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THE ROMANCE OF ' ADVENTURE.

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THE ROMANCE OF ADVENTURE. THE BLOODY CITY OF BENIN. I By CAPTAIN ALAN M. BOISRAGON. I This is the story of Ojo Ibadan, one of the war chiefs of Benin City, who was taken prisoner at the capture of that place by the British Expedi- tion under Admiral Kawson on 11th February, 1897. I may add that it is perfectly true that he treated the five prisoners,when he got his share of loot, after the late Mr Phillips's expedition, ex- tremely well, as they themselves testified whan found at the taking of Benin Citj. Arthur Chester, District Commissioner, Benin, 17th March, 1897. i Yes, Benin City was a bad place, very bad fllace, all blood and sacrifice. Every day there 'were many sacrifices, and at the time of the big 1 Customs it was blood, blood, blocd. all day ong. I do not say it was the fault of Adjumanni the King. He was only King by favour of the Juju councillors, and had to do what they told him. If he did not, then. I think, he would have been sacrificed also, and there would have been another big custom.' I knew him well, for we nsed to play together when we were boys, and sometimes after he became King I used to go when it was dark to see him, so that the Juju Councillors might not know. I am not a Benin mau-curs that they are-I am a Yoruba by my father's side. If the Benin dogs had only been Yornbas,you white men would never have reached Benin City in spite of all your soldiers and your big guns that fire so quick. No, no we would have killed you all in the bush before you got to the city. But the"e Binnis- bah-they are dogs, and worse than dogs. They were frightened to show themselves, thinking that if they were seen the white man's Juju would kill them at once. I have said I am a Yoruba. My father was a big chief in Ibadan, but had to leave hurriedly. How do I kuow why ? He never told me. Per. haps it was a woman palaver, for, though he brought ten slaves with him, he brought no wife. He came to this country and soon became a big man, and married the daughter of Ekaudu, the Ring's uncle. She was my mother. "Aly father was made a war chief and taught these Binnis to fight in the Yoruka fashion, and, though they were like monkeys in fighting, him they would I ollow, so that, whenever there was a war palaver anywhere, my father would be sent. He was killed fighting in the Abracca country. I was young at the time, and was not made a war chief for some years afterwards. Then I led many war expeditions, and my man learnt to follow me, like his had followed my father. I had also married a wife, Ansah, the daughter of Inserim, one of the Juju councillors. She ran away the day I was made prisoner, and I have not seen her since. But for Inserim, I should have been made a sacrifice myself. How was that, you ask ? It was this way. Vtny moons ago I led an expedition into the Sobo country, and burnt many towns and made many prisoner, who were kept'to be sacrificed at' he beginning of the New Year, at the Custom of the King's father's death. Amongst these Was tbe girl yonder, Foulah. whom I took as my own share of spoil, and whom I Joved exceedingly. Now it is the custom in Benin after an expedi- tion for the prisoners to be portioned out, to the King so many, to the councillors so many, to the chiefs so many and these slaves are to be kept to the next Custom when sacrifices are wanted. Now, when the division took place, it happened that Essian, one of the councillors, and a bloodthirsty evil old man, cast his eyes on Foulah and wished for her as part of his share. But I told him no. That I had captured her and she was mine. Then he went to the Council and accused me of not obeying the laws of the land and not committing the proper number of sacrifices. If it had not been for my father-in- law, Inserim, they would have made me a pri- soner and sacrificed me at the altar of the War God. But, owing to him, they only deprived me of my chieftainship, and sentenced me to pay a fine. What cared I ? I had Fonlah and I loved her and she loved me, and we were contented. Besides I knew that my men would follow no one else, so that in war time they woald call on me again. Now as the New Year approached the people began preparing for the Custom of the anni versary of the King's father's death. So many slaves were told off to be sacrificed at the altars; so many for the sacrificial pits, of which each family possessed one at least; so many, and these were women, for the crncifixiou on the 3acrificial trees. Among these, to my horror, was Foulah. However, I determined she should not die, and made preparations to run away with her and trj to get to the white man's country. That old scoundrel, Essia.n, had made two attempts to sieze her, but each time my men had been too quick for him and saved her. One day he came to me and said that, if I gave her to him, he would arrange that she should not be sacrificed and would get another woman appointed in her place. I spat on him, the dog, and told him that, if he came near me again, I would kill ¡ him! Just as the New Year began, and all was being prepared for the Custom there came a report that the white men were coming with a big expedition. Then it was said that they were bringing no soldiers, only many, many carriers. The King, whom I