silver elephant--King Blay's 'totem,' equivalent to our heraldic

signs. So in Ashanti-land some _caboceers_ cap their huge umbrellas with

the _twidam_, or leopard, the _Etchwee_, or panther, of Bowdich, [Footnote:

_Mission_, &c., p. 230 (orig. fol.). The other two patriarchal families

which preside over the eight younger branches, making a total of twelve

tribes, are the Ekoana (_Quonna_), from _eko_ (a buffalo), and the Essona,

from _esso_ (a bush-cat).] and others are members of the _Intchwa_, or

dog-division. These emblems denote consanguineous descent, and the

brotherhood (_ntwa_) of the 'totems' is uniformly recognised. Our guest's

particular ambition is a large state-umbrella, capped with a silver

elephant carrying in trunk a sword. He presently received one sent, at my

request, by Mr. Irvine.

Amongst the elders were scattered small boys, relations of the headmen.

They were all eyes and ears, and in Fanti-land they are formally trained

to make the best of spies. When you see a lad lounging about or quietly

dozing within ear-shot you know at once his mission.

The notable parts of the suite were the swordbearers and the band. The

former carried five _afõa_, peculiar weapons, emblems of royalty. The

blades are licked when swearing; they are despatched with messengers as a

hint to enforce obedience; and they are held, after a fashion, to be holy.

I have never seen more conventional, distorted, and useless weapons. Three

blades showed the usual chopping-bill shape, pierced, like fish-slicers,

with round, semicircular, and angular holes. One, measuring twenty-three

inches and three-quarters, was leaf-formed, dotted with a lozenge-pattern

and set with copper studs. Another was partially saw-toothed. All were of

iron, rusty with the rust of years and hardly sharp enough to cut a pat of

butter. The impossible handles were worthy of the blades, bulging grips

between two huge balls utterly unfitted for handling; four were covered

with thin gold-plate in _repoussé_ work, and one with silver. The metal

was sewn together with thin wire, and the joints had been hammered to hide

them. Cameron sketched them for my coming 'Book of the Sword;' and Ahin

Blay kept his promise by sending me a specimen of the weapon with two

divergent blades used to cut off noses and ears. Bowdich [Footnote:

_Mission_, &c., p. 312] mentions finely-worked double blades springing

parallel from a single handle; here nothing was known about them.

The band consisted of two horns and three drums. Of the latter one was

sheathed in leopard-skin and rubbed, not struck, with two curved sticks. A

second was hourglass-shaped; the sticks were bent to right angles, and the

drummer carried, by way of cymbal, a small round iron plate adjusted to

the fingers with little rings loosely set in the edge. The horns were

scrivelloes, elephant-tusks of small size. At times a horrid braying

denoted the royal titles, and after every blast the liege lord responded

mechanically, 'Kwámina Blay! atinásu marrah' (Monday Blay! here am I).

Interviews with African 'kings' consist mainly of compliments, 'dashes'

(presents or heave-offerings), and what is popularly called 'liquoring

up.' Gifts are a sign of affection; hence the proverb, 'If anyone loves

you he will beg of you.' Money, however, is considered pay; curiosities

are presents, and drink is 'dash.' The 'drinkitite' these men develope is

surprising; they swallow almost without interval beer and claret,

champagne and shandigaff, cognac, whisky, and _liqueurs_. Trade-gin,

[Footnote: This article is made at Hamburg by many houses; the best brand

is held to be that of Van Heyten, and the natives are particular about it.

The prime cost of a dozen-case, each bottle containing about a quart,

fitted with wooden divisions and packed with husks, chaff, or sawdust, is

3_s_. 6_d_.; in retail it is sold for 6_s_., or 6_d_. per bottle. Strange

to say, it has the flavour of good hollands. The latter, however, in small

bottles is always to be bought on the Gold Coast, and can be drunk with

safety.] being despised, is turned over to the followers. Before entering

upon this time-wasting process I persuaded the Ahin and _panins_ to sign

the document enabling me formally to take possession of the 'Izrah Mine.'

The paper was duly attested and witnessed; and the visit ended with a

royal 'progress' to the fort, where the District-commissioner did the rest

of the needful.

Next day the King made a friendly call without basket or band. His cocked

hat was exchanged for a chimney-pot so 'shocking bad' that no coster would

dare to don it. Such is the custom of the chiefs, and if you give them a

good tile it goes at once into store. He made us promise a return-visit

and set out to collect bearers.

Hereabouts a week is as a day. Whilst carriage was collecting we inspected

the neighbourhood of Axim. Our first visit was to Bobowusúa island, a

'fetish place for palavers,' where the natives object to guns being fired.

