A modern slavery by Nevinson, Henry Woodd 1906
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Henry Woodd Nevinson 1856-1941
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A modern slavery by Nevinson, Henry Woodd, 1856-1941
Publication date 1906
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THE following chapters describe my journey in the Portuguese province of Angola (West Central Africa), and in the Portuguese islands of San Thome and Principe, during the years 1904, and 1905.
An agent, whom for the sake of politeness we may call a labor merchant, goes wandering about among the natives in the interior — say seven or eight hundred miles from the coast. He comes to the chief of a tribe, or, I believe, more often, to a little group of chiefs, and, in return for so many grown men and women, he offers the chiefs so many smuggled rifles, guns, and cartridges, so many bales of calico, so many barrels of rum.An agent, whom for the sake of politeness we may call a labor merchant, goes wandering about among the natives in the interior — say seven or eight hun- dred miles from the coast. He comes to the chief of a tribe, or, I believe, more often, to a little group of chiefs, and, in return for so many grown men and women, he offers the chiefs so many smuggled rifles, guns, and cartridges, so many bales of calico, so many barrels of rum.
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Might be of interest to someone interesed.
Craig
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Henry_Nevinson
A modern slavery by Nevinson, Henry Woodd, 1856-1941
Publication date 1906
https://archive.org/details/modernslavery00nevi_0/mode/1up
THE following chapters describe my journey in the Portuguese province of Angola (West Central Africa), and in the Portuguese islands of San Thome and Principe, during the years 1904, and 1905.
An agent, whom for the sake of politeness we may call a labor merchant, goes wandering about among the natives in the interior — say seven or eight hundred miles from the coast. He comes to the chief of a tribe, or, I believe, more often, to a little group of chiefs, and, in return for so many grown men and women, he offers the chiefs so many smuggled rifles, guns, and cartridges, so many bales of calico, so many barrels of rum.An agent, whom for the sake of politeness we may call a labor merchant, goes wandering about among the natives in the interior — say seven or eight hun- dred miles from the coast. He comes to the chief of a tribe, or, I believe, more often, to a little group of chiefs, and, in return for so many grown men and women, he offers the chiefs so many smuggled rifles, guns, and cartridges, so many bales of calico, so many barrels of rum.
From the text
Might be of interest to someone interesed.
Craig