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BALLANTYNE, ACTHOR OF " UNDER THE WAVES, OR DIVING IN DEEP WATERS ;" " RIVERS OF ICE : A TALK ILLUSTRATIVE OF ALPINE ADVENTURE AND GLACIER ACTION;" "BLACK ivory;" "the PIRATE CITY;" "the NORSEMEN IN THE west;" "THK IRON horse;" "the floating light of the GOODWIN sands;" "erling the bold;" "noHTiNO THE flames;" "shifting winds;" "deep down;" "the lighthouse;" "the life- boat;" "oascoyne;" "the golden dream," etc. etc. @gttth Slludtr.ittans. R. D. RICHARDSON BOOKSELLER AND STATIONER CUinnipeg, man. / \\ . /i I a M :0 vU ^ PEEFACE. •:) In this tale I have endeavoured to give a truth- ful, though unavoidably slight, outline of the stirring incidents of a most important period in the history of the Colony of the Cape of Good Hope. I take this opportunity to return my hearty thanks to those kind and hospitable friends in the Colony who aided me, during my sojourn among them, in acquiring information a^out men and things at " the Cape." E. M. BALLANTYNE. Edinburgh, 1877. lOrcs^o {\ CONTENTS. 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I.— THE WILD KARROO, 1 II.— INTRODUCES A CAPE-DUTCHMAN AND HIS FAMILY, AND SHOWS THE UNCERTAINTY OP HUMAN PLANS, . . 23 - HI.— DESCRIBES THE SOMEWHAT CURIOUS BEQINNINQ OP SETTLER-LIFE IN SOUTH AFRICA 38 IV.— FURTHER PARTICULARS OP "SETTLERS* TOWN," AND A START MADE FOB THE PROMISED LAND, . 53 v.— ADVENTURES AND INCIDENTS OP THE FIRST NIGHT IN THE *• BUSH," . .63 VL—8PRBADINQ OVER THE LAND, 77 VII.— THE "LOCATION," 89 Till.— SHOWS THE PLEASURES, PAINS, AND PENALTIES OP HOUSEKEEPING IN THE BUSH, 108 IX.— OFF TO THE HIGHLANDS AND BLACK SNAKES IN THE BUSH, 123 X.— THE LOCATION ON THE RIVER OF BABOONS, . ,139 XI.— EXPLORATIONS AND HUNTING EXPERIENCES, . 158 XII.— GIVES SOME ACCOUNT OP A GREAT LION-HUNT, . . 174 Xin.— ADVENTURE WITH AN OSTRICH, 186 XIV.— THEBERGENAARS, 194 XV.— TREATS OP THE ZUURVELD AGAIN, AND ONE OR TWO SURPRISING INCIDENTS, 211 Si 51 1 CONTENTS. .;j • PAOB XVI.— THE GREAT FLOODS OP 1823 227 XVII.— TREATS OP HOPES, FEARS, AND PROSPECTS, BESIDES DESCRIBINQ A PECULIAR BATTLE, .... 240 XVm.— FAIRS, FIGHTS, FREE-TRADE, FACTIONS, AND OTHER MATTERS 256 XIX.— DESCRIBES A SERIES OP EARLY RISINGS, . . 267 XS.— TREATS OP THE DELIGHTS, DANGERS, AND DISTRESSES OP THE WILDERNESS, 284 XXI.— TELLS OP MATTERS TOO NUMEROUS AND STIRRING TO BE BRIEFLY REFERRED TO 298 XXn.— DARK AND THREATENING CLOUDS, .... 318 XXIIl.— WAR, . .^ .327 XXIV. — SHOWS WHAT BEFELL A TRADER AND AN EMIGRANT BAND, 348 XXV.— TREATS OP VARIOUS STRANGE INCIDENTS, SOME INTERESTING MATTERS, AND A RESCUE, . . .366 XXVL — RELATES INCIDENTS OP THE WAR AND A GREAT DELIVER- ANCE, 375 XXVII.— THE PATE OP THE PARAMOUNT CHIEF OP KAFIRLAND, 391 XXVm,— RESULTS OP WAS, 398 XXIX.— THE LAST, . . . . ^ » . j. . 410 - ' ii i| ^V LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS. ATTACKED BY AN OSTRICH (p. 189), . . Frmtispice t ILLUSTRATED TITLE-PAGE. .-■ ROUND THE CAMP-FIRES, . . . , .' page 64 JUNKIE COLLARS A SNAKE, 215 A FIGHT WITH LOCUSTS. . . e ."250 A "CAPE TIGER" SIGHTS BREAKFAST, . 274 '\].v .-tfitf '"'•""""'"' i ' III! i n ii r ' n riiii i nWwifc / '' I , THE SETTLEE AND THE SAVAGE. CHAPTER I. THE WTTP .ABROO. y A SOLITARY hor man — a youth in early manhood — riding at a snail's pace over the great plains, or karroo, of South Africa. His chin on his breast; his hands in the pockets of an old shooting-coat; his legs in ragged trousers, and his feet in worn- out boots. Regardless of stirrups, the last are dangling. The reins hang on the neck of his steed, whose head may be said to dangle from its shoulders, so nearly does its nose approach the ground. A felt hat covers the youth's curly black head, and a double-barrelled gun is slung across his broad shoulders. • . / ■ We present this picture to the reader as a subject of contemplation. It was in the first quarter of the present century that the youth referred to — Charlie Considine by % s THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. M» name — rode thus meditatively over that South African karroo. His depression was evidently not due to lack of spirit, for, when he suddenly awoke from his reverie, drew himself up and shook back his hair, his dark eyes opened with something like a flash. They lost some of their fire, however, as he gazed round on the hot plain which undulated like the great ocean to the horizon, where a line of blue indicated mountains. The truth is that Charlie Considine was lost — utterly lost on the karroo ! That his horse was in the same lost condition became apparent from its stopping without orders and looking round languidly with a sigh. "Come, Rob Boy," said the youth, gathering up the reins and patting the steed's neck, "this will never do. You and I must not give in to our first misfortune. No doubt the want of water for two days is hard to bear, but we are strong and young both of us. Come, let 's try at least for a sheltering bush to sleep under before the sun goes down." Animated by the cheering voice if not by the words of its rider, the horse responded to the exhorta- tion by breaking into a shuffling canter. After a short time the youth came in sight of what appeared to be a herd of cattle in the far distance. In eager expectation he galloped towards them and found that his conjectures were correct. ■■A iWiM r ' THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 3 r y They were cattle in charge of one of that lowest of the human race, a Bushman. The diminutive, black-skinned, and monkey-faced creature was nearly naked. He carried a sheepskin kaross, or blanket, on his left shoulder, and a knobbed stick, or " kerrie," in his right hand. "Can you speak English?" asked Considine as he rode up. The Bushman looked vacant and made no reply. "Where is your master's house?" asked the youth. A stare was the only answer. ' • . "Can't you speak, you dried-up essence of stu- pidity !" exclaimed Charlie with impatience. At this the Bushman uttered something with so many klicks, klucks, and gurgles in it that his in- terrogator at once relinquished the use of the tongue, and took to signs, but with no better success, his efforts having only the effect of causing the mouth of the Bushman to expand from ear to ear. Uttering a few more klicks and gurgles, he pointed in the direction of the setting sun. As Considine could elicit no fuller information he bade him a con- temptuous farewell and rode away in the direction indicated. He had not gone far when a dark speck became visible on the horizon directly in front. " Ho ! Eob," he exclaimed, " that looks like some- \ >» A 4^. THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. thing — a bush, is it ? If so, we may find water there, who knows — eh? No, it can't be a bush, for it moves," he added in a tone of disappointment. " Why, I do believe it 's an ostrich ! Well, if we can't find anything to drink, I'll try to get something to eat." , I Urging his jaded steed into a gaUop, the youth Boon drew near enough to discover that the object was neither bush nor ostrich, but a horseman. The times of which we write were unsettled Considine, although " lost," was sufi&ciently aware of his whereabouts to understand that he was near the north-eastern frontier of Cape Colony. He deemed it prudent, therefore, to unsling his gun. On draw- ing nearer he became convinced from the appearance of the stranger that he could liot be a Kafir. "\>Tien close enough to perceive that he was a white nian, mounted and armed much like himself, he re-slung his