Here it was that Admiral van Ruyter built his battery of twelve cannons

and forced Fort Santo Antonio to surrender on January 19, 1642. The rock

is of trap, greenstone, or whinstone, which miners call iron-stone and

Cornishmen 'blue elvan:' this diorite, composed of felspar and the hardest

hornblende, contains granular iron and pyrites like silver. Some specimens

are beautifully banded in onyx-fashion and revetted with 'spar' (quartz)

of many colours, dead-white and crystalline, red and yellow. We find the

same trap on the mainland. Near the smaller Akinim or Salt-pond village

there is a mass threaded with quartz-veins from north to south (1º 30'),

bossed by granite dykes [Footnote: It is generally believed that these

granite injections have been cooled and consolidated deep below earth's

surface.] trending east-west (96º 50'), and traversed by a burnt vein

striking 67º. From the surf-boat we remarked that there were no sharks;

apparently they shun coming within the reefs. Our landing was not pleasant

for the Krumen; the shallow bottom was strewed with rounded pebbles, and

the latter are studded with sharp limpets and corallines. We climbed round

the seaward bluff, fissured with deep narrow clefts, up which the

tide-waves race and roar. Here the trap has a ruddy hue, the salt water

bringing out the iron. Corallines, now several feet above water, clothed

the boulders. This, corroborated by a host of other phenomena, argues a

secular upheaval of the island, and we find the same on the mainland.

There were fragments of grey granite, but not _in situ_; all had been

washed from the continent, where it outlies all other formations.

Water-rolled bits of brickstone also appeared; and hence, probably, Dr.

Oscar Lenz [Footnote: _Geolog. Karte von West-Africa_. Gotha, Justus

Perthes, 1882.] makes Axim and the neighbourhood consist of _rother

Sandstein_ upon laterite.

Bobowusúa is a cabinet of natural history. The northern flank is ever wet

with dew and spray; the southern shows a little dry earth and sand. The

latter in this and in other parts of the islet is a medley of comminuted

shells. We collected cowries of four kinds, large and small, crabs and

balani, lobsters and sea-urchins (_erinacei_) with short spines;

diminutive rock-oysters and a large variety with iridescent

mother-o'-pearl, pink, red and yellow. The latter yields a white

seed-pearl, and here, perhaps, we might attempt to develope it into

That great round glory of pellucid stuff,

A fish secreted round a grain of grit.

A single snake-slough and an eight-ribbed turtle were found. The short,

sandy neck of the eastern knob is a playground for 'parson-crows' and

scavengers (turkey-buzzards); hawks, kites, and fish-eagles, white and

black, while the adjacent reefs are frequented by gulls, terns, and small

cranes.

Above the rock-line is a selvage of low vegetation--ipom[oe]a, white and

mauve-flowered; rushes and tangle-grass, a variety of salsolaceæ, and the

cyperus, whose stalk is used like the _kalam_, or reed-pen, further east.

These growths are filmed with spiders' webs, whose central shafts lead to

their nests. The highest levels, only a few feet above water, are grown

with a dense bush that wants the matchet. Here are remains of plantations,

a little knot of bananas, a single tall cocoanut, many young palms, and a

few felled trunks overgrown with oysters. Europeans have proposed to build

bungalows on Bobowusúa, where they find fresh sea-air, and a little

shooting among the red-breasted ring-doves, rails, and green pigeons

affecting the vegetation. It appears to us a good place for mooring hulks.

The steamers could then run alongside of them and discharge cargo for the

coming tramway, while surf-boats carrying two or three tons could load for

the Ancobra River.

The eastern or inner continuation of Bobowusúa is Poké islet, a similar

but smaller block. During spring-tides they are linked together and to the

shore by reefs that stand up high and dry. Poké is the rock where,

according to Barbot, 'the negroes put their wives and children when they

go to war.' The tradition is that the Dutch mined it for silver. The metal

is known to exist in several places on and behind the coast, at Bosumato,

upon the Ancobra River south of 'Akankon,' and even at Kumasi. Besides,

gold has not yet been found here unalloyed with silver.

I was fortunate in collecting from this part of Africa stone-implements

before unknown to Europe. My lamented friend Winwood Reade, [Footnote:

_The Story of the Ashantee Campaign_ (pp. 2-4 and 314). London, Smith and

Elder, 1874.] one of those

Peculiar people whom death _has_ made dear,

was the first to bring them home from the eastern regions, Akwapim

(Aquapim), Prahsu, and the Volta River. Arrived at Axim, I nailed to the

walls of our sitting-room a rough print showing the faces and profiles of

worked stones. The result was a fair supply from the coast both up and

down till I had secured thirteen. [Footnote: I read a paper upon these

stone-implements (July 11, 1882) before the Anthropological Society at the

house of my friend, the President, General A. Pitt-Rivers; and made over

to him my small stock. It will find a home at Oxford, with the rest of his

noble anthropological collection, lately presented to the University.] All

were of the neolithic or ground type; the palæolithic or chipped was

wholly absent, and so were weapons proper, arrowpiles and spear-points.

