After many days travelling, during which I had often changed masters, I got into the hands of a chieftain and was sold again. I was now carried to the left of the sun's rising, through many different countries and a number of large woods until I came to a town called Tinmah, in the most beautiful country I had yet seen in Africa. Here I saw and tasted for the first time sugar-cane. Their money consisted of little white shells, the size of a fingernail. I was sold here for one hundred and seventy two of them. Thus I continued to travel, sometimes by land and sometimes by water until, six or seven months after I had been kidnapped, I arrived at the sea coast.