46 12 1226 https://www.liberianhistory.org/files/original/b88adcc9f5f83d3f5db138a67843a4f7.pdf 344a26dd0dcd3a8f68eb8827f2a347d4 Diary Transcription Any written text transcribed from a sound <div class="WordSection1"> Sat Oct 16th We passed a sleepless night. In the first place our beds were placed under the eaves of used dwelling with merely palm stem walls so that the fire light from inside filtered thru and lighted up our nets. Secondly the mosquitoes were fierce keeping the babies crying and the people slapping. And 3rdly they, the people, either due to the advent of the white man or for other causes palava’d most of the night being particularly noisy around 200. But then such is life. They even kept Dr. Strong awake who was in the eaves of another house. After breakfast at about 600 we packed up all our beds etc and by 630 had shipped them off, Dr. Strong and Shattuck going along too. Hal and I stayed over to take some pictures of the town. And There was a set of elephant jaws, 4 of them – 2 large and two small , which we took besides some town scenes. Then we started at 730 and walked comfortably across the ridge and down the other side. When we got to the rocky stream we spent about a half an hour swimming and sunning ourselves. Then And so we walked finally into Chekomma to find our beds set up and everything ready for us. Leave True 720 Arr. Chekomma 1040 </div> <div class="WordSection2"> 5 SE 10 S 15 E 10 S 15 SW 50 S 60 Swim 20 S 10 SW </div> We got out of our dirty clothes and put on clean ones. Then we looked around. Some patients came in of which I took some pictures for Dr. Strong, while Hal shaved and washed up. I also cut shaved down one of my plate magazines which has swelled and loaded it. At about 400 Hal and I went out to take some pictures but we were not too successful and the light was getting poor. Some of the children here have made designs in white on their faces – as tho they had used white chalk. When I first went out with my camera all the people fled out of town into the bush. True town Chekomma is not very large nor very neat altho its population is greater than would be expected from the number of huts. The huts themselves are small and as at True are largely made of stems of palm leaves with a thatch roof. <Drawing of raised hut> The floors of all of these are about 1 ½ - 2 ft above the ground and the fire is also on the same level. Whether this is to keep out ants or water I don’t know. Some of them have a sort of door step upon which they can sit. In the middle of the town is a clump of palm completely surrounded by the antique lower jaws of elephants killed long ago. When we first got here we saw several monkeys in the trees nearby they are remarkably tame. In the evening after supper I got out my ukulele and played for about an hour and so to bed. Dr. Strong was asleep when I stopped, I don’t now whether in desperation or not. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context D2_Section34 Title A name given to the resource The Harvard African Expedition, Book 2: October 16, 1926 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Loring Whitman Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 10/16/26 Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Chekomma, Hinterland, Liberia Area now known as: Sinoe County, Liberia Type The nature or genre of the resource Diary Entry Cartography Drawings Elephants Houses Kitchens Leisure Luggage Primates Villages https://www.liberianhistory.org/files/original/02f5405b9f34f70ccc8586b1358b5a2e.pdf d015aa1d9b7c000623170f8208986f6f Diary Transcription Any written text transcribed from a sound Friday Oct 15th Fortunately for us it didn’t rain last night so that we were not forced to use our raincoats. And except for the jabbering of our men before they went to bed we passed a very quiet night. Early in the morning we sent Africa and Washman out to look for Burmah and Vani. After breakfast we packed up and gave out some more rice to the porters. Then when all was ready we loaded up and again started down stream to the correct crossing place. Fortunately it was only about 20 minutes and we were soon there with all our loads ready for action. In the meantime Willie and a local man brought the raft down stream loaded with trunks which they landed on the other bank before coming for us. We paid off the women and let them go back but kept the men to help us get our stuff to the nearest town and possibly farther. Then Dr. Strong, Washman and I crossed the river. The raft is a rather precarious affair made of two logs touching in the bow but about 3 ft appart in the stern. These are held in place by half logs pegged on with wooden pegs. About Altho it is probably much easier to paddle than a regular raft its capacity is limited and one must sit very quietly unless a bath is wanted. <Drawing of logs pegged with wooden pegs> When we got to the other side, the washman and I set off guided by the English speaking boy – en route for Chekomma – where we hoped to get porters and persuade the people that we were not soldiers. After 20 SE we reached True town a small village of about 15 huts where our guide lives * Then we set out for the big town at a good pace. For the first half hour we passed thru rather swampy country which required a good deal of wading thru mud or shallow puddles in the trail, then we started to climb- slowly at first then more steeply and passing from swampy to more rocky country *The chief of True asked washman his name – “Washman” as the reply. And mine – “White man”. Both excellent names. I don’t know whether washman has another name or not. It was rather pleasant to realize that you were actually gong over a hill but at best the tropics are hot without hill climbing. And when we got to the top – about 5-600 ft above True we had no view thanks to the thickness of the jungle vegetation. After that we dropped down over a series of small humps for about half an hour where we came to a clear cocky brook in which I filled my canteen. This we followed out of the forest into the open farm land crossing it every few minutes as it grew larger and larger. Then we came to Chekomma and porters. When we got in I found a man who spoke English well and seemed to have authority. I explained that we wanted porters, that we were not or did not have soldiers and that we paid our men. He said he would do his best and right away. While he was recruiting men I made sure thru the washman that all understood that we would give them a shilling a piece. And so it was not long before we had 40 – mostly women lined up and ready to go. My recruiter promised also to send more. And Then I put on my hat and set forth once more on my way back to True. We made a very rapid return to headquarters cutting 15 minutes off our going – over time. So this We got back by two o’clock going giving ample time for the carriers to