Mr. Carr, the able and intelligent agent of Messieurs Swanzy, brought me

sundry pieces and furnished me with the following notes. The 'belemnites'

are picked up at the stream-mouths after freshets; but the people, like

all others, call them 'lightning-stones' (_osráman-bo_) or _abonua_,

simply axe. They suppose the _ceraunius_ to fall with the bolt, to sink

deep in the earth, and to rise to the surface in process of time. The idea

is easily explained. All are comparatively modern, and consequently thinly

covered with earth's upper crust; this is easily washed away by heavy

rains; and, as thunder and lightning accompany the downfalls, the stones

are supposed to be the result.

The _osráman-bo_ are used in medicine; they 'cool the heart;' and water in

which they are steeped, when given to children, mitigates juvenile

complaints. One of my collections owes its black colour to having been

boiled in palm-oil by way of preserving its virtues; it resembles the

_básanos_ of Lydian Tmolus; but the Gold Coast touchstone is mostly a dark

jasper imported from Europe. The substance of the thunder-stone is the

greenstone-trap everywhere abundant, and taking with age a creamy patina

like the basalt of the Haurán. I heard, however, that at Abusi, beyond

Anamabo (Bird-rock), and other places further east worked stones of a

lightish slaty hue are common. About New Town and Assini these implements

become very plentiful. Mr. S. Cheetham informs me that the thinner

hatchets, somewhat finger-shaped, are copied in iron by the peoples of the

Benin River. These expert smiths buy poor European metal and, like other

West Africans, turn out a first-rate tool.

Axim seems to have been a great centre of stone-manufacture. Mr. Carr

showed us a dozen huge boulders of greenstone, chiefly at the eastern

angle of the wart that bears, in dangerous proximity to his stores, his

powder-magazine. The upper surfaces are scored and striped with

leaf-shaped grooves, formed like old Greek swords; some of them are three

feet long by three inches wide and three deep. I made a sketch of the

place; Cameron photographed it, and on return carried off a huge slice of

the block, which is now in the British Museum. We afterwards found these

striated stones on the sea-ward face of St. Anthony Fort, in northern

Axim, and on other parts of the seaboard.

Axim, the gate of this El Dorado, has not yet much reason to thank England

for ruling her. A mean economy annually hoards from 20,000_l_. to

30,000_l_, [Footnote: In 1878 the revenue was 105,091_l_. and the

expenditure 68,410_l_., and in other years the contrast was even greater.

The omniscient 'Whittaker' tells us that in 1879 the figures stood at

54,908_l_. income versus an outlay of 46,281_l_.; and there was no debt.]

forwarded to the colonial _caisse_, to be wasted upon 'little wars,' and

similar miseries, instead of being spent upon local improvements. The

unwholesome bush (the Dutch 'bosch') or wood, backed by the primæval

forest, surges up to the very doors. The little plank-bridges are out of

repair, and the merchants will not supply the Government with new boards,

save for ready money; otherwise payment may be delayed for a year. The

highway to head-quarters, Cape Coast Castle, is a yellow thread streaking

the green, a hunter's path trodden in the jungle. For 16_s_. 6_d_. a

private messenger goes to and returns from the capital, a distance of

eighty-two miles, in four or five days. The public post starts on

Wednesdays, halts without reason between Fridays and Mondays at Sekondi

(Seecondee), and consumes a week in the down-march. I have already noted

the want of sanitation, the condition of the ammunition, and the absence

of medical stores. It moves one's sense of the absurd to compare the

desolate condition of the Goldland, which is to supply the money, with the

civilised machinery in England which is to work it, companies and

syndicates, shares, debentures, and what not.

I have treated the subject of Axim with a minuteness that is almost

'porochial;' its future importance must be my excuse. The next chapter

will show that we are truly in the Land of Gold, in an Old New California.

And now to conclude this unpleasant account with the good words of old

Barbot: 'Axim, in my opinion, is the most tempting of any on the coast of

_Guinea_, taking one thing with another. You have there a perpetual

greenness, which affords a comfortable shade against the scorching heat of

the sun, under the lofty palm and other trees, planted about the village,

with a sweet harmony of many birds of several sorts perching on them. The

walk on the low flat strand along the seaside is no less pleasant at

certain hours of the day; and from the platform of the fort is a most

delightful prospect of the ocean and the many rocks and small islands

about it.'

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