In our older and more energetic colonial days we had
a garrison on the Isles de Los. They found the
climate inferior to the Banana group, off Cape Shilling.
Factory Island still deserves its name. Here M.
Verminck, of Marseille, the successor of King Heddle,
has a factory on the eastern side, an establishment
managed by an agent and six clerks, with large white
dwellings, store-houses, surf-boats, and a hulk to
receive his palm-oil. The latter produces the
finest prize-cockroaches I have yet seen.
My lack of strength did not allow me to inspect the
volcanic craters said to exist in these strips, or
to visit any of the ‘devil-houses.’
Mr. G. Neville, agent of the steamers at Lagos, gave
me an account of his trip. Landing near the French
factory, he walked across the island in fifteen minutes,
followed the western coast-line, turned to the south-west,
descended a hollow, and found the place of sacrifice.
Large boulders, that looked as if shaken down by an
earthquake, stood near one another. There were
neither idols nor signs of paganism, except that the
floor, which resembled the dripstone of Tenerife, was
smoothed by the feet of the old worshippers.
When steaming round the south-western point we saw—at
least so it was said—the famous ‘devil-house’
which gave the islands their Portuguese name.
Factory is divided by a narrow strait from Tumbo Island,
and the latter faces the lands occupied by the Susus.
These equestrian tribes, inhabiting a grassy plain,
were originally Mandengas, who migrated south to the
Mellikuri, Furikaria, and Sumbuyah countries, and who
intermarried with the aboriginal Bulloms, Tonko-Limbas,
and Baggas. All are Moslems, and their superior
organisation enabled them to prevail against the pagan
Timnis, who in 1858-59 applied to the Government of
Sierra Leone for help, and received it. Of late
years the chances of war have changed, and the heathenry
are said to have gained the upper hand. The Susus
are an industrious tribe, and they trade with our colony
in gum, ground-nuts, and benni, or sesamum-seed.
It is uncommonly pleasant to leave these hotbeds and
once more to breathe the cool, keen breath of the
Trades, laden with the health of the broad Atlantic.
CHAPTER XI.
SIERRA LEONE: THE CHANGE FOR THE BETTER.
After a pleasant run, not in a ‘sultry
and tedious Pacific,’ covering 490 miles from
Bathurst, we sighted a heavy cloud banking up the
southern horizon. As we approached it resolved
itself into its three component parts, the airy, the
earthy, and the watery; and it turned out to be our
destination. The old frowze of warm, water-laden
nimbus was there; everything looked damp and dank,
lacking sweetness and sightliness; the air wanted
clearing, the ground cleaning, and the sea washing.
Such on January 17, 1882, was the first appearance
of the redoubtable Sierra Leone. It was a contrast
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