was approaching the village, and I hoped he would allow me to come
within the gate. I waited for an answer to this message with great
anxiety, for the lion kept prowling round the village, and once
advanced so very near me that I heard him rustling among the grass,
and climbed the tree for safety. About midnight the dooty. with
some of his people, opened the gate, and desired me to come in.
They were convinced, they said, that I was not a Moor, for no Moor
ever waited any time at the gate of a village without cursing the
inhabitants.

August 16.--About ten o'clock I passed a considerable town, with a
mosque, called Jabbee. Here the country begins to rise into hills,
and I could see the summits of high mountains to the westward.
About noon I stopped at a small village near Yamina, where I
purchased some corn, and dried my papers and clothes.

The town of Yamina at a distance has a very fine appearance. It
covers nearly the same extent of ground as Sansanding, but having
been plundered by Daisy, king of Kaarta, about four years ago, it
has not yet resumed its former prosperity, nearly one-half of the
town being nothing but a heap of ruins. However, it is still a
considerable place, and is so much frequented by the Moors that I
did not think it safe to lodge in it, but in order to satisfy myself
respecting its population and extent, I resolved to ride through it,
in doing which I observed a great many Moors sitting upon the
bentangs, and other places of public resort. Everybody looked at me
with astonishment, but as I rode briskly along they had no time to
ask questions.

I arrived in the evening at Farra, a walled village, where, without