Mr.Park admitted the rashness of the attempt, but assured him that he had no alternative, for not having any money, he must either beg his subsistence by travelling from place to place, or perish from want.

Karfa now looked at him with great earnestness, informing him that he had never before seen a white man, and inquired if he could eat the common victuals of the country.

He added, that if he would remain with him till the rains were over, he would conduct him in safety to the Gambia, and then he might make him what return he pleased.

Mr.Park having agreed to give him the value of one prime slave, he ordered a hut to be swept for his accommodation.
Thus was Mr.Park delivered by the friendly care of this benevolent negro, from a situation truly deplorable, but his fever became daily more alarming.

On the third day after his arrival, as he was going with Karfa to visit some of his friends, he was so faint that he staggered and fell into a pit; Karfa endeavoured to console him, and assured him that if he would not walk out into the wet, he would soon be well.