load up and go back to Chekomma the same afternoon. However as Dr. Strong, Hal and Dr. George had unpacked and spread their things in the sun we decided to keep our personal things and spend the night were we were altho we cut off all boxes etc which we did not need immediately. And as the washman wished to return to Checkomma we let him go with the loads to watch after them. Still we At least the trip was not a failure and I got porters. The rest of the day was spent in getting washed up and into clean clothes after the last few days. True town is a very pleasant place nestling in the bush with a high hill to the west as a welcome background. It really gives the impression of being shut in by hills mountains even tho they are only on one side. However the tall trees make up for the rest. After supper we sat in the moon light until a shower drove us in for a moment. Later we walked about the town looking over the houses standing out dearly against from the shadows in the silver floodlight. A flock of big birds flew into one of the tall trees for the night – big birds – like a small goose, with long necks and bills, big wings – but short tails. They fly in a V and make a noise half way between a honking and a cackling. Maybe we will shoot them in the morning – if we see them. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context D2_Section33 Title A name given to the resource The Harvard African Expedition, Book 2: October 15, 1926 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Loring Whitman Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 10/15/26 Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Tru Area now known as: Sinoe County, Liberia Chekomma, Hinterland, Liberia Area now known as: Sinoe County, Liberia Type The nature or genre of the resource Diary Entry Birds Drawings Leisure Luggage Rafts Rivers Villages https://www.liberianhistory.org/files/original/ded580206105bd766c1c1195d3d9e119.pdf 93bd814caa51d2883740e8abbcf715e8 Diary Transcription Any written text transcribed from a sound <div class="WordSection1"> Thurs Oct 14th We had quite a job getting away today. In the first place our headman tried to get the people to run away – about 3 AM. – We got up and stopped that. Then at 500 we fed them rice – or rather Burmah did. And at 545 we breakfasted and got ready to leave. One man – the headman of the town was very helpful indeed for last night he went out to some of the half towns and got us 12 men for the heavy loads. As t was with those men, the women we had kept over and the rest of the women in town we did not have quite enough to move us so that all our boys had to double up and help. My boy carried a trunk while I carried the guns. Another one – Vani had all my cameras. Colbar and Shaeffer carried boxes. Willie and Flumo carried heavy duffle bags. And so we got on our way leaving a barren town behind us. It was slow going and doubly difficult because of the many bridgeless creeks which had to be waded or crossed on slippery logs. The women – altho they carry well – are very poor at crossing these latter and usually have to have their loads crossed by the men or by a few women who are more able to walk the logs with a load. And that all takes time and trouble. However there were few real stops and at 900 we got to the River Cess – a big brown river with densely wooded banks. Then we started down it towards a crossing place of indefinite location. The trail was but a path – and very frequently a muddy one where the river has flooded its banks and spread its fine mud over the dead leave and roots. And every few minutes we came to some sluggish brown creek with steep banks which crossed might be crossed by some perilously slender log – or waded – at times above ones waist. It was slow going and we were constantly helping the people across these streams. At about 1100 having worked up thru the carriers I sat down on a huge root which crept snake like for some 2 ft away from the base of a huge tree overhanging the River. I ate a couple biscuits which I had in my pocket and counted the porters as they came thru. There I took out my notebook and wrote as follows – I am sitting by a river – a big muddy brown torrent which roars beside me – On a majestic root of an equally majestic tree. And all about me are slender but tall trees, and vines, which rise up-up-up to leaf out into a delicate green ceiling which permits only little elusive patches of sunlight to clash thru and light up the dead leaves of the floor. Locusts drone in chorus – first one getting the rust out of his wings in rasping clicks before bursting forth in full blast, to be followed by another and another until the rivers roar becomes but a murmur by comparison. And then suddenly they cease – together and as the silence shuts in the river comes back to life. A butterfuly jerkily flights from one sunlit patch to another alternately disappearing in the shadows. A hornbill passes overhead on creaking wings to sail by with the wind rushing thru his feathers. Then I am alone again with only the rolling waters and the breathless trees waiting for some caressing breeze, sitting on a majestic root of our equally majestic tree. Then I got up and continued on my way. Soon I came to another creek where the women were having a particularly hard time – so I staid there and helped them across by lifting the loads off their heads and carrying them up the bank. <Drawing of man and boat> All in all I was there some seventy minutes before all had crossed. And the next one was the worst for it was about 30 yds across and in one place was up to my neck. Here I took off my shirt and for the next half hour carried box after box across on my head. Most of the women are a good 6 or 8” shorter than I and would have disappeared completely under their loads. My big stunt was to carry a 2 man trunk – about 100 lbs across without breaking my neck or depositing it in the water. But less the sun always shines and the girls were so over joyed that they put their arms around my neck – or to be more accurate two of the small girls who were carrying very light loads – could not swim – and being small I swam them across the deepest part carrying them on my back. Hal wanted his movie camera. Then off again. And immediately came to another creek. Here I became arboreal and climbed thru the trees with my gun – water bottle umbrella etc. I thought I was doing well but later I saw Shaeffer do the same with a chop box on his head on top of which was perched a green duffle bag. And still people doubt evolution. But at the 430 we came to what we thought to be the crossing. All in all we must have crossed 30 creeks during the day some of which we waded, some we crossed on poles and some we took to the trees. The women were all good and tired so that when they deposited the loads, they leaned up against roots or logs and full asleep. Most of