gun, waved his cap in token of friendship, and galloped forward with the confidence of youth. The stranger proved to be a young man of about his own age — a little over twenty — but much taller and more massive in frame. He was, indeed, a young giant, and bestrode a horse suitable to his weight. He was clad in the rough woollen and leathern garments worn by the frontier farmers, or boers, of that period, and carried one of those long heavy flint-lock guns, or " roers," which the Dutch- \ 1[ MnawpK THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. a African colonist then deemed the most effective weapon in the universe. / " Well met !" exclaimed Considine heartily, as he rode up. . . " Humph ! that depends on whether we meet as friends or foes," replied the stranger, with a smile on his cheerful countenance that accorded ill with the caution of his words. " Well met, I say again, whether we be friends oi foes," returned C Dnsidine still more heartily, " for if we be friends we shaU fraternise; if we be foes we shall fight, and I would rather fight you for love, hate, or fun, than die of starvation in the karroo." "What is your name, and where do you come from?" demanded the stranger; ' " One question at a time, if you please," answered the youth. " My name is Charles Considine. What is yours?" " Hans Marais." " Well, Mr. Marais, I come from England, which is my native home. In the coming I managed to get wrecked in Table Bay, landed at Capetown, joined a frontier farmer, and came up here — a long and roughish journey, as probably you know, and as my garments testify. On the way I lost my com- rades, and in trjdng to find them lost myself. For two days nothing in the shape of meat or drink has passed my lips, and, my poor horse has fared little 6 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. better in the way of drink, though the karroo-bush has furnished him with food enough to keep his bones together. So now, you have my biography in brief, and if you be a man possessed of any powers of sympathy, you will know what to do." The young Dutchman held out his huge hand, which Considine grasped and shook warmly. " Come," he said, while a slight smile played on his bronzed countenance ; " I have nothing here to give you, but if you will come with me to yon koppie you shall have both meat and drink." The koppie, to which he referred was a scarce discernible knoll on the horizon. Hans Marais seemed to be a man of few words, for he turned and galloped away, without for some time uttering another syllable to his companion. As for Considine, the thought of once more feasting on any sort of meat and drink was so fascinating, in his then ravenous condition, that he cared for nought else, and followed his guide in silence. Soon the herbage on the plain became more luxu- riant, and in half an hour the two horsemen found themselves riding among scattered groups of mimosa bushes, the thorns of which were from three to five inches long, while their sweet fragrance scented the whole atmosphere. On reaching the ridge of one of the undulations of the plain, Hans Marais drew rein and gazed ^•A^iw mjB nrsMVnr' rjuprjyi N, THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. intently towards the distant horizon. At the same time Considine's horse pricked up its ears, pawed the ground, and exhibited unwonted signs of a desire to advance. "Hallo, Eob!" exclaimed its master, "what's wrong with you ?" " Your horse has been gifted by his Maker with a power," said Hans, " which has been denied to man. He scents water. But before he shall taste it he must help me to procure fresh . meat. Do you see the boks on that koppie ?" "Do you mean those white specks like ostrich eggs on the hillock to the right of the big bush ?" " The same. These are spring-boks. Eide away down by that hollow till you get somewhat in their rear, and then drive them in the direction of that clump of bushes on our left, just under the sun." Without waiting for a reply Hans rode off at a gallop, and Considine proceeded to obey orders. A few minutes sufficed to bring him close to the spring-boks, which beautiful antelopes no sooner observed him than, after one brief gaze of surprise, they bounded away in the direction of the bushes indicated by Hans, — conscious apparently of their superior fleetness, for they seemed in no great haste, but leaped about as if half in play, one and another taking an occasional spring of six feet or more into the air. As they passed the bushes I' I 8 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. towards which Considine drove them, a white puff was seen to burst from them, and the hug' roer of Hans Marais sent forth its bellowing report. It seemed as if the entire flock of boks had received an etectric shock, so high did they spring into the air. Then they dashed off at full speed, leaving one of their number dead upon the plain. When Considine came up he found that Hans had already disembowelled the spring-bok, and was in the act of fastening the carcase on his horse behind the saddle. Eemounting immediately, the hunter galloped towards a mound, on the top of which the bushes formed a dense brake. Skirting this till he reached the other side, he pulled up, exclaiming — " There, you '11 find good water in the hollow ; go drink, while I prepare supper on the koppie." Considine went off at once. Indeed, he could not have done otherwise, for his impatient horse took the bit in its mouth and galloped towards a small pool of water, which was so yellow with mud that it resembled thin pea-soup. Thirsty though he was, the youth could not help smiling at his new friend's idea of " good " water, but he was not in a condition to be fastidious. Jumping out of the saddle, he lay down on his breast, dipped his lips into the muddy liquid, and drank with as much enjoyment as if the beverage had been nectar — or Bass. Rob Roy also stood, in HS THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 9 a state of perfect bliss, in the middle of the pool, sucking the water in with unwearied vigour. It seemed as if man and horse had laid a wager as to who should drink most. At last, the point of utmost capacity in both was reached, and they retired with a sigh of contentment, Eob Koy to browse on the plain, and his master to betake himself to the encampment on the knoU, where Hans Marais quickly supplied him with glorious steaks of spring-bok venison. "Isn't it an enjoyable thing to eat when one is hungry, eh?" said Considine, after half an hour's silent devotion to the duty in hand. — " Why, where got you that?" He referred to an ostrich egg which his companion had taken from a saddle-bag, and in one end of which he was busy boring a hole. " Found it in the sand just before I found you," said Hans. " Did you ever eat one ?" " N"o, never." " Well then, you shall do so now, and I '11 show you how the niggers here make an omelet." He planted the huge egg in the hot ashes as he spoke, and kept stirring its contents with a piece of stick until sufficiently cooked. "Not bad— eh?" "Glorious!" exclaimed Considine, smacking his lips. Both youths continued to smack their lips over \ ^ J ]■ 10 THE SETTLER AND tHE SAVAGE. I ' 't .' the egg until it was finished, after which Charlie pronounced it not only a glorious but a satisfying morsel. This was doubtless true, for an ostrich egg is considered equal to twenty-four hen's eggs. Returning to the spring-bok steaks, the half- starved youth continued his repast, while Hans' Marais, having finished, extended