saw secretly, told me that he wished to receive them, and let them come to the City; but the Juju priests decided that they should not be allowed to come, and that if they tried to they should all be killed. My company of soldiers were ordered tc go and stop them, but they refused to go without their chief, and, as I had thought, 1 was once more made a war chief and told to go in command of them. Our plans were these. My enemy, Essian, ard two other big men were to go down and receive the white man at Gwatto waterside. They were to tell the white men that the King could not receive them at the Benin City, but if they would still come Essian was to send me a messsenger and I would be ready for them with my soldiers. It all fell out as we thought. The white men told Essian that they were determined to go to Benin City, so, as I was marching down the road towards Gwatto, I met a messenger coming from Essian, who said that the white men would leave Gwatto the next morning, and that I should be ready. I chose a place which is near the village of Egoru, which is nearly midway between Benin City and Gwatto. There was a little hill running along close to the road, and behind it I placed my soldiers, two hundred nd fifty men, and ordered them that no one should fire until I did, for I thought that if they fired too soon some of the carriers might get away. Soon after midday Essian and his party, and some of the Gwatto chiefs, came along and told me that some of the white men would be there very soon. Presently they came, several white men first of all, with a soldier carrying a flag and a Benin City man as guide, whom I knew, called Basilli, and who had been sent away from the country a long time before for evil doing. The white men were all talking and laughing together, and none of them nor any of their carriers, who were Jekris, bigger curs than the Bennis even, seemed to have seen any of my men or guessed that there was anyone there. When the first of their party had arrived opposite the end of our line I thought that the proper time had come for the signal and fired, killing a black man who was walking close to the white men. Then all my sol-liers fired, and we killed many, and of the rest nearly all ran away, and immediately my soldiers came up and cut off the heads of those who were killed or were too badly wounded to run away. Bat the white men, who had been in front, had escaped so far, and they came back along the road. They were brave nfen, those white men, for though they only had sticks, they kept rushing ac tny soldiers, who, when they saw them near, ran away instead of cutting at them with their machetes. And I saw the great Essian being chased by one white man with a stick for a long distance into the bush. I did not run away, but kept calling to my men t come and kill the white men with machetes, and that they had no guns, but even me the cowards would not obey. Then one white man came up, and as I cut at him seized me and several more, both white and black, came and took my machete and gun, and I thought would kill me, but I managed to escape. Meanwhile my soldiers kept reloading and firing from the bush, and presently all were killed except a few white men, who were carrying another who was wounded and could not walk. At last I collected some of my soldiers, who, creeping near to thera, fired again and killed them all except two, who ran away, and must have died in the bush, for they were never seen again. Then i. went down the road, and found that my soldiers had killed or taken prisoners nearly all the white men's following. The road was like a river of blood, and all aioug it there were the dead headless bodies of the men that my soldiers had killed. All the white men were dead, and of the black men we took to Benin City eighty heads and one hundred and thirty prisoners. Then I went back to my house and FouiaLb. After this I was given five prisoners as slaves and five mo.:e to be kept for the big Custom.' Of these latter one was dressed in white man's clothes, so that I thought he must be a big chief in his own country, but he said, No. That he was only the white man's servant, who called biro Tom, and that he came from far away uti the sea, from a place they called Acra.' These 1B IT five I tried to save also, but was not able to. Three days after we came back began the big Custom,' which lasted a fortnight, and during which time the King showed himself thrice to the people, as he went to the sacrificial altars when the most important of the sacrifices took place. On these days he wora his King's dress, which was so covered with coral and beads that he could scarcely walk. Also his cap was covered with the same, so that but little of his face could be seen. 6ame, so that but little of his face could be seen. You ask me what happened at this time. How can i tell you ? It was blood, blood, blood all over the city till we could see and smell nothing bnt blooi. All through the night one heard the sound of the big wai drum, on which the skin of ft man was stretched, talking to the people a.nd eaying that now was the time of sacrifice. At early morning all the other drums began to talk, until it was time for the King's procession to the altars. Then, as he appeared, they al began at once, and all the music from the horns and ele- phants' tusks began also. As the King moved from his