the men – including our boys climbed into the branches to rest some of them climbing way out over the water. Before we got thru it looked as tho a party of big monkeys had descended on the place and had perched themselves in the trees to watch us. But two were missing – Burmah and Vani – for B. had had a fever and had been up most of last night keeping the porters from running away and distributing rice. Then when he carried a box it was too much and he had collapsed. Vani stayed with him and neither came in by dark. As soon as we got to the river bank some natives showed up on the other shore but after looking us over departed. One of our men swam across and after a while finally we got in thought with a youth – who spoke English and who told us that the crossing was about a mile below. Finally But we persuaded him to cross with a raft – which he finally did but down stream – and then walked up to talk to us. But by that time it was to dark. He told us that his people were afraid that we were soldiers and had run away, but that if we sent a white man with him he could better get porters. So we let him go back and asked him to return in the AM. Then we set about setting up our beds. After great difficulty I got a small fire going in a place where I thought we could camp and had the boys clear it. Then we got the essentials brought up and set up the beds – nets etc in the open with no protection except the leaves overhead. We all got out rain coats in case of trouble but otherwise were unprepared. In the meantime Sando had cooked supper so that we were soon able to sit down at our table in the forest to a hot supper. It was very pleasant to be sitting among green trees and tall straight tree trunks a few of which caught the lantern light and stood out from the inky blackness which surrounded us. And then between us and the river were our porter s- squatting or lying around fires – small glowing fires over some of which were boiling pots of rice. A tired lot of porters – mostly women – but uncomplaining as they sat around fitfully flicking coals in the jungle blackness. There were some six of the groups and as we wandered among them after supper – ready to distribute rice – we had to carefully step over the prostrate forms of many whom sleep had overcome. And over all was impenetrable shadows. Just before going to bed Hal and I sat down – with the white shadows of our mosquito nets looming vaguely about us. And over all the ground was almost a solid mass of luminous phosphorescent covering all sticks and roots where we had scraped away the surface covering. I picked up a stick to find it glowing on all sides as I rolled it over. And occasionally patches of moonlight filtered down to us from above. The river roared – and at times big deep throated tree frogs practically bellowed from out the darkness. And so to bed. We changed our watches today Thurs Oct 15th 25 minutes to better conform better with the sun. Leave Weea 710 Arr. Crossing 430 </div> 15 SW 20 SE 10 S 10 E 20 S 10 Lost 15 SSE 5 Lost 5 ESE To Cess R. 30 SW 40 SW 10 stop 15 SW 15 Stop 45 SSW 35 stop 10 SW 70 Stop 180 SW-W Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context D2_Section32 Title A name given to the resource The Harvard African Expedition, Book 2: October 14, 1926 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Loring Whitman Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 10/14/26 Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Cess River, River Cess District, Grand Bassa County, Liberia Area now known as: Cestos River, Rivercess County, Liberia Type The nature or genre of the resource Diary Entry Boats Camps Cartography Drawings Luggage Primates Rice Rivers Trails & paths Tropical forests Villages https://www.liberianhistory.org/files/original/61d56a58b219dca6f6489e7e1245f0c7.pdf f7f915b533f6699abc5a713a99ac0a93 Diary Transcription Any written text transcribed from a sound <div class="WordSection1"> Wed Oct 13th. Well we got women carriers today – a whole al village full – 8 of which were carrying babies on their backs. The 14 men of the day before stayed with us – which was fortunate as two men loads on poles cannot be carried by women. As there is a fork in the trail – one way going to River Cess – the other to Sino – I went ahead with an interpreter to see that our loads all went the proper way. Then having got them all on the right track I went up them the line and made sure that all women with babies had the lightest loads. And having some extras I was able to relieve some of them from duty for the present. For quite a while we moved very slowly passing thru swamps and mud holes every few minutes until I was soaked and covered with mud. Then we climbed up into higher and dryer country passing along a leaf and covered trail beneath small hut tall trees which leafed out into a thick roof over our heads. At 1100 Hal and I stopped for a swim in a rocky stream which crossed our trail, A nice bubbling stream with a sandy pool about 15 ft long. It was a very refreshing swim and when we went on we felt on the crest of the wave. However our joy was short lived for we caught up with Dr. Strong to find that some men woman had run away leaving us two loads with no carriers. So we put the head man under one and Africa under another and were off. The head man has few carrying babies all day and helping a lot. Soon we came to a half town where we gave every body a rest – And told them again that they would be pair for carrying. It cheered them up and I am sure that many of them had not heard that good word before. The washman found another Devil costume here and as before danced during our stay. He is a very genial soul and keeps everybodies spirits up. An hour and a quarter later we arrived at Weea town – our destination where like our porters we chopped sugar cane for lunch. Then we had some tea and crackers – took a bath and paid off the porters after a long argument in which Hal and I were for paying first and asking them to stay afterwards rather than keeping them and paying them for 2 days after they carry tomorrow. Hal and I won. Leave Granh 645 Arr. Weea 200 </div> <div class="WordSection2"> 15 SW 15 Stop 30 SE 10 Stop 20 SE 10 ESE 10 S 10 SSE 10 SE 10 E 10 ESE 20 E 10 ESE 15 S 30 Stop 15 S 10 SW 25 Swim 40 S 15 SE to 30 half town 20 S 20 SSW 10 S 15 SW 10 WSW. </div> Distance 16 miles Weea town has also been depopulated by the D.C. but as it is small at best, I doubt if his ranks were swelled greatly. But it is a nice place and gives one the impression of being very much out of the way, especially as they it is surrounded by big bush. It is a clearing in which stand a dozen huge trees of the forest – looking still more gigantic and majestic for their isolation. And once more we are among banana trees – with their tremendous tropical leaves. There is quite a lot of native tobacco here each patch surrounded by a little fence. There is one of these for nearly each hut. But it is not very good having small leaves which come off branched stems instead of the huge leaves growing directly off the main stalks as we have it at home They also do not pick off the buds. <Drawing of leaves> The Washman still a third time has discovered a devil costume and this evening by the light of the tropical moon he is doing some rather clever native dancing. I am sure that he is a professional devil in his own home town. It is a bright moonlight night – a tropical moon with the big black trees – standing alone and passing up and up until their feathery leaves disappear and merge with the sky. The stars are dimmed by the brilliance of it all. I sat and smoked my pipe. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context D2_Section31 Title A name given to the resource The Harvard African Expedition, Book 2: October 13, 1926 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Loring Whitman Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 10/13/26 Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Granh, Hinterland, Liberia Area now known as: Garhn, Nimba County, Liberia Type The nature or genre of the resource Diary Entry Cartography Ceremonial objects Drawings Leisure Trails & paths Villages https://www.liberianhistory.org/files/original/bbd25952385cde0d7061091494f89af1.pdf a88f9cf0457fb15086d0d5b02be34652 Diary Transcription Any written text transcribed from a sound <div class="WordSection1"> Tues Oct 12th We got up leisurely at about 530 to chop and get our loads off, and after a short hrs walk arr at Granh – our original destination. The total mileage from tappi is about 25 miles. When we got there we debated for quite a while whether it would be better to go right on to Weea with the same porters or not. Granh town was deserted thanks to the D.C. taking all the available men to carry him to Daoru – and all the rest of the people had run away. It was a delicate position – for it we stayed and our men ran away we would not be able to move. On the other hand if we went we were told that it would take us till dark at least to get to the next town – all day three bush, and our porters were tired. In the end however we decided to rest up – both because it was Dr. Georges birthday and because the headman promised that his men would not run away. In the meanwhile Hal and I - mostly Hal bought rice to feed the porters and to carry with us for emergency. Leave Tappi 845 Arr. Zai 540 </div> <div class="WordSection2"> 10 SWW 10 SW – to Barnike (potato vine) 5 lost 5 SW 25 W to Zaigbue 20 W 5 ½ S to Vanh 75 W <-----(W) 3 SW to Granh 10 WSW 15 S 15 SW 10 SSW 10 SW <-----(W) 5 lost 55 S 5 Stop 20 WSW 30 SW </div> <div class="WordSection3"> 5 S </div> <div class="WordSection5"> 15 E 10 SW 10 S 10 SES 10 SSW 10 SSE 10 SW 15 SE 5 SW <-----(W) 10 SW to To Uwee 10 WN 10 W 15 SW to 10 SW 15 S 10 SW 15 W to Zai Distance 22 miles </div> <div class="WordSection6"> Leave Zai 645 Arr. Granh 745 </div> <div class="WordSection7"> 10 SSE 10 S 10 SSW 10 S 10 SSE 10 </div> Distance 3 miles We settled down for the day which we declared a holiday. We got out our beds and had them set up – we had the boxes and trunks stacked under the edge of our house, and we bought a goat – in honor of G.C.S. which was pursued around the village before being finally cornered. Dr. Strong and Shattuck shaved and washed. Hal took a bath and I spent an hour stackin refurnishing and oiling the folding stands for our wash basins and bath tubs. Then we settled down to a life of ease. Our house is really well designed – with a raised place for the beds like this. <Drawing of inside and outside of house> It was very comfortable and cool in the bargain. Also the beds being on a platform – a woven floor were in above the dirt and we could step around them with no worry about getting dirty. It was a great success. Hal took a nap and then read – Dr. Shattuck read and wrote in his diary as did I. Dr. Strong wrote up his notes and practiced on his violin both in the morning and afternoon. So passed the day. I located us on our map. About 300 a thunder shower came upon us and I doubt I have ever seen it rain harder for 10 or 15 minutes before. It came down so fast that the level ground became a pool with rapids running thru it where there was a slight drainage. I got out the movie camera and took some pictures for the fun of it. But as quickly as it came it went, and soon the sun was shining as brightly as ever and the ground was dry. At about 300 we offered to give the porters rice but were told that they had gone out to look for wood and cassava. When however we called them at 500 we found that instead of foraging they had slipped two by two out of town and were on their way home – unpaid. It was rather awkward – particularly as there were only some 14 left out of 60 – And all this just as Dr. Georges birthday supper was ready to serve. We palava’d, threatened, swore and stormed but it yielded none of our lost men – and w were rather discouraged. Still we gave rice to the remainder and sat down to dinner. – Goat meat, sweet potato – squash, rice, a bottle of Sauterne brought from Monrovia – cocoa etc with Plum pudding for desert – a real bang up feast. And how we did eat. Afterwards Hal and I took a short stroll thru the again deserted town before going to bed. What will the morrow bring? Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context D2_Section30 Title A name given to the resource The Harvard African Expedition, Book 2: October 12, 1926 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Loring Whitman Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 10/12/26 Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Granh, Hinterland, Liberia Area now known as: Garhn, Nimba County, Liberia Type The nature or genre of the resource Diary Entry Cartography Drawings Food Kitchens Leisure Luggage https://www.liberianhistory.org/files/original/f7001a0e81125081f0834c8a2cacdd3c.pdf 76796d6e05702812187a3235eaa3eaa1 Diary Transcription Any written text transcribed from a sound Mon 11th – We arose early – 500 to pack and have breakfast – and it was not long before all our supplies – boxes trunks and bags were lined up in front of our house. – But there were no porters. Some 15 or 20 men were gathered near the commissioners residence – but what are 15 men when we needed 70. A bit later 10 men showed up whom the quarter master provided for us. Then Dr. Strong went over to see Parker – the ass’t D.C. who suggested that we send some of the our boys down to the town to help round up men. The trouble is that D.C. Carter left here day before yesterday with 200 men and none of them have come back. Our boys were able to get a few men which they added to the group outside of the commissioners house. In the meantime Hal and I went in search of