his huge frame beside the camp-fire, leaned upon his saddle, and smoked his pipe in benignant contemplation of his companion. " This is pleasant !" said Charlie, pausing, with a sigh, and looking up. " Ja, it is pleasant," replied Hans. " Ja ?" repeated Charlie, quoting the Dutch " Yes " of the other ; " are you a Dutchman V "I am ; at least I am a Cape colonist descended from Dutchmen. Why are you surprised?" " Because," replied his companion, while he pre- pared another steak over the embers, "you speak English so well that I could not have known it. How came you to learn the language so perfectly?" " My father, being wiser than some of his friends and neighbours," said Hans, " sent me to Capetown to be educated. I suppose that is the reason. "We dwelt in the western part of the colony then, and I was the eldest of the family. Wlien a number of us Dutchmen left that part of the country- — being disgusted with the Government, — and came up here, ■■'iafm msss. THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 11 my brothers and sister had to be taken from school This was a pity, for education taught me to know that education is an inestimable blessing — the want of it a heavy misfortune." " True," remarked Considine. But being still too busy with the steaks to pursue the subject he merely added — " Does your father live near this ?" " About seven hours' ride, which, as I daresay you know, is forty-two miles. You shall go home with me to-morrow." "How many are there of you?" asked Considine, looking at the young Dutchman over a bone. " Excuse my being so impolite," he added, "but, d'you know, one feels horribly like a tiger after a two days' fast." " Don't stand on ceremony," said the other, with a laugh. " When you are satisfied we can converse. — There are fifteen of us : father, mother, sister, and eleven boys besides myself. I '11 tell you abt lut them all after supper ; meanwhile I '11 go fetch the horses, for there are lions about, as I daresay you know, and some of them are nearly as ravenous as yourself." Hans rose, put his pipe in the band of his broad-brimmed hat, and sauntered heavily out of the thicket. ^ In a few minutes he returned, leading the horses, and then busied himself in surrounding the camp with an almost impenetrable wall of mimosa-thorn 1 12 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. branches, the spikes of which were so tremendous that it seemed as if nothing smaller than an elephant could force its way through. This done, he sat down and quietly refilled his pipe, while Considine, having at last finished his meal, drew the embers of the fire together, disposed his limbs comfortably on the ground, lay back on his saddle, and prepared to enjoy a contemplative gaze at the cheering blaze and an interrogative conversation with his new friend. "Do you smoke?" asked Hans. " No." " Why ?" » " Because it makes me sick, and I don't like it." Hans looked surprised. This was a new idea to him, and he sat for some time pondering it ; indeed, we may say with truth that he " smoked it." In a few minutes he looked earnestly at the youth, and asked why he came to the Cape. " To make my fortune," answered Considine. " Fortunes are not easily made at the Cape," was the grave reply. " My father has been making his fortune for the last quarter of a century, and it's not made yet. — Why did you choose the Cape ?" "I didn't choose it." "No?" said the Dutchman, with a look of sur- prise. ^ " No," responded the Englishman ; " my coming here was not a matter of choice ; it was necessity, i1 mmrmmwar^atmrnK^' L'JJ-L- resscr. / THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 13 Come, I will make a confidant of you and relate my history. Don't be alarmed, I won't keep you up all night with prosy details. My life, as you may see. has not yet been a long one, and until this year it has been comparatively uneventful." He paused a few moments as if to recall the past, while his companion, picking his pipe with a mimosa thorn, settled himself to listen. "Father, mother, brothers, and sisters I have none," began Considine as he whittled a stick — a pastime, by the way, which is erroneously supposed to be an exclusively American privilege. " Neither have I grandfathers, grandmothers, aunts, nephews, nieces, or anything else of the sort. They all died either before or soon after I was born. My only living relation is an uncle, who was my guardian. He is a sea-captain, and a good man, but tough. I bear him no iU-will. I would not speak disrespect- fully of him; but — he is tough, and, I incline to think, no better than he should be. Infancy and boyhood \vith squalling and schooling I pass over. My uncle ordered me to study for the medical profession, and I obeyed. Wishing to see a little of the world before finishing my course, I sailed in a vessel bound for Australia. We touched at Table Bay in passing. Obtaining leave, I went ashore at Capetown. The ship also went ashore — without leave — in company with six other ships, during a terrific gale which T 14 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. Sprang up in the night. Our vessel became a total wreck. The crew were saved, but my effects went with the cargo to the bottom. Fortunately, however, I had carried ashore with me the little cash I possessed. " I found the Capetown people very kind. One of them took me by the hand and offered me em- ployment, but I preferred to proceed into the interior with a trader and work or shoot my way, in order to save my money. No trader being about to start at that time, I was obliged to accept the offer of a frontier farmer, who, for a small sum, agreed to allow me to accompany his waggons, on condition that I should make myself generally useful. I grudged the cash, but closed with the offer, and next day started on our journey of six hundred miles — such being the distance we had to go, according to my employer or comrade, Jan Smit." " Who ? " exclaimed Hans, with sudden energy. " Jan Smit," repeated Considine. " Do you know him?" " Ja — but go on," said Hans, with a nod and a smile. " "Well, I soon found that my Dutch comrade — " "He's only half Dutch," interrupted Hans. " His mother was Dutch, but his father is English." " Well, Dutch or English, he is the most immiti- gated scoundrel I ever met." C" Ja," muttered Hans, " he is.") ' I SHBB sm THE SETTLER A.ND THE SAVAGE. 15 "And I soon found that my trip of pleasure became a trip of torment. It is true we shot plenty of game — lions among the rest — but in camp the man was so unbearable that disgust counterbalanced all the pleasure of the trip. I tried hard to get the better of him by good-humour and jollity, but ha became so insolent at last that I could not stand it. Three days ago when I asked him how far we were from his farm, he growled that it wasn't far off now; whereupon I could not refi - in from saying that I was glad to hear it, as we should soon have the pleasure of parting company. This put him in a rage. He kicked over the pot containing part of our breakfast, and told me I might part company then and there if I pleased. My temper does not easily go, but it went at last, I jumped up, saddled my horse, mounted, and rode away. Of course I lost myself immediately, and for two days have been trying to find myself, without success, mourn- ing over my fate and folly, and fasting from necessity. But for my opportune meeting with you, Mr. Marais, it might have gone hard with me and my poor horse, for the want of water had well- nigh floored us