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"
Yes
,
yes
,
"
put
in
the
captain
.
"
We
have
all
three
of
us
been
accustomed
to
face
danger
,
and
to
hold
our
lives
in
our
hands
in
various
ways
,
so
it
is
no
good
turning
back
now
.
And
now
I
vote
we
go
down
to
the
saloon
and
take
an
observation
just
for
luck
,
you
know
.
"
And
we
did
--
through
the
bottom
of
a
tumbler
.
Next
day
we
went
ashore
,
and
I
put
up
Sir
Henry
and
Captain
Good
at
the
little
shanty
I
have
built
on
the
Berea
,
and
which
I
call
my
home
.
There
are
only
three
rooms
and
a
kitchen
in
it
,
and
it
is
constructed
of
green
brick
with
a
galvanised
iron
roof
,
but
there
is
a
good
garden
with
the
best
loquot
trees
in
it
that
I
know
,
and
some
nice
young
mangoes
,
of
which
I
hope
great
things
.
The
curator
of
the
botanical
gardens
gave
them
to
me
.
It
is
looked
after
by
an
old
hunter
of
mine
named
Jack
,
whose
thigh
was
so
badly
broken
by
a
buffalo
cow
in
Sikukunis
country
that
he
will
never
hunt
again
.
But
he
can
potter
about
and
garden
,
being
a
Griqua
by
birth
.
You
will
never
persuade
a
Zulu
to
take
much
interest
in
gardening
.
It
is
a
peaceful
art
,
and
peaceful
arts
are
not
in
his
line
.
Sir
Henry
and
Good
slept
in
a
tent
pitched
in
my
little
grove
of
orange
trees
at
the
end
of
the
garden
,
for
there
was
no
room
for
them
in
the
house
,
and
what
with
the
smell
of
the
bloom
,
and
the
sight
of
the
green
and
golden
fruit
--
in
Durban
you
will
see
all
three
on
the
tree
together
--
I
daresay
it
is
a
pleasant
place
enough
,
for
we
have
few
mosquitos
here
on
the
Berea
,
unless
there
happens
to
come
an
unusually
heavy
rain
.
Well
,
to
get
on
--
for
if
I
do
not
,
Harry
,
you
will
be
tired
of
my
story
before
ever
we
fetch
up
at
Suliman
's
Mountains
--
having
once
made
up
my
mind
to
go
I
set
about
making
the
necessary
preparations
.
First
I
secured
the
deed
from
Sir
Henry
,
providing
for
you
,
my
boy
,
in
case
of
accidents
.
There
was
some
difficulty
about
its
legal
execution
,
as
Sir
Henry
was
a
stranger
here
,
and
the
property
to
be
charged
is
over
the
water
;
but
it
was
ultimately
got
over
with
the
help
of
a
lawyer
,
who
charged
#
20
for
the
job
--
a
price
that
I
thought
outrageous
.
Then
I
pocketed
my
cheque
for
#
500
.
Having
paid
this
tribute
to
my
bump
of
caution
,
I
purchased
a
wagon
and
a
span
of
oxen
on
Sir
Henry
's
behalf
,
and
beauties
they
were
.
It
was
a
twenty-two-foot
wagon
with
iron
axles
,
very
strong
,
very
light
,
and
built
throughout
of
stink
wood
;
not
quite
a
new
one
,
having
been
to
the
Diamond
Fields
and
back
,
but
,
in
my
opinion
,
all
the
better
for
that
,
for
I
could
see
that
the
wood
was
well
seasoned
.
If
anything
is
going
to
give
in
a
wagon
,
or
if
there
is
green
wood
in
it
,
it
will
show
out
on
the
first
trip
.
This
particular
vehicle
was
what
we
call
a
"
half-tented
"
wagon
,
that
is
to
say
,
only
covered
in
over
the
after
twelve
feet
,
leaving
all
the
front
part
free
for
the
necessaries
we
had
to
carry
with
us
.
In
this
after
part
were
a
hide
"
cartle
,
"
or
bed
,
on
which
two
people
could
sleep
,
also
racks
for
rifles
,
and
many
other
little
conveniences
.
I
gave
#
125
for
it
,
and
think
that
it
was
cheap
at
the
price
.
Then
I
bought
a
beautiful
team
of
twenty
Zulu
oxen
,
which
I
had
kept
my
eye
on
for
a
year
or
two
.
Sixteen
oxen
is
the
usual
number
for
a
team
,
but
I
took
four
extra
to
allow
for
casualties
.
These
Zulu
cattle
are
small
and
light
,
not
more
than
half
the
size
of
the
Africander
oxen
,
which
are
generally
used
for
transport
purposes
;
but
they
will
live
where
the
Africanders
would
starve
,
and
with
a
moderate
load
can
make
five
miles
a
day
better
going
,
being
quicker
and
not
so
liable
to
become
footsore
.
What
is
more
,
this
lot
were
thoroughly
"
salted
,
"
that
is
,
they
had
worked
all
over
South
Africa
,
and
so
had
become
proof
,
comparatively
speaking
,
against
red
water
,
which
so
frequently
destroys
whole
teams
of
oxen
when
they
get
on
to
strange
"
veldt
"
or
grass
country
.
As
for
"
lung
sick
,
"
which
is
a
dreadful
form
of
pneumonia
,
very
prevalent
in
this
country
,
they
had
all
been
inoculated
against
it
.
This
is
done
by
cutting
a
slit
in
the
tail
of
an
ox
,
and
binding
in
a
piece
of
the
diseased
lung
of
an
animal
which
has
died
of
the
sickness
.
The
result
is
that
the
ox
sickens
,
takes
the
disease
in
a
mild
form
,
which
causes
its
tail
to
drop
off
,
as
a
rule
about
a
foot
from
the
root
,
and
becomes
proof
against
future
attacks
.
It
seems
cruel
to
rob
the
animal
of
his
tail
,
especially
in
a
country
where
there
are
so
many
flies
,
but
it
is
better
to
sacrifice
the
tail
and
keep
the
ox
than
to
lose
both
tail
and
ox
,
for
a
tail
without
an
ox
is
not
much
good
,
except
to
dust
with
.
Still
it
does
look
odd
to
trek
along
behind
twenty
stumps
,
where
there
ought
to
be
tails
.
It
seems
as
though
Nature
made
a
trifling
mistake
,
and
stuck
the
stern
ornaments
of
a
lot
of
prize
bull-dogs
on
to
the
rumps
of
the
oxen
.
Next
came
the
question
of
provisioning
and
medicines
,
one
which
required
the
most
careful
consideration
,
for
what
we
had
to
do
was
to
avoid
lumbering
the
wagon
,
and
yet
to
take
everything
absolutely
necessary
.
Fortunately
,
it
turned
out
that
Good
is
a
bit
of
a
doctor
,
having
at
some
point
in
his
previous
career
managed
to
pass
through
a
course
of
medical
and
surgical
instruction
,
which
he
has
more
or
less
kept
up
.
He
is
not
,
of
course
,
qualified
,
but
he
knows
more
about
it
than
many
a
man
who
can
write
M.
D.
after
his
name
,
as
we
found
out
afterwards
,
and
he
had
a
splendid
travelling
medicine
chest
and
a
set
of
instruments
.
Whilst
we
were
at
Durban
he
cut
off
a
Kafir
's
big
toe
in
a
way
which
it
was
a
pleasure
to
see
.
But
he
was
quite
nonplussed
when
the
Kafir
,
who
had
sat
stolidly
watching
the
operation
,
asked
him
to
put
on
another
,
saying
that
a
"
white
one
"
would
do
at
a
pinch
.
