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Chapter 10

The author is thankful to the 'Pennsylvania Under-ground Railroad Museum Association' for sponsorship and on their request has decided to dedicate one chapter to the first part of the story of 'Alfred Oyson', one of the first slaves to escape via the underground railroad and later an influential abolitionist who also helped thousands more to escape via the same. Mr.Oyoson was specially awarded for the same by President Grant on 12th March 1870.
This are notes from an interview he gave to the New York Journal in 1871, 10 years before his death.

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"I was born sometime in in 1818 or 1819 as Alope, my name in the kingdom of Oyo. Of course I don't know the exact date because our people used a different system of dates. Our calendar has a year beginning on the last moon of May or first moon of June of the Gregorian calendar, and an era of 8042 BC. Each week is divided up into 4 days and each day is dedicated to one holy spirit, the Orisha. I was born on the day of Oya. The fourth day.

My father, ah...I don't really recall how he looked, its been too long you know. We had our own farm where we grew grain. Year after year. The harvests were good always. But his name was Misa. My mother helped my father. She was oft ridiculed by her relatives for only managing to have one child, me. But that was the reason why she loved me so.
Alas their love for me too much and they fed me, trained me and made me strong. That's how I ended up in the Alaafin's(Our king, we called him Alaafin) army in teenage after having defeated 10 strong boys of my age in a wrestling match. I was proud, so were my parents and the whole village. So proud in fact that the village headman married off his daughter to me. Her name was Ioga. Ioga was my darling. She had that proud strong chin and her face bloomed like flowers whenever she smiled.
By the time we attacked the Sokotans in 1838, my father had died and I, having inherited his farm and having received promotions in the Alaafin's bands was living a prosperous life with my loving wife. I don't know why the Alaafin decided to poke his nose into the affairs of another state(Damagaram), but he did.

I fought in the Alaafin's war. By the time we first made engagement with the enemy, it looked like we had half won. We had surged into Sokotan territory and looted and pillaged the countryside at will and massacred entire villages. May Jesus Christ forgive me for that and show me mercy.

But then history knows how the Sokotans massacred the Alaafin's forces at the battle of Kebbi. I remember that when we started retreating, I was shot in the leg by some archer. I cried out to my band mates for help but they themselves were so terrified of the pursuing Sokotans that none saved me. I only cried out more and watched helplessly as they all ran away. After an hour, some Sokotan soldier came near me. He tied my hands behind my back with a rope and then hit me hard. I was knocked out cold. Then i swept out of consciousness.


When I woke up, I was in chains. The first thought that came to my mind was Ioga and her flowery face and how I had lost her forever. I still cry when I remember her. My wife of present, whom I married in 1859 is thankfully supportive of my memories and consoles me everytime. The man behind me told me that we had been taken as slaves by the victorious Sokotans. After that, I don't recall what happened exactly on the wider scale. Sometime around the time that the Alaafin made his peace with the Sultan, we were sold by the general who had captured us to a merchant in Kebbi.
I don't remember being treated well by the general, but the conditions in that merchant's caravan were hellish. Unlike most other Sokotans, he did not castrate us or convert us saying that we were not worthy of being made Muslims and we were not worth the hassle of castration. Indeed, he had 700 slaves in his caravan. We were fed once a day. Mostly some slush of corn and grass which appeared to be worse than what they gave to cattle. We were allowed to drink water thrice a day. They gave us water in these huge pans and all the slaves had to lap it up like dogs. We were tied to camels and had to walk hundreds of kilometers on foot and in chains with no sandals on. Many around me died rapidly due to this ordeal. The merchant would also regularly and randomly hack off the heads of random victims as a warning to the others.


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Eventually he decided to sell us to some European merchants. So we started travelling towards the coast. That merchant then led us right through Oyo because he was planning to sell us in an Oyo port.
I could only watch in desperation as I was about to be sold to some foreign land in slavery in front of my own countrymen. The Alaafin's men even took tarrifs from the merchant and the American ship for the same. The merchant only sold 420 slaves because 280 had been killed by the subhuman conditions in his camp. That didn't matter to him. He had so many slaves and the Europeans paid so much that he was in profit anyways. That day I realized that slaves have no rights.


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The name of the American ship was the 'Alabama dame'. She was a special ship who's wares would only be auctioned to rich Alabama plantation owners.
The conditions on that ship were no better than the merchant's caravan. Atleast before we were on land. Here at sea, we suffered heavily from seasickness, dehydration, dysentry and scurvy. We were never fed lemons and oranges to combat the same. I would vomit many times a day and everyday I wished that I could die like the men around me were. A third of the slaves aboard the ship died before reaching the shore in Florida. Sometimes they would just throw some us overboard if we were too sick or unruly.


