... We had bought a steady man (Kwaku), belonging to a village near Ahudome, for twenty-two dollars: he could not speak Ashantee, and was beside himself with joy on entering our service.  Poor fellow, how I longed to be able to take him back to his own country, though he was very useful to us.  The other Kwaku was by the king's order compelled to leave us to his own and our sorrow, and though we had put ourselves to all sorts of inconvenience out of pure regard for him, hoping to be able to give his master what he considered his value.  How could thieving and lying decrease in a country where human goods were so revoltingly disposed of... (Four Years in Ashantee, Ramseyer, 1875)