both." "You'll never make your fortune by doctoring on the frontier," said Hans, after a few minutes' silence. " Nobody gets ill in this splendid climate — besides, we couldn't afford to waste time in that r 10 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 1 : way. People here usually live to a great age, and then go off without the assistance of a doctor. What else can you turn your hand to ?" "Anything," replied Considine, with the over- weening confidence of youth. "Which means nothing, I suspect," said the Dutchman, "for Jack-of-all-trades is proverbially master of none." " It may be so," retorted the other, " nevertheless, without boasting, T may venture to assert — because I can prove it — that I am able to make tables, chairs, chests, and such-like things, besides knowing something of the blacksmith's trade. In regard to doctoring, I am not entitled to practise for fees, not yet being full-fledged — only a third-year student— but I may do a little in that way for love, you know. If you have a leg, for instance, that wants amputating, I can manage it for you with a good carving-knife and a cross-cut saw. Or, should a grinder give you annoyance, any sort of pincers, small enough to enter your mouth, will enable me to relieve you." At this Hans smiled and displayed a set of brilliant " grinders," which did not appear likely to ^ve him annoyance for some time to come. " Can you shoot ?" asked Hans, laying his hand on his companion's double-barrelled gun, which lay on the ground between them, and which, with its Si%^ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 17 \' delicate proportions and percussion-locks, formed a striking contrast to the battered, heavy, flint-lock weapon of the Dutchman. "^Ay, to some extent, as the lions' sldns in Jan Smit's waggon can testify. — By l^e way," added Considine quickly, "you said that you knew Smit. Can you tell me where he lives? because I still owe him the half of the money promised for permis- sion to accompany him on this trip, and should not like to remain his debtor." " Ja, I know where he lives. He's a bad specimen of a Dutch farmer in every respect, except as to size. He lives quite close to our farm — more 's the pity ! — and is one of those men who do their best to keep up bad feeling between the frontier-men and the Kafirs. The evil deeds of men such as he are represented in England, by designing or foolish persons, as being characteristic of the whole class of frontier farmers, hence we are regarded as a savage set, while, in my humble opinion, we are no worse than the people of other colonies placed in similar circumstances — perhaps better than some of them. Do you know anything of cur past history?" "Not much," replied Considine, throwing away the remnant of the stick he had been whittling and commencing on another piece. "Of course I know that the Cape was first doubled by the Portuguese commander Bartholomew Diaz in, I B >« n ■*. I : S 18 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. think, 1486, and after him by Vasco de Gama, and that the Dutch formed the first settlement on it under Van Eiebeek in 1652, but beyond this my knowledge of Cape history and dates is hazy and confused. I know, however, that your forefathers mismanaged the country for about a century and a half, after which it finally came into possession of the British in 1806." " Humph !" ejaculated Hans, while a shade of displeasure flitted for a moment across his broad visage. " 'Tis a pity your reading had not extended farther, for then you would have learned that from 1806 the colony has been mismanaged by your countrymen, and the last fruit of their mismanage- ment has been a bloody war with the Kafirs, which has only just been concluded. Peace has been made only this year, and the frontier is now at rest. But who will rebuild the burned homesteads of this desolated land? who will reimburse the ruined farmers ? above all, who will restore the lost lives ?" The young Dutchman's eyes kindled, and his stern face flushed as he spoke, for although his own homestead had escaped the ruthless savage, friends and kindred had suffered deeply in the irruption referred to, which took place in 1819, and one or two of his intimate comrades had found early graves in the wild karroo. Cousidine, sympathising with his companion's ^ i •».- THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 19 feelings, said, "I doubt not that you have much to complain of, for there is no colony under the sun that escapes from the evil acts of occasional bad or incompetent Governors. But pray do not extend your indignation to me or to my countrymen at large, for few of us know the true merits of your case. And tell me, what was the origin of the war which has just ended ?" The young farmer's anger had passed away as quickly as it came. Letting his bulky frame sink back into the reclining position from which he had partially risen, he replied — "Just the old story — self-will and stupidity. That domineering fellow Lord Charles Somerset, intending to check the plundering of the colony by Kafirs, chose to enter into treaties with Gaika as paramount chief of Kafirland, although Gaika him- self told him plainly that he was not paramount chief. Of course the other chiefs were indignant, and refused to recognise such treaties. They did rn.ore : they made war on Gaika, and beat him, whereupon Somerset, instead of leaving the niggers to fight their own battles, must needs send a great commando of military and burghers to " restore" Gaika to his so-called supremacy. This was done. The chief T'Slambi was driven from his villages, and no fewer than 11,000 head of cattle were handed over to Gaika. While this was poins/ on at the eastern i I 20 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. frontier, the Kafirs invaded the colony at othei points, drove in the small military posts, ravaged the whole land, and even attacked the military headquarters a,t Grahamstown, where, however, they were defeated with great slaughter. After this a large force was sent to drive them out of their great stronghold, the Fish Eiver bush. This was successfully accomplished, and then, at last, the right thing was done. The Governor met the Kafir chiefs, when it was agreed that they should evacuate the country between the Great Fish Kiver and the Keiskamma, and that the territory so evacuated should form neutral ground. So matters stand at present, but I have no faith in Kafirs. It is their pride to lie, their business to make war, and their delight to plunder." " But is it not the same with all savages ?" asked Considine. "DouLtless it is, therefore no savages ought to be trusted, as civilised men are trusted, till they ceas^ to be savages. We trust them too much. Time will show. — By the way, I hear that a new move is about to be attempted. Eumour says that your Government is going to send out a strong party of emigrants to colonise the eastern frontier. Is this true?" " It is," replied Considine ; " I wonder that you have not heard all about it before now." *i >• IfC' THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 21 V:| "Good reasons for that. For one thing, I have just returned from a long trip into the north- western districts, and have not been in the way of hearing news for some time. Besides, we have no news- papers in the colony. Everything comes to us by word of mouth, and thiit slowly. Tell me about this matter." "There is iltie to tell," returned Considine, replenishing the fire with a thick branch, which