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Eventually we arrived in America and I was sold to a rich cotton plantation in Tuskegee, Alabama. In 1865, some union soldier somehow managed to recover the receipt of my sale and I felt a mixture of happiness and sadness on seeing it. I still have it with me. After arriving at the plantation, the overseer once in a drunken stupor, mockingly told us that some bigshot Northern newspaper claimed we wouldn't survive more than a year on the plantation. I believed him and just waited to die.

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But I was a warrior after all and Jesus Christ had something else in store for me!"


The author hopes that this journal will clearly illustrate the horrifyingly bad effects of the Slave trade and he hopes that the newer generation would learn something through this and never let it happen again.
 
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Yes. Did you notice his connection?

I did indeed. Certainly a good way of showing that, although they might be the protagonists of this narrative, the Sokotans aren't exactly "good guys" by present day standards.
 
A sensitive testimony to an unspeakable atrocity. While we may wish the Sokot Caliphate well against the Europeans, this update is, as you say, a stern reminder that even within the master/subaltern relationship morality is very rarely clear cut. Every state has its fundamental evils.
 
Great AAR and even rarer to see a Sokoto AAR!
Thankyou my friend. It's good to see you again!

I did indeed. Certainly a good way of showing that, although they might be the protagonists of this narrative, the Sokotans aren't exactly "good guys" by present day standards.
Yep. No one is good and the Sokotans certainly aren't.
Thanks !

A sensitive testimony to an unspeakable atrocity. While we may wish the Sokot Caliphate well against the Europeans, this update is, as you say, a stern reminder that even within the master/subaltern relationship morality is very rarely clear cut. Every state has its fundamental evils.
Slavery. Its abolition was one of the main justifications given by European nations to colonize Africa.
 
That's a harsh reminder that we can be all the villain in someone else's life story ... But i may be naive to hope that a strong Sokoto even with its flaws could protect more people from suffering than one not existing at all.
 
That's a harsh reminder that we can be all the villain in someone else's life story ... But i may be naive to hope that a strong Sokoto even with its flaws could protect more people from suffering than one not existing at all.
Let's see what happens. At this moment the white man is more an asset....for now!
 
Excellent AAR, with multiple perspectives. I like the way you emphasis the human aspect of the grand historical narrative. I wonder in what state will Sokoto enter the 1930'ies - a liberal democracy that would make the Fulani Jihad's founders horrified? A European protectorate? An "Arab 1950'ies military coup" development dictatorship?
 
Excellent AAR, with multiple perspectives. I like the way you emphasis the human aspect of the grand historical narrative. I wonder in what state will Sokoto enter the 1930'ies - a liberal democracy that would make the Fulani Jihad's founders horrified? A European protectorate? An "Arab 1950'ies military coup" development dictatorship?
Thankyou so much for joining in. Thankyou even more for commenting.:)

Yes. Sokoto could go anyway. But violence shall always be a grim reality!
:(:D
 
Chapter 11

In this chapter, we shall briefly inspect the changes in society and trade in Bornu after the Sokotan conquest.
Below is a map of the erstwhile Bornu provinces of Kuka, Dikoa, Nguru and Kufe(Kufe shall be explained in a later chapter) after the Sokotan conquests.

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Bornu fell to the Jihadists in April 1836. It was united with the Sokotan state of Kano except for Kufe which became a part of Hausaland proper.
Al-Kanemi and all Sultans before him sat on a throne inside a curtained cage called fanadir, dagil, or tatatuna. It was like a large cage for a wild animal, with vertical wooden bars to signify their commitment to administration. The Sokotans ceremonially burned this throne after the conquest to signify the end of one era and the dawn of another.

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Al-Kanemi inside the Digil throne meeting with British explorers Hugh Clapperton and Dixon Denham in 1823

With the Sokotan conquest, the dominance and high status of the Kanuri people came to an end. Originally a pastoral people, the Kanuri were one of many Nilo-Saharan groups indigenous to the Central South Sahara, beginning their expansion in the area of Lake Chad in the late 7th century, and absorbing both indigenous Nilo-Saharan and Chadic (Afro-Asiatic) speakers. Since the 11th century, the Kanuri had completely dominated the empire. These people held all the high positions and it was Kanuri Sultans who would rule Bornu till 1836.
Eventually, by the middle of the second millennium, the Kanuri had all but displaced all other groups while others had been assimilated. It was also at this point that the Kanuri nobility accepted Islam and like most of West Africa, a new era of Mixed Islam started.