the interpreter to find the names of the intervening towns on the way to Granh – our destination. As we were standing on the porch we saw some men and women – with empty baskets – coming up from the town and were told they were Mandingos. We went out to see them and they beated around the govt compound on the outside of the fence. So when they showed up on the far side we sent the boys out after them. Then just at that time the Mandingo Chief came dashing out and ordered the men to go on, that we had no business to stop them. We told him that we had letters from the Secty of the Interior – and War, instructing all chiefs, headmen etc, etc. to comply with the wishes of the H.A.E. and to supply them with men. We wished to show him these – and in the meantime keep his men from running away. But he ignored us and tried to shove his people thru us. Some of our boys ran ahead and stopped them again at which he grew vexed and ran after them. – We pursued and a soldier actually collared the chief. He next tried to shove some of our other wise arranged porters off with his own people. We were a bit peeved – especially at his disrespect for the govt and his entire disrespect for us, and Dr. Strong told him he was going to take him to Monrovia if he didn’t change his tactics. When we got back into the compound he Parker came over and the Chief harangued abut not being white man’s country and that the white man should not be allowed to humbug the people etc etc. We were also annoyed with that language and asked Parker to tell him to go easy or such including language – but parker being a bit weak sort of “sh-sh’d” us. Then the Mandingo Chief told Burmeah that he was a fool to work for the white man and obey his orders. Burmah got peeved and called him a fool. And so you can see that we had a very merry palava. In the meantime Dr. George and I got the other boxes loaded up and sent them off. Dr. George going with them. There we went over to say good by to Parker only find that the Mandingo had registered a complaint and what did we have to say about it. We had plenty to say but didn’t attempt to finish complete the story. We told what happened how the men had gone around the compound – how the Chief had told them to go on and wouldn’t pay any attention to govt orders etc. Parker seemed to indicate that the Mandingo was exempt from service – and that it was all our fault. But we had to be getting under way. We said good bye to him and to Mr. Taylor. In the town we found 7 loads deposited and found that the chiefs men had run away – having been stopped by two men who tried to get all porters to run away. It was rather awkward and a rather dirty final blow from the Mandingo. But after a short delay we gathered some pwales together and were off. Talking of women carriers we have about 15 min our caravan today due to a shortage of men – and they make excellent carriers too. 3 youths in Red Jeyes were also carrying but they tried to quit at the first town. After much palaver we got then under their loads with 2 messengers to prod them on their way. The first town has for a naïve Barnigree- potato vine. As Dr. George was ahead with most of the men I set out to join him leaving Hal to look after the half dozen stragglers – so I set off at a fast pace to catch him. It was quite hot – even at 9 – and before long I was ringing wet, for there was no shade and the road was broad and white. I passed thru Zaigbue, Vanh, and at Gineh I found Dr. Shattuck trying to get a man for a deserted load. He told me that they reported no more towns for many hours and asked me to keep the main bunch of porters moving – so I pushed on and finally caught up with the crowd. We had passed now from second growth to big bush and again it was cool going. Tall trees and slender vines with little sun breaking thru the roof of leaves far above. The men were moving along quite steadily and it was merely a matter of walking along thru the matted dead leaves up and down over miniature hills and valleys. And thanks to Widaho 200 men and the D.C.’s 200 the trail was well cut up and whenever there was water it was a slimy muddy ditch – and there was plenty of water. I don’t think I have seen so much mud since leaving Monrovia. But as I said before, it was cool and very pleasant to walk continually in the shadow of the forest. About 100 some of the men stopped to bathe in a stream and as they had been carrying well I stopped to give them a change. Dr. George caught up with me there and for the next half hour we walked together – eating a roll a piece which he had in one of his bags. Then for the safety of our safari I set out to pass up thru the carriers and see that they did not run away at the next town. Once more I was off at a fast pace and it was not long before I started to go thru small groups sitting down to rest here and there. I did not disturb them but continued right on thru wading streams with a vengeance – There were plenty of streams, too and I had the pleasure of watching one build up from small sandy brooks to a large river. But finally I had passed all – except one woman carrying quite a heavy load who strode along at a very fast pace without any slowing for obstacles. I was quite content to stay behind her – and she paced me all the way to the next town Uwee where I sat down to wait for the rest. Sando was there and got some water boiling for tea. About 20 minutes later Dr. George arrived and we had our tea – and a biscuit a piece – the second since 530. Then we waited. There was an elephant hunter who had just come up from Granh and reported it to be about 2 ½ hours away. Otherwise he knew little of the country. Uwee was deserted except for him and his two men for what hadn’t run into the bush at the D.C.’s approach had been incorporated in that gentlemans party. At about 400 the Mandingo and his people came thru – to place a complaint with the D.C. – sweet fellow. And 5 minutes later Dr. Strong and Hall. So on we went with much grumbling and with the sun slowly setting. At about 500 I was sent ahead to tell Shattuck to stop at the next town as it was getting too dark to travel but he was so far ahead that I didn’t catch him for some 15 minutes – and that was 15 minutes beyond the nearest town – about 10 huts. So we continued and at 530 I passed ahead to make sure that all porters stopped at the next one. And from there one – I walked very fast in the dusk – thru filthy mud and over rotten bridges to Zai town where I called a halt. It was a small deserted village – about 12 huts most of them palm leaf stems for log walls and only about 5 mud huts. It looked rather dilapidated but it was dark so why worry. Dr. George soon came in and immediately set out with a flashlight to cheer the carriers in. I had one hut cleaned and as the boxes cam in assorted and stacked them so that there could be some order and protection. Dr. Strong came in next and finally Hal at about 700 – pitch dark – for the sun sets at 530 with all the porters. He only had a miniature flashlight to light his way in. Then came a spasm of unpacking – bedmaking – table setting and brief washing and at about 815 Chop – well earned Chop – except for 2 rolls the first chop since 530 A.M. But before we ate Dr. George and I distributed a cup of rice to each of our carriers – male and female. The washman discovered a devil costume – grass skirt etc with not which he spent the entire evening rushing around and playing devil – it was quite amusing. But we didn’t finish chop til quarter of nine – so we went to bed immediately afterwards. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context D2_Section29 Title A name given to the resource The Harvard African Expedition, Book 2: October 11, 1926 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Loring Whitman Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 10/11/26 Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Zaigbue (Ziagbe), Hinterland, Liberia Area now known as: Zaba Town, Sinoe County, Liberia Vanh, Hinterland, Liberia Area now known as: Nimba County, Liberia Gineh, Hinterland, Liberia Area now known as: Nimba County, Liberia Uwee, Hinterland, Liberia Area now known as: Nimba County, Liberia Zai Town, Hinterland, Liberia Area now known as: Zia Creek, Nimba County, Liberia Type The nature or genre of the resource Diary Entry Bridges Ceremonial objects Cultural relations Kitchens Luggage Performances Politics &government Roads Trails & paths Tropical forests Villages https://www.liberianhistory.org/files/original/507d09f0fd08a8842823801e6aaa285b.pdf 4f9afda8885f809c20ceb0f184fc3b4c Diary Transcription Any written text transcribed from a sound Sun Oct 10th A day of leisurely packing – By slowly mulling over Tin trunks etc I managed to get them packed and ready to go with very little exertion. Then I got some canvas and mended my torn sneaker – also leisurely. I next turned my attention to some rusty locks which needed oiling. While I was doing that Mr. Taylor’s hunter returned the cap gun to Hal – and having vitiligo I took his picture, still later the leopard men in chains came along – and I took their pictures. Then came lunch – I speak of it because we had goats liver in abundance instead of tea and bread. – quite a change especially when you realize that we had guinea chicken for breakfast. In the afternoon I made some prints from lunch time until 400 of scenery – of medical cases from Gbanga to the present, - of pictures of the boys promised from the Du etc As well as a picture of Hal I took the other day. When I got thru I packed my developing trunk and packed my tin trunks – for of course I had to unpack it to get paper and negatives. I also wrapped up the 3 squirrels I skinned the other day which has been drying on one of my wooden boxes, and then started to write up yesterday in my diary. But the schoolmaster came in to say goodbye – so I had to drop it for the moment. The other day when Hal went up to see him he found him tying up together some women who were working. The story came out then that a man had left a woman as a pawn with him and she had run away to the town. But when the schoolmaster asked the chief for her speedy return he denied her presence in the town. The schoolmaster thereupon captured these damsels to work until the pawn came back, which happened to be the same afternoon – and brought by the chief. Such is Liberia. Still he s a friendly soul and came to wish us bon voyage – saying “some people we likes to see go but you people haven’t caused us a bit of bother.” Quite nice of him. Just before supper Hal and I went for a walk along the road into the golden clouds over black trees. Of course this was to get an After a appetite for another round of goat. It is really damned good. And after supper Hal and I have let ourselves down to finish writing up the day’s events. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context D2_Section28 Title A name given to the resource The Harvard African Expedition, Book 2: October 10, 1926 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Loring Whitman Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 10/10/26 Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Tappi Town, Hinterland, Liberia Area now known as: Tapeta, Nimba County, Liberia Type The nature or genre of the resource Diary Entry Cultural relations Diseases Laborers Leisure Luggage Physical restraints Specimens https://www.liberianhistory.org/files/original/433ff681e29488a5749270fc145e94ba.pdf c9757df7f535116d15bb27827881bb5e Diary Transcription Any written text transcribed from a sound Sat Oct 9th. For the first time since returning from Sessu I got some exercise today. At about 20 minutes of eight, Dr. Strong, Dr. Shattuck and I set out for Zugas town in search of prospective medical victims to chop – literally. On the way back from the Fr. Board they had seen these cases and asked them to come to Tappi for treatment. And when they didn’t come we sent Africa after them only to find that they had come to Tappi. That day but had then disappeared. It was a case of mohammed going to the mountain so off we set. It was pleasantly cool and after the first half hour along a nicely shaded trail very similar to that on the way to Sessu town. – Dr. George and I walked on ahead chatting about odds and ends and occasionally hearing monkeys leaping off thru the tall trees and vines. All in all it was extremely pleasant going. After about 2 hrs we came to our destination – to find it practically deserted, and except for an wary emaciated woman none of our perspective victims were there. The first thing I noticed was a row of elephants lower jaws varying from quite large to quite small. <Drawing of elephant jaws> There were six of them – one quite a big bigger than the rest. Then two medium sized adults and 3 younger ones. Either it was some grave or fetish of sorts. I took a picture of it. In the meantime some people had been gathering and my collecting spirit awakening I bought one more hairpin altho Shattuck beat me to another – of copper or copper rich bronze – which I could have liked. They – the people – also brought us some pumpkins which we gladly bought. Then we had them sweep out the remains of the blacksmith shop – a very low open sided thatch shelter- I started to work. The people were curious – as was to be expected and crowded around us for a while but as the novelty wore off and the heat wore on they retired to the shelter of the nearby houses and watched us from the shade. Dr. George and I went over and called on the very thin lady. In addition to her back of flesh she has one eye which inclines to point to heaven. But her wits seem to be entirely there and she is still of cheerful disposition even tho she later admitting that she had a