sent up a magnificent display of sparks and scared away a hyena and two jackals that had been prowling round the camp-fence. " The fact is that there is a great deal of distress in England just now, and a redundant population of idlers, owing to the cessation of continental wars. This seems to have put it into the heads of some people in power to encourage emigration to the eastern part of this colony. In the House of Commons £50,000 have been voted in aid of the plan, and it seems that when the proposal was first made public, no fewer than 90,000 would-be emigrants applied for leave to come out here. Of these I believe 4000 have been selected, and twenty-three vessels chartered to con- vey them out. This is all I could learn before I left England, but I suppose we shall have more light on the subjecut ere many months have gone by." " A good plan," said the Dutchman, with a grim smile, "but I pity the emigrants !" • V 29 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. I As Considine's head drooped at this point, and his eyes winked with that owlish look which indicates the approach of irresistible sleep, Hans Marais rose, and, spreading a large kaross or blanket of leopard skin on the ground, invited his companion to lie down thereon. The youth willingly complied, stretched himself beside the Dutchman, and almost instantly fell sound asleep. Hans spread a lighter covering over himself and his comrade, and, with his head on his saddle, lay for a long time gazing tranquilly at the stars, which shone with an intensity of lustre peculiar to that region of the southern hemisphere, while the yelling cries of jackals and. the funereal moaning of spotted hyenas, with an occasional distant roar from the king of beasts, formed an appropriate lullaby. 1 ' »• , THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 23 f CHAPTEE II. >' INTBODUCES A CAPE DUTCHMAN AND HIS FAMILY, AND SHOWS THE DNOEBTAINTT OP HUMAN PLANS. ) • The break of day found Charlie Considine and Hans Marais galloping lightly over the karroo towards a range of mountains which, on the previous evening, had appeared like a faint line of blue on the horizon. The sun was just rising in a blaze of splendour, giving promise of an oppressive day, when the horsemen topped a ridge beyond which lay the primitive buildings of a frontier farm. Considine uttered an exclamation of surprise, and looked inquiringly at his companion. " My father's farm," said Hans, drawing rein and advancing at a foot-pace. "A lovely spot," returned his companion, "but I cannot say much for the buildings." "They are well suited to their purpose never- theless," said Hans; "besides, would it be wise to build fine houses for Kafirs to burn ?" " ■an T HMM t i- Hi I ill H THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. "Is being burnt by Kafirs the necessary end of all frontier farms?" asked Considine, with a smile. ^ " Not the necessary, but the probable end. Many a one has been burnt in times gone by, and many a one will be burnt again, if thQ Government and people in England do not recognise and admit the two great facts, that the interest as well as the main desire of the frontier settler is peace, while the chief delight as well as business of the Kafir is war. But I suppose tliat you, being an Englishman, will not believe that until conviction is forced on you by experience. — Come, I will introduce you to one of those colonists who are supposed to be such dis- contented fire-eaters; I think he will receive you hospitably." The young farmer put spurs to his horse as he spoke, and dashed away over the plain, closely followed by his new friend, who was not sorry to drop the conversation, being almost entirely ignorant of the merits of the question raised. s The style of the group of buildings to which they drew near was not entirely unfamiliar to Considine, for he had passed one or two similar farm^, belonging to Cape Dutchmen, on his trip from the sea-coast to the interior. There were about this farm, however, a few prominent points of difference. The cottages, being built of sun-dried bricks, were little better \f ' mmmm THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 25 I"' {■ \ than miid-liuts, but there were more of them than Considine had hitherto seen on such farms, and the chief dwelling, in particular, displayed some touches of taste which betokened superior refinement in the inhabitants. The group lay in a hollow on the margin of an insignificant stream, whose course through the plain was marked by a thick belt of beautiful mimosa-bushes. Close to the houses, these mimosas, large enough to merit the title of trees, formed a green setting in which the farm appeared to nestle as if desirous of escaping the sunshine. A few cactus shrubs and aloes were scattered about in rear of the principal dwelling, in the midst of which stood several mud-huts resembling gigantic bee-hives. In these dwelt some of the Hottentot and other servants of the farm, while, a little to the right of them, on a high mound, were situated the kraals or enclosures for cattle and sheep. About fifty yards farther off, a clump of tall trees indicated the position of a garden, whose fruit-trees were laden with the blossoms or beginnings of a rich crop of peaches, lemons, oranges, apricots, figs, pears, plums, apples, pomegranates, and many other fruits and vegetables. This bright and fruitful gem, in the midst of the brown and apparently barren karroo, was chiefly due to the existence of a large enclosure or dam, which the thrifty farmer had constructed about half a mile from the. homestead, and the clear waters of 26 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. which shimmered in the centre of the picture, even when prolonged drought liad quite dried up the bed of its parent stream. The peaceful beauty of the scene was completed by its grand background of blue mountains. A tall, powerful, middle-aged man, in a coarse cloth jacket, leathern trousers or " crackers," and a broad-brimmed home-made hat, issued from the chief dwelling-house as the horsemen galloped up and drew rein. The sons of the family and a number of barking dogs also greeted them. Hans and Considine sprang to i the ground, while two or three of the eleven brothers, of various ages — also in leathern crackers, but without coats or hats — came forward, kicked the dogs, and led the horses away. " Let me introduce a stranger, father, whom I have found — lost in the karroo," said Hans. " Welcome to Eden ! Come in, come in," said Mynheer Conrad Marais heartily, as he shook his visitor by the hand. Considine suitably acknowledged the hospitable greeting and followed his host into the principal room of his residence. There was no hall or passage to the house. The visitor walked straight off the veldt, or plain, into the drawing-room — if we may so style it. The house door was also the drawing-room door, and it was \ I }>• I , «■!■ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 27 divided transversely into two halves, whereby an open window could at any moment be formed by shutting the lower half of the door. There was no ceiling to the room. You could see the ridge-pole and rafters by looking up between the beams, on one of which latter a swallow — taking advantage of the ever open door and the general hospitality of the family — had built its nest. The six-foot sons almost touched the said nest with their heads ; as to the smaller youths it was beyond the reach of most of them, but had it been otherwise no on5 would have disturbed the lively little intruder. The floor of the apartment was made of hard earth, without carpet. The whitewashed walls were graced with various garments, as well as implements and trophies of the chase. From the beams hung joints of meat, masses of dried fleah, and various kinds of game, large whips — termed sjamboks (pronounced shamhoJcs) — made of rhinoceros or hippopotamus hide, leopard and lion skins, ostrich eggs and feathers, dried fruit, strings of onions, and other miscellaneous objects ; on the floor stood a large deal table, and chairs of the same description — all home-made, — two waggon chests, a giant churn, a large iron pot, several wooden pitchers hooped with brass, and a side-table on which were a large brass-clasped Dutch Bible, a set of Dutch tea-cups, an urn, and a brass tea-kettle heated hs" \ 28 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. a chafing-dish. On the walls and in comers were several flint-lock guns, and one or two of the short light javelins used by the Kafirs for throwing in battle, named assagais. Three small doors led into three inner rooms, in which the entire family slept. There were no other apartments, the kitchen being an outhouse. On the centre table was spread a substantial breakfast, from which the various members of the family had risen on the arrival of the horsemen. Considine was introduced to Mynheer Marais' vrouw, a good-looking, fat, and motherly woman verging on forty, — and his daughter Bertha, a pretty little girl of eight or nine. "What is Mynheer's name?" was the matron's first question. Mynheer replied that it was Charles Considine. " Was Mynheer English ?" " Yes," Mynheer was proud to acknowledge the fact. Mrs. Marais followed up these questions with a host of others — such as, the age and profession of Mynheer, the number of his relatives, and^the object of his visit to South Africa. Mynheer Marais himself, after getting a brief outline of his son's meeting with the Englishman, backed the attack of his pleasant-faced vrouw by putting a number of questions as to the political state of Europe then \ > :v SB l^iCTI^^ 1 1 THK SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 29 A \ existing, and the chances of the British Government seriously taking into consideration the unsatisfactory condition of the Cape frontier and its relations with the Kafirs. To all of these and a multitude of other questions Charlie Considine replied with great readiness and good-humour, as far as his knowledge enabled him, for he began quickly to appreciate the fact that these isolated farmers, who almost never saw a newspaper were thirsting for information as to the world in general, as well as with regard to himself in particular. During this bombardment of queries the host and hostess were not forgetful to supply their young guest with the viands under which the substantial table groaned, while several of the younger members of the family, including the pretty Bertha, stood behind the rest and waited on them. With the exception of the host and hostess, none of the household spoke during the meal, all being fuUy occupied in listening eagerly and eating heartily. When the Dutch fire began to slacken for want of ammunition, Considine retaliated by opening a British battery, and soon learned that Marais and his wife both claimed, and were not a little proud of, a few drops of French blood. Their progenitors on the mother's side, they said, were descended from one of the French Hpguenot families which settled f 30 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. , r in the colony after (,he revocation of the Edict of Nantes. "You see," said Mynheer Marais, with a quiet smile of satisfaction, as he applied a boiled cob of mealies or Indian corn to his powerful teeth, " our family may be said to be about two-thirds Dutch and one-third French. In fact, we have also a little English blood in our veins, for my great-grandfather's mother was English on the father's side and Dutch on the mother's. Perhaps this accounts to some extent for my tendency to adopt some English and American ideas in the improvement of my farm, which is not a characteristic of my Cape-Dutch brethren." " So I have been told, and to some extent have seen," said Considine, with a sly glance; "in fact they appear to be rather lazy than otherwise." " Not lazy, young sir," returned Marais with some emphasis. " They are easy-going and easily satisfied, and not solicitous to add to their material comforts beyond a certain point — in short, contented with little, like Frenchmen, which is a praiseworthy con- ditio7i of mind, commended in Holy Writ, and not disposed to make haste to be rich, like you Englisli.'' " Ah I see," rejoined Considine, who observed a twinkle in the eyes of some of Mnhyeer's stalwart sous. "Yes," pursued tb-o farmer, buttering another ^■ f THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 31 " I ( inealie-cob, and commencing to it with infinite gusto, "you see, the Cape Dutchmen, although as fine a set of men as ever lived, are just a little too contented and slow ; on the other hand, young sir, you English are much too reckless and fast — " "Just so," interrupted Considine, bowing his thanks to the hostess for a third venison-steak which she had put on his plate; "the Dutch too slow, the Enghsh too fast, so that three parts Dutch, two parts French, and one part English — like a dash of seasoning — is, it seems, the perfect Marais mixture." This remark produced a sudden and unintentional burst of laughter from the young Maraises, not so much on account of the excess of .lumour contained in it, as from the fact that never before had they heard a jest of any kind fabricated at the expense of their father, of whom they stood much in awe, and for whom they had a profound respect. Conrad Marais, however, could take a joke, although not much given to making one. He sTuJle'r blandly over the edge of his mealie-cob. "You're right, sir, — right; the mixture is not a bad one. The Dutch element gives steadiness, the English vigour, and the French s;)irit. — By the way, Arend," he continued, turning to one of his stout olive-branches, "talking of spirit reminds me that you will hi-ve to go to work at that leak in the dam with more spirit than usual, tor ^vr f 32 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. t <^ can't afford to lose water in this dry weather. It is not finished, I think ? " " No, father, but we hope to get it done this after- noon." " That *s well. How many of you are at it ?" " David and I, with six Totties. Old Sam is ill, and none of the others can be spared to-day." " Can't some of your brothers help ? " asked the farmer. "Losing water is as bad almost as losing gold." " Joseph meant to come, but he started at six this morning to look after the cattle. We hear that the Kafirs carried off some of Jan Smit's sheep yesterday." " The black scoundrels !" exclaimed Conrad Marais, with a growl and a frown, " they are never at rest,^ either in times of peace or of war." The frown passed as quickly as it came, and the genial smile habitual to the farmer resumed its place on his countenance as he ran his fingers through the thick masses of his iron-grey hair and rose from the table. " Come, Mr. Considine," he said, putting on his hat, " are you disposed for a ride ? I take a look round the farm ev iry morning to see that things are going straight. "Will you join me ?" Of course Considine gladly assented, and Hans said he would accompany them, while the other sons V ' I Vv, V m . '. ,^; MWg" THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 33 ■ — except of course the younger ones, and the baby, who was Bertha's special charge — went out to their various avocations. A few minutes later the three horsemen were cantering over the plain. During the ride, Considine was again questioned closely as to his future intentions and prospects, but without anything very satisfactory being evolved. At lif T L iiirad Marais pulled up, after a long pause in fiL. conversation, and while they advanced at a waliv, baid — " W^ll, I 've bbpn thinJcing, and here is the out- come. You want work, Mr. Considine, and I want a workman. Ycu He had a good education, which I count a priceless advantage. Some of my sons have had a little, but since I came here the young ones have had none at all worth mentioning. What say you to become a sca^ c^"'->aster ? You stop with me and give the you'^^ gster^ as much as you think fit of whatever you )r.