house all the people of the city rushed forward to see him, dancing and shouting for joy, in one huge seething crowd, and men had to go before him with big clubs, beating the people aside to make a passage for him. All the great chiefs followed after him. When we came inside the big Juju compound, where the altars were, the King seated himself before them with his chiefs all round Ifim, and the- people came in till there was not room for a fly. Then the Juju priests and executioners took their places at the altars, and the victims who had been selected were brought forward, with their hands bound behind their backs and were made to put their heads on the altars. The priests made prayers before the altars, and they and the executioners, who were armed with sharp swords, looked like perfect devils. The King touched each of the swords and then the executions began by the executioners cutting at the heads of the victims. Sometimes they killed them, sometimes not quite, but after each stroke the victims were removed to make place for others, and were thrust down the sacrificial pits whether dead or alive. The man called Tom was chosen as one of the principal sacrifices, because he was dressed like a white man. -1 Very soon the altars were running with blood and the priest", and executioners were rud with bloool themselves and more like devils than ever and, as each sacrifice was taken back to the pits, as many of the people as could get near them rushed at them and, dipping their hands in the blood, rubbed it all over themselves, till they were all red too like the priests and executioners. "When the proper number of victims for the day had been sacrificed, the King's procession formed up again and he went back to his house. But now the passage was even more difficult than ever for the people were like madmen with excitement and joy, and many of them were knocked down by the clubs of the men who prepared the way for the King. and some even were killed. At other times it was the ceremony of the sacrifice on the crucifixion trees, and the victims for these, as I have said before, were women. Before my last expedition,when the white men were killed, I had gone to Juju councillors, and had obtained from them a promise that Foulah should not be sacrificed, but that I should be al- lowed to keep her,so that I was happy,for she was safe. or I thought so, and I loved her. Fool that I was, I relied on the promise of liars, of men who knew not how to keep their word. Now, after the first week of the Custom there were no more women for the Crucifixion trees, and the priests selected more, and, though I knew it not, they had. through that devil Essian's persuasion, selected Foulah and had gone, against their for- mer promise to me and lied to me, the dogs that they were. My father-in-law, Inserim, was for- bidden to tell me under penalty of death. Suddenly one night, when most of my men were away, there came knocking at my house and I found it surrounded by men belonging to Essian and to other chief s, who were jealous of me and hated me. These demanded Foulah for a sacri- fice, but, before they could enter, I and the few men with me had seized our swords and attacked them. In a short time all my men were killed or seized and at last I, badly wounded, waa bound with thongs and taken, a prisoner, to the house where they kept the victims for the next morn- ing's sacrifice. Short as the time had been, it was long enough f or Foulah to escape to the house of one ofimy captains,where she remained bid. In the morning, wounded and 'Ck as I was, I was bound again and brought before the altar and placed with my head on it to wait for the stroke of the executioner, and I thought that now I was indeed a dead man. Suddenly there was a great commotion, and the King, who was always my friend, arrived, and with h im all my men and friends. He ordered the priests to release me, but this they would not do until, fearing a commotion amongst my friends, who were many, they con- sented to take me back to my prison, offering to release me if I would give up Foulah. I told them that they might kill me at once, as I would not give her up. On that very day came tne news that the white men with many, many soldiers, had come, I soma to Gwatto, some to liogbo, which is near to Benin City,,auci -,orae to Sapobah and that at Sapobah and Gwatto many of the Binnis had been killed. Then the douncillors would have re- leased me, but I was too ill to fight so I was kept prisoner still. So the days went by, and every day came more reports that the white men were coming nearer and nearer, and that they must be great Juju men, for none of them seemed to die but plenty of the Binnis were killed. At last, one day, we in the City heard the sound of many big guns, and presently one big shat fell close to ray prison. Soon after that my door was opened and Foulah came to me and cut my thongs and told me that the white men were in the City and that Adjummani, the King, and all the Binnis had fled. Then the white men came and took us prisoners but they bound up my wounds, and one of your Juju men touched them with ointment, so that they soon became well. That is my story, only I would tell you that the Juja man you have hung to-day is my old enemy, Essian, and that this maiden near me is my Foulah."

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