devil of a job enter feeding herself – she has no teeth. All conversation with her – as with the rest was thru two interpreters 1 English to Pessi 2. Pessi to Gio Our first was Africa – our second was a red headed negro – of pleasant face with red eyelashes. I took some photos of the lady as she stood jauntily leaning on a cane – But blood smears were negative – Evidently just old age and starvation. Our next patient was a woman with a very pleasant face and kindly brown eyes – white features but a black skin – whos soft palate was damaged – (urula gone) – And who had an enlarged liver and an old periostitis of the tibia – probably syphilis. *I took a picture of a young girl clad in next to nothing who had the physique and looks of a boy – but strong and powerfully built. Dr. Strong in the meanwhile had sent out to the rice farms fro the towns people not wanting to have wasted a whole day on an empty village. And so we sat. I amused myself by taking a photo of Willie – Dr. Georges boy and fairly short – holding an elephants femur -. He is about 5 ft and the bone was at least 3 ½ ft long; quite a sizeable leg bone. Some of the ladies like wear very close to the minimum <Drawing of cloth> this kind of thing, But patience was rewarded I one of the “spotted” cases came in – A woman with huge scar like masses all over her body, arms and somewhat on the legs. Most of these were raised placques about 1/2'” high and rough and shiney like a huge round scars, but some actually over hung the base like the lobe of an ear. And these completely encased her upper body and arms. The same tissue had formed in the notch at the elbow drawing up her arm into a permanent bend. <Drawing of elbow> I took some photo’s and the Md’s then took a few snips off them to study under a microscope and to section at home. No 4. Was a man with what looked to be the remains of an old smallpox while again he had lost not only the urula but the whole soft palate. The cartilage of his nose had gone giving him the most ape like profile of any man I have ever seen. No 5 – Gangosa – a horrible sight. Gangosa is the more or less rotting away – first of the soft parts and then the bone. In this case the nose, lips and connecting sections were gone leaving front teeth and tongue visible. One eye was merely a puff. And all looked fly blown – a mealy round mass with one eye and few teeth showing thru – That completed the day – so we packed up and returned to camp – getting home about 430. Hal had spent a rather dull day, hunting for guinea fowl and small deer with no success till 200 other packing chop for a 3 day trip we are not going to take altho we are going to leave tappi. Our plans had been to go to twoway (tui) town tomorrow on a medical hunt – but thanks to lack of time and lack of accurate knowledge of the distance to and the size of the town we have decided to get on our way to the coast and spend our extra days there. Colbar shot a guinea fowl which we will chop for breakfast – good for Colbar. Before the D.C. left this A.M. he sent over a goat. This we had butchered and will live high tomorrow. In the evening I checked off – as Harold says – 2 dozen more pictures. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context D2_Section27 Title A name given to the resource The Harvard African Expedition, Book 2: October 9, 1926 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Loring Whitman Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 10/09/26 Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Zugas Town, Hinterland, Liberia Area now known as: Nimba County, Liberia Tappi Town, Hinterland, Liberia Area now known as: Tapeta, Nimba County, Liberia Type The nature or genre of the resource Diary Entry Birds Ceremonial objects Diseases Drawings Elephants Physical fitness Primates Specimens Trails & paths Tropical forests Villages https://www.liberianhistory.org/files/original/f46b946c3b3cae310f484a02674842cf.pdf a6ccc786c01fb97885986537edb2f1be Diary Transcription Any written text transcribed from a sound Fri Oct 8th This morning we got a rather curt note from the commissioner saying that the case had been represented against us and would we see him at 200. Dr. Strong was a bit annoyed and decide dot call on the commissioner “one time” but unfortunately just at that time He His Excellency departed in a hammock with his retinue to look over the road construction, particularly the cut just outside the town. So we were forced to wait. In the meanwhile I wrote in my diary and later went out to get a bird to skin but was sent back home by the continual showers. Just at lunch time the commissioner returned and so Dr. Strong went over and disappeared into the official Dwelling. In the meantime we ate wondering what was going on. When the Chief came back he seemed pleased and reported that the commissioner had been very agreeable, saw our side and that he had been sorry but with the complaint made had a felt it was necessary to bother us to the extent of a chat. After lunch I continued diary writing and brought it absolutely up to date. Later I got out my developing outfit and set up shop. As I was getting chemicals the commissioner came for a call and we spent a very pleasant time listening to him. In the first place he knows all the faults of the people and the govt. – particularly the frontier Force – and admits that the latter does a large amount of harm by plundering the native villages and driving the people away from the govt. Secondly he seems to know the people and can work better with them. And 3rdly he is our agreeable personage. He told us more about the leopard societies. In the first place the govt. is having a lot of trouble stamping it out. 30 people have been killed around tappi town in the last month. The govt gets a lot of people (suspects) and gives them the sasswood – a poison which theoretically kills the guilty and leaves the innocent unscathed. Those who confess are put in chains and a few may reform. The rest are trust to the mercy of the sasswood. Both men and women are members of the society but which is a society usually at the beck and call of the chiefs who use them as official assassins. Otherwise they take turns getting a victim for the common pot – for it is a cannibal society. Their clothes are as follow s- They wear a net over whitened skins which in the night looks spotted black and yellow. They have an iron set of claws like a leopards claws paw extended with which they can claw scratch and tear the subject and they have an iron implement which wounds makes a wound like an leopards tooth. So it goes. The blacksmith must be a member too. – About the grip of each ( the wrist of the leopard) is loose leopards fur as that in case of accident the hair will be evidence of a leopard. – And to finish they have a leopards food on a stick with which they make tracks around the scene of murder. “Just dirt” said the commissioner another society of which he knows less and which has been stamped out by the govt is the crocodile society – This is like the leopard society but is aquatic . They have a gourd over their head to breath in. They upset the canoe and -. After supper I developed 32 4X5 pictures. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context D2_Section26 Title A name given to the resource The Harvard African Expedition, Book 2: October 8, 1926 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Loring Whitman Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 10/08/26 Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Tappi Town, Hinterland, Liberia Area now known as: Tapeta, Nimba County, Liberia Type The nature or genre of the resource Diary Entry Birds Construction Cultural relations Kitchens Leisure Politics &government Roads Specimens https://www.liberianhistory.org/files/original/b559e332a356ba9f90b6c2486153a7a0.pdf 5b12d89bc8e8b78bb1461b82eac7a4c7 Diary Transcription Any written text transcribed from a sound Thurs Oct 7th I skinned a squirrel brought in yesterday and cleaned his skull which took me most of the morning. Hal went bird hunting for guinea fowl but was no more successful than I. In the While we were eating the D.C. arrived and so Hal and I rushed out to take pictures of him as we entered the compound and stepped out of his hammock. He had a tremendous retinue of people and was accompanied by 3 gentleman in hammocks like himself The Liberian flag was carried in front of his hammock. <Drawing of hammock> These hammocks with their covers are merely a cover with a cross bar at each end for the men to carry with. The hammock is supported from the ends of a longitudinal pole. Later in the afternoon we went over to call on the commissioner – a purely social call. He is a short fat little man who looks soft but apparently is quite strict with the natives. We talked about the expedition and the country etc and looked over the maps parts of which he said were made from native reports. Hence tappi town is some 25 miles out. When we first arrived there I found a N.Y. times – Sunday Jan 24 1926 – Complete. I read the sporting page section. Later we had a row with Sando whom we fined the other day because he lost his way instead of keeping with the porters and never got to the French Border. He said he shouldn’t be fined and got quite fresh for which we told him to go to the kitchen – and he refused saying “I want my 10 shillings”. So we have him a kick in the behind and told him to go. He then upon reported us to the commissioner. Dr. Strong and Shattuck went for a walk and Hal and I took the time to ration the sugar. After supper we sat around and talked for a while before going to bed. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context D2_Section25 Title A name given to the resource The Harvard African Expedition, Book 2: October 7, 1926 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Loring Whitman Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 10/07/26 Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Tappi Town, Hinterland, Liberia Area now known as: Tapeta, Nimba County, Liberia Type The nature or genre of the resource Diary Entry Birds Drawings Leisure Politics &government Specimens https://www.liberianhistory.org/files/original/32b506562b7c58ec2b10e8ddc9ae07e1.pdf 3c65c27e4c34f1470342874eb82b1ea0 Diary Transcription Any written text transcribed from a sound Wed Oct 6th Stayed in bed all morning while Hal skinned a mongoose. It was raining so I didn’t really object. My temp was do to normal but I was on a restricted diet. I wrote a bit in my diary and roughly checked up our position on the map by Shattucks compass readings. After lunch I got up and took life easy and about 430 wandered over the Mr. Taylors where Hal was taking notes on the animals of Liberia as I have know them by Mr. Taylor. We sat there for about an hour and a half asking questions, etc. I have made a list of Liberian names for their animals some of which are quite amusing. Racoon = civet Bush cat’s = Genet ? Tiger cat = Golden cat ? Tiger = Cheetah Bush dog = Mongoose Bush hog = pig Rhino = big hippo Sea cow = piquay “ Alligator = long nose Croc. Crocodile = short “ “ Elk, Reindeer } = Bongo Red deer = Bush buck Bush goats = Black Duiker Black buck = Red “ “ Gazelle, fullatongu } = Maxwells “ Jack = Royal Antelope Antbear = Pangolin Water deer = Chevrotain Bush cow = Buffalo Antelope = {all black, all grey – very big Wild jackass = Harnessed antelope Beaver = Otter And then after supper we went to bed early – Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context D2_Section24 Title A name given to the resource The Harvard African Expedition, Book 2: October 6, 1926 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Loring Whitman Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 10/06/26 Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Tappi Town, Hinterland, Liberia Area now known as: Tapeta, Nimba County, Liberia Type The nature or genre of the resource Diary Entry Diseases Specimens https://www.liberianhistory.org/files/original/db153fac0544eaa910ef8c63b49da9f6.pdf 7229406f7cf5f83e123312850db6a9df Diary Transcription Any written text transcribed from a sound Tues Oct. 5th. In the morning Mr. Taylor and I went out after guinea fowl again but altho I dropped one with a broken wing I found that they could run thru the grass and into the bush without my getting a shot. Also the 20 which I had has not enough punch for guinea fowl except at close range. So we were unsuccessful. When I got back I felt a little low so I sat down to write in my diary while Hal and Mr. Taylor skinned a monkey a hunter had brought in. But as I was writing I got colder and colder and the first thing I knew I was shivering with fever. So I put on my sweater and lay down with 2 blankets over me just shivering. Later Hal brought me a hot water bottle and took my temp – 103.1. Dr. Strong and Shattuck returned today. Dublin Core The Dublin Core metadata element set is common to all Omeka records, including items, files, and collections. For more information see, http://dublincore.org/documents/dces/. Identifier An unambiguous reference to the resource within a given context D2_Section23 Title A name given to the resource The Harvard African Expedition, Book 2: October 5, 1926 Creator An entity primarily responsible for making the resource Loring Whitman Date A point or period of time associated with an event in the lifecycle of the resource 10/05/26 Coverage The spatial or temporal topic of the resource, the spatial applicability of the resource, or the jurisdiction under which the resource is relevant Tappi Town, Hinterland, Liberia Area now known as: Tapeta, Nimba County, Liberia Type The nature or genre of the resource Diary Entry Birds Diseases Primates Specimens