STORY OF A EUROPEAN SAILOR. 109
I was anxious to obtain a couple of young ones, but was told that, on account of their sacretl character, they were never sold. !Miss Z , our kind host's daughter, however, suc- ceeded in ])ersuadinf:; the old woman to ])ro- cure a l)air, which she promised to bring to the house.
Retracing our ste})s out of the Kobooran, we were shown an old portion of the Kraton, where, under the shade of a large old Verengen tree, I saw a slab of black stone, raised a foot from the ground, and about a yard and a half long by one wide the object of which, from its strange situa- tion, and the inscription upon it, 1 felt curious to know. In answer to m\- intpiiries, 1 was told that a I'hu'()pcan sailor who was shij)wrecked on this coast had brtii cliaint'd to this stt)iu' b\- ordei" of the Snltan oi Matarram. "^Die reasons given for this poor mans punishment were nunurous ; hut troni a curious inscription in several languages, it
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