After Sultan Abu Bakr's conquest, the Kanuri language was banned from all official uses. An attempt was made to replace it with Fulani and Arabic languages. Additionally, the Kanuri nobility was cut down. All titles that the Kanuris had taken upon themselves like 'Haji' or 'Shehu' were removed. The assimilation was in fact made easier by the protests and rebellions that followed. Most of the resistance to the assimilation was cut down in battle. Their lands were bequeathed to loyal Fulani and Hausa warriors who had made the victory possible.
The Azzan would also henceforth be announced only in Arabic and not in Kanuri as the Mixed Islamic regime had done.

Islam replaced mixed Islam as the dominant religion in Bornu after the conquest. During and immediately after the war of 1836, the Sokotans had butchered so many pagans that entire villages were depopulated. Many more were enslaved. By 1838, the Sokotans had already forced more than 90% of the citizens of Dikoa and Kuka to accept. However it was very difficult to fully convert the countryside to Islam and serious efforts were discontinued after 1838. What happened however was that many pagans became Muslims in name for protection, to acquire a respected standing in society and mainly to avoid the Jizya tax which was a tax levied on all Non-Muslim adult males to compensate for the fact that they were a burden on the Muslim government. This was because, unlike Muslims, these pagans did not have to pay their yearly dues to the Haj Pilgrims and did not have to swear on the Quran and give donations to the poor. Additionally, many nomadic peoples outside the borders of civilization also began to accept Islam while retaining their earlier faiths.

This is an important conclusion not only of the Bornu conquests but of the Fulani and Massina Jihads in general. While they achieved the destruction of mixed Islam locally, they increased the scope of mixed Islam outside the borders of their realms. It went like a wave.

Now we will learn about trade and the condition of the towns and cities.


The capital of Bornu was the town of Kuka.

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The town had been built by Al-Kanemi himself in 1814 on the site of a big merchant camp. Kuka sat on a major Trans-Saharan trade route linking Tripoli to Hausaland. It was also an important route for slave traders and in fact that was the main trade of the route.
However, shortly after the Sokotan conquest, the town's importance and prosperity went into a slow but stead decline. There were multiple reasons for this.

With the conquest of Tripoli by the Ottomans, the slave trade in Tripoli was atleast officially abolished. Meanwhile to the south, the Sokotan conquest of Bornu and Damagaram was followed by an intensification of taxes and tributes. Sultan Abu Bakr's constant wars needed financing and hence the Sokotans collected much more taxes and collected them much more efficiently than the rulers of before. This resulted in a situation where the Berber traders who mostly dominated the routes simply began to find it unprofitable and risky to continue the trade. This did not happen in one day of course but by 1840, the trade through that route had already declined significantly.
The second reason for the decline for Kuka was that after 1836 it ceased to be a capital city of an empire and this brought an obvious diminishment to the prestige and importance of the town. Muslim Scholars, warriors and other intellectuals flocked to Sokoto instead and the pagan scholars were either killed or ceased to play an important role in society.
The third reason was the killing of a sizeable portion of the population in the war itself.

The Sokotan rule did however bring some good too. The Sokotans built the first ever fishing port on Lake Chad in history. This and the decline of other trades made fishing one of the main livelihoods of many. Additionally, the Sokotans built a number of new mosques and Madrasas in the lands of the Bornu empire which would in time create a new generation of Islamic scholars.


If Kuka had seen a decline, then the town of Dikoa was completely removed from the map.

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Dikoa was originally built as a fort around the same time as the town of Kuka was built. By the 1820s and 1830s, a small town had slowly sprung up around it to serve the interests of the soldiers inside the fort. From gambling dens to harems to cheap markets to blacksmiths. The danger from Sokoto increased the importance of the fort and as a result, the town grew. However, the conquest of 1836 destroyed much of the town around the fort.

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After the conquest, the fort was rebuilt but the town wasn't. Furthermore, with the danger to the fort no longer present, the town did not rebuild and most of the population went back to the countryside and to more basic lifestyles. This had the side effect of actually increasing the revenue from farming and the tributes from cattle-herders. The fort was strengthened and a mosque was built inside it but that was all. Dikoa thus turned into a strong fort surrounded by a rich countryside.


The last and tiniest settlement in today's chapter is Nguru. There is a variety of landscape types in the area, including the protected Hadejia-Nguru wetlands of Nguru lake and the "Sand Dunes", a semi-desert area.