^v, jud I'll give you house-room and food, wi+^ a sm.iU aslivj and a hearty welcome. You need not bind yourself. If you don't like it, you can lepve it. If you do like it, you ^re welcome to stay as long as you please, and you '11 thus have an opportunity of looking about and deciding on your future plans. "What say you?" Considine re'.eiv. .' t>\e opening sentences of this proposal with a sinUe, ». .t as the farmer went on he ' 34 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 1 I became grave, and at length seriously entertained the idea. After having slept a night over it he finally resolved to accept the offer, and next day was fairly installed as dominie and a member of the farmer's family. School-books were ferreted out from the bottom of family chests ; a Hottentot's (or Tottie's) mud-hut was converted into a .schoolroom ; six of the farmer's sons — beginning alm^ •; at thp. foot of the scale — formed a class. Eeading, -g, and arithmetic were unfolded to youthful and i.^L un- willing minds, even Latin was broached by the eldest of the six, and, during a separate hour in the evening, French was taught to Bertha. Everything, in short, was put in train, and, as Considine expressed it, " the Marais Academy was going full swing," when an event occurred which instantly sent French and Latin to the right-about and scattered the three K's to the four winds. This was nothing less than an order from the Colonial Government to the Field Cornets on the frontier to engage waggons and oxen from the farmers, to be sent to Algoa Bay for the purpose of conveying the British immigrants — expected in a few weeks — from the coast to the various locations destined for their reception. Among others, Conrad Marais was to send two waggons and spans of oxen, each span consisting of eighteen animals. Hans Marais was to go in charge, ■'\'i \ 1 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 8S and Hans resolved to have Considine as a companion, for the journey down to the coast was long — about 1 60 miles, — and the two youths had formed so strong an attachment during their short acquaintance that Considine was as anxious to go as his friend could desire. Conrad Marais, having no objection to this arrangement, the oxen were "inspanned," and the day following that on which the order was received they set off towards the shores of the Indian Ocean. Having to pass the residence of Jan Smit on the way, Considine seized the opportunity to visit his former cross-grained companion and pay his debt. - Jan Smit was in a more savage humour than usual when the young man walked up to his dwelling. The farmer's back was towards him as he approached. He stood nervously switching a sjambok in his right hand, while he stormed in Dutch at three of his un- fortunate people, or rather slaves. One was a sturdy Hottentot named Kuyter, one a Malay named Abdul Jemalee, both of whom had travelled with Considine on the up journey. The third was the Bushman whom he had encountered when lost on the karroo, and who, owing to his inveterate stupidity, had been named Booby. They had all been implicated in the recent loss of cattle suffered by their savage master, who had already flogged tL«^. Bushman with the sjambok and '!. 8^ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. was furiously inteiTogating the Hottentot. At last he gave him a tremendous cut across the shoulders, which immediately raised a dark red bar thereon. Euyter's black eyes flashed. He did not wince, but drew himself quickly up like a man about to retaliate. Jan Smit observing and resenting the action, at once knocked him down. Euyter slowly rose and staggered away just as Considine came up. The youth could not resist the inclination to exclaim " Shame ! " "Who dares — " cried Jan Smit, turning fiercely round. He paused in mute surpri?:^ at «icfht of his former companiour " 1 dare !" said Considine sternly ; " many a time the word has been on my lips before, and now that it has passed them it may go. I came not here, however, to bully, or be bullied, but to pay my debt to you." He drew out a leathern purse as he spoke, and the Dutchman, whose spirit was quelled both by the manner and the matter of his visitor's remark, led the way to his domicile. The house resembled that of Conrad Marais in form, but in nothing else. Everything in and around it was dirty and more or less dilapidated. There was no dam, no garden, — nothing, in short, but the miserable dwelling and a few surrounding huts, with the cattle kraal. \\ ^ ,.irt«iiTtrr-r "-'Jcr. '"rwJtaB /■ ' . i I THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 37 i Having paid his debt, Considine did not vouchsafe another word, bat returned at once to the waggons. On the way he overtook Kuyter. " My poor fellow," he said, " have you no means of redress ? Can you not complain to some one — some magistrate ? " "Complain!" exclaimed the Hottentot fiercely, " what de use of complain ? No one care. Nobody listen — boh ! no use complain." The man had learnt a smattering of English. He was a short but very powerful fellow, and with a more intellectual head and countenance than is com- mon to his race. "Where are you going just now, Euyter?" asked Considine, feeling that it was best to change the subject just then. " Go for inspan de waggin. Ordered down to Algoa Bay for bring up de white men." " Then we shall probably meet on the road," said Considine, " for I am going to the same place." As he spoke, they came to a point where the road forked. The Hottentot, with a sulky "Good-day," took that path which led towards Jan Smit's cattle kraal, while Considine followed the other and re- joined his waggons. The two friends mounted tbeir horses, the drivers set the ox-teams in motion, and the huge waggons lumbered slowly over the karroo towards the risinisf sun. t i t ! ^ 38 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. CHAPTER III. DKSCBIBES THE SOMEWHAT CURIOUS BKGINNINQ OP SETTLER-LIPB IN SOUTH AFRICA. Leaping over time and space with that hilarious mentai bound which is so easy and enjoyable to writers and readers, let us fold our wings at early morn in the* month of May, and drop down on the heights in the vicinity of Algoa Bay. The general aspect of the bay is sandy and sterile. On its blue waters many large vessels lie at anchor. Some of them are trim, with furled sails and squared yards, as if they had been there for a considerable time. Others have sails and spars loose and awry, as if they had just arrived. From these latter many an emigrant eye is turned wistfully