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Very little is known about Nguru from this period. There did exist a town here which had evolved from small settlements around the major crossing points on the Nguru river and the wetlands. The population in the town itself is estimated to be no greater than 750 until around 1860. Most of the local commerce involved adaption of travelers to the wetlands. Boatmen, herb makers(Since malaria was a deadly danger around the stagnant waters of the wetlands) and lastly a number of provision sellers.

Nothing much changed in the whole town after the Sokotan conquest except for the building of a small mosque which would crumble soon after due to the unstable soil in the area. No further attempt was made to repair the mosque. Only one line in the memoirs of Muhammadu Attahiru give a clue to any changes in Nguru at all. In one of the paragraphs explaining the culling of pagan fortune token sellers in Kuka, he also states that,

"......and the queer priests of Nguru were ordered not to sell anymore tokens to wetland travellers or they would be cut down too"


The Sokotan conquest thus did change many of the demographic, religious and mainly financial aspects of civilization in Bornu for good or bad.
We shall resume the history from the next chapter.
 
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An incisive look at the mixed blessings of conquest. The pacification of the conquered sounds to have been quite brutal in some places, yet at the same time being incorporated into a larger nation often means access to resources for growth and development that a smaller one simply wouldn't ever have access to -- assuming, of course, that the new overlord deems them worthy of such an investment, of course.
 
Nice to see an overview of some of the demographic shifts in the growing multicultural empire. :)
Yep. I just felt like I had to show that otherwise readers may get confused later.
Glad you liked it

An incisive look at the mixed blessings of conquest. The pacification of the conquered sounds to have been quite brutal in some places, yet at the same time being incorporated into a larger nation often means access to resources for growth and development that a smaller one simply wouldn't ever have access to -- assuming, of course, that the new overlord deems them worthy of such an investment, of course.
Your analysis is absolutely correct
I love it :)
 
Chapter 12

Late July 1841. Having conquered Wagadugu, the Mossi capital, a Fulani nobleman and minor general Emir Ibrahim Dabo pursued the retreating Mossi armies at full speed. The chase went on for nearly 2 days. Eventually he crossed the border in their pursuit, and taking only a few men with him entered Tamale, the city of the Ashanti people. He never returned back. Amazingly, his absence went unnoticed in the resulting celebrations and it was only in late August after the Mossi annexation that the news spread. It took a month more to reach Sultan Abu Bakr.

It became clear by October that Dabo had disappeared after reaching Ashanti lands. Now Dabo was an Emir in Kano. His relatives were furious. They requested the Sultan to look for him immediately or threatened to lead a private army into Ashanti lands. The Sultan did not desire a costly war with the Ashanti and so agreed to send envoys to the Ashanti Ahene(King). The reply itself took a month more. The Ashanti Ahene Kwaku Dua Panin replied that he did know of any such nobleman and neither did his people. However this reply was enough for the Kano nobles and they decided to send a private army anyway. A posse of more than 500 bounty hunters thus rode into Ashanti lands secretly. However the mission turned out to be a complete failure as the posse degraded into a band of bandits and looters who started raiding Ashanti border villages. Initially the people living in these areas complained to their local chief and he sent an army to combat these marauders. However in a twist of fate, despite being heavily outnumbered, these men managed to defeat the chief's armies and took him prisoner. The men then attempted to ransom him off as one last job and then flee back to Kano. But that would not be.

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An actual photograph of Ahene Kwaku Dua Panin.

The news of this capture reached the Ahene in March 1842 and he personally led an army to fight them off after which they were beheaded. In yet another ugly twist of fate, the men's original mission was finally accomplished.........kind of.
On 27th April 1842(According to Thomas Motubwa, the British resident in Sokoto. Due to him, we know exact dates of happenings from now on) the Ahene sent the heads of the leaders of the marauders along with the head of Ibrahim Dabo, whom the Ahene had imprisoned in his capital Kintampo since the last few months. A furious Abu Bakr immediately declared war and also declared a rich bounty for the Ahene's head.

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This was a recurring theme in wars fought between African empires. Often they were quite personal and bitter. The Ashanti were no stranger to war.
In fact, the name Ashanti means "because of war" in their language 'Twi'. The word derives from the Twi words 'Asa' meaning "war" and 'nti' meaning "because of". This name comes from their origin as a kingdom created to fight the Denkyira kingdom(The previous power in the region). Gold powered the Ashanti. Their land was blessed with several small gold mines. Before the Ashanti Kingdom had contact with Europeans, it had a flourishing trade with other African states due to the Ashanti gold wealth. Trade with European states began after contact with the Portuguese in the 15th century AD. When the gold mines in the Sahel started to play out, the Ashanti Kingdom rose to prominence as the major player in the gold trade. At the height of the Ashanti Kingdom, the Ashanti people became wealthy through the trading of gold mined from their territory.

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Flag of the Ashanti made on European lines in the 1830s

In the mid 17th century Chief Oti Akenten started consolidating the Ashanti clans into a loose confederation which would eventually give rise to their empire. The Ashanti also practiced human sacrifice. The Ashanti believed that slaves would follow their masters into the afterlife and hence they would sometimes sacrifice entire families of slaves when the master died. The Ashanti, interestingly also had a matrilineal system. Under this kinship system, children were considered born into the mother's clan and took their status from her family. Generally her eldest brother served as mentor to her children, particularly for the boys. She was protected by her family.
Islam had never really penetrated into the Ashanti lands and was hence never considered a threat. As a result the Ashanti did not mistreat the few Muslims and even allowed them to rise to high position.
Now however, the Ashanti were at war with an Islamic state and thus the Ahene worsened matters by butchering any and all Muslims that he could find. This news would only increase the zeal of the Sokotans.

The Ashanti king was supported in this war by his allies in Dahomey.
As mentioned in an earlier chapter, the Dahomey had once been vassals of the Oyo Alaafin and had eventually become free in the early 19th century. The story of their origin however is much older, around the 17th century. The story goes that Dakodonu, considered the second king in the modern list of Dahomey kings, was granted permission by the Gedevi chiefs(Whos vassal his father had been), the local rulers, to settle in the Abomey plateau. Dakodonu requested additional land from a prominent chief named Dan (or Da) to which the chief responded sarcastically "Should I open up my belly and build you a house in it?" For this insult, Dakodonu killed Dan in battle and began the construction of his palace on the spot. The name of the kingdom was derived from the incident: Dan=chief dan, xo=Belly, me=Inside of.

The Dahomey celebrated an annual festival called Vodun(Vodun are spirits and hence the name of their festival is Vodun). It is from this festival that the word 'Voodo', used by civilized nations all over the world comes from

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The Vodum festival was quite intense and involved thousands of rituals and dances to the holy spirits

Additionally, the Dahomey people were also known for their ferocious female warriors who regularly fought in battles and astonished European explorers and local opponents alike.

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Dahomey 'Amazon' woman warriors

In 1842, Nyonu Ghezo ruled Dahomey. Nyonu means king in 'Fon', the language of the Dahomey people.

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A painting of Nyonu Ghezo

Ghezo was a ruler who had come to power with the help of a Brazilian slave trader. In around 1818, Ghezo's brother Nyonu Adandozan imprisoned Francisco Félix de Sousa, a powerful Afro-Brazilian slave trader, when the latter demanded repayment for money loaned to Adandozan. With the help, reportedly, of Nicola d'Olveira and Adandozan's brother Ghezo, de Sousa escaped from imprisonment and relocated to Grand-Popo. It is believed that Ghezo probably helped De Sousa because he funded the slave trader's business in Dahomey. While in exile, de Sousa sent gifts and money to Ghezo that Ghezo used to establish support for a challenge to the throne. In the 1818 Annual Customs, it is said that Ghezo appeared holding the war drum in the palace and upon seeing this the Migan and Mehu (prime ministers) removed the royal sandals from Adandozan and named Ghezo the king. It is quite likely that the initial struggle was more violent than this story relates primarily because during Ghezo's ruler, many attempts were made to erase all records of Nyonu Adandozan's existence from history. According to some versions, Ghezo was not named the ruler at this point, but instead the regent to rule until Adandozan's son Dakpo was old enough to rule. The story says that this lasted until 1838 when Ghezo instead named his son, the future king Glele, as the crown prince, and at that point Dakpo and Adandozan led a brief fight within the palaces. The fight resulted in a fire that burned part of a palace and killed Dakpo and his father Adandozan, making Ghezo the clear king of Dahomey.

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Francisco Félix de Sousa. Brazilian adventurer and slave trader whose activities led to Nyonu Ghezo's coup against his brother.

Shortly after his coup, Ghezo rebelled against the Alaafin of Oyo and succeeded in defeating him, thus making Dahomey independent of Oyo. For a brief time, Dahomey flourished. The American slave trade and a period of lasting peace filled its coffers and its empire lived in a state of content tranquility. In 1839 the Dahomey allied with the Ashanti and made deals to exchange grain and slaves for gold. Now however, this same alliance threatened to tear apart the kingdom that Ghezo had built. It is hard to understand why Ghezo did not use the same oversight and political brilliance which he had never lacked in the first part of his reign.
War it was!
 
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