on the shore. The rising ground on which we stand is crowned by a little fortress, or fortified barrack, styled Fort Fred- erick, around which are the marquees of the officers of the 7 2d regiment. Below, on the range of sand- hills which fringe the beach, are pitched a multitude of canvas tents, and among these upwards of a thousand men, women, and children are in busy mm 'mitiiilt'rr — r"- THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 39 motion. There are only one or two small wooden houses visible, and three thatched cottages. Down at the water's edge, and deep in the surf, crowds of soldiers, civilians, and half-naked natives are busy- hauling on the ropes attached to the large surf-boats, which ai covered to overflowing with human beings. Those in the boats, as well as those in the surf and on the beach, are in a state of high excitement, and more or less demonstrative, while the seamen from a neighbouring sloop of war, who manage the boats, shout to the people at the ropes. The replies of these aro drowned, ever and anon, by the roar of falling " rollers." These rollers, or great waves, calm though the morning be, come in with giant force from the mighty sea. They are the mere termination of the ocean-swell. Eeader, the scene before you marks an epoch of vast importance in South African history. It is the "landing of the British settlers" in the year 1820. The spot is that on which now stands the flourishing commercial town of Port Elizabeth, styled, not in- appropriately, by its inhabitants, the " Liverpool of South Africa." Standing near the stern of one of the surf-boats, his strong right hand grasping the gunwale, and his grave eyes fixed on the shore, one of the exiles from Scotland lifted his voice that day and said — ** Hech, sirs ! it 's but a puir, ill-faur'd, outlandish IM 40 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. '%■ U -J- - sort 0* country. I wad fain hope the hieland hills of our location inland are mair pleasant-lookin' than this." " Keep up your spirits, Sandy Black," observed a sturdy Highlander who stood at his side; "those who know the country best say that our location is a splendid one — equal to Scotland itself, if not superior." " It may be so, Mr. M'Tavish," replied Sandy, in a doubtful tone of voice, " it may be so." " Hallo ! " suddenly and loudly exclaimed a dapper little man, whose voice betokened him English. "What is't, Jerry?" demanded Sandy Black, turning his eyes seaward, in which direction Jerry was gazing. The question needed no reply, for Sandy, and indeed all the various people in the barge who stood high enough on its sides or lading to be able to look over the gunwale, observed a mighty wave coming up behind them like a green wall. / " Haul hard ! " roared the seamen in charge. " Ay, ay," shouted the soldiers on shore. As they spoke the billow lifted the boat as if it had been a cork, fell under it with a deafening roar, and bore it shoreward in a tumult of seething foam. Next moment the wave let it down with a crash and retired, leaving it still, however, in two or three feet of water. '■^^K THE SETTLKR AND THE SAVAGE. 41 "Eh, man, but that was a duut!" exclaimed Sandy, tightening his hold on the gunwale, while several of his less cautious or less powerful neigh- bours were sent sprawling into the bottom of the boat among terrified women and children. All was now bustle and tenfold excitement, for the soldiers on the beach hurried waist-deep into the sea for the purpose of carrying the future settlers on shore. Thomas Pringle, the leader of i^he Scotch party, and who afterwards became known as the " South African poet," had previously landed in a gig. He gave an opportune hint, in broad Scotch, to a tall corporal of the 7 2d Highlanders to be careful of his country- men. * " Scotch folk, are they ? " exclaimed the corporal, with a look of surprise at Pringle. " Never fear, sir, but we sal be carefu' o' them." The corporal was as good as his word, for he and his comrades carried nearly the whole party ashore in safety. But there were others there who owned no allegiance to the corporal. One of these — a big sallow Hottentot — chanced to get Jerry, surnamed Goldboy, on his shoulders, and, either by mischance or design, stumbled and fell, pitching Jerry over his head, just as aiiother billow from the Indian Ocean was rushiug to the termination of its grand career. It caught Jerry up in a loving embrace as 4i THE SETTLEll AND THE SAVAGE. he rose, and pitched him with a noisy welcome on the shore. " Weel done, JeiTy !" cried Sandy Black, who had just been overturned by the same wave from the shoulders of a burly Englishman — a previously landed settler — " you an' me 's made an impressive landin'. Come, let 's git oot o' the bustle." So saying the stout Lowlander seized his little English friend by the arm and dragged him towards the town of canvas which had within a few weeks sprung up like mushrcoms among the sandhills. Although wet from head to foot, each forgot his condition in the interest awakened by the strange sights and sounds around him. Their im- mediate neighbourhood on the beach was crowded with emigrants, as party after party was carried ashore shoulder-high by the soldiers, who seemed to regard the whole affair as a huge practical joke. The noise was indescribable, because compound. There was the boisterous hilarity of people who felt their feet once more on solid ground, after a long and weary voyage ; the shouting of sailors and bargemen in the boats, and of soldiers and natives on the beach ; the talking and laughing of men and women who had struck up sudden friendships on landing, as well as of those who had crossed the sea together ; the gambolling and the shrieking delight of children freed from the restraints of shipboard ; the shouts of iu- 1 »■»,- p THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 43 dignant Government officials who could not get their orders attended to ; the querulous demands of people whose lu{?gage had gone astray in process of debarka- tion; bawling of colonial Dutch by gigantic Dutch - African farmers, in broad - brimmed hats and leathern crackers, with big tobacco-pipes in their mouths ; the bellowing of oxen in reply to the pistol-shot cuts applied to their flanks by half- naked Hottentots and Bushmen, whose whips were bamboos of twenty feet or so in length, with lashes twice as long; the creaking of Cape-waggons, the barking of dogs, and, as a measured accompaniment to all, th9 solemn regular booming of the restless sea. Dis( 7ing themselves from the crowded beach, Sandy J:iiack and Jerry Goldboy proceeded towards the town of tents among the sandhills. On their way they passed several large tarpaulin-covered depots of agricultural implements, carpenter's and blacksmith's tools, and ironware of all descriptions, which had been provided by Government to be sold to the settlers at prime cost — for this grand effort at colonisation was originated and fostered by the British Government. " Weel, weel, did ever 'ee see the like o' that, noo V* observed Sandy Black, as he passed some sandhills covered with aloes and cactuses and rare exotics, such as one might expect to find in English greenhouses. "Well, yes," replied Jerry Goldboy, "them are hodd- / > 44 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. lookin' wegitables. I can't say that I 've much know- ledge of such-like myself, *avin bin born an' bred in London, as I 've often told you, but they do seem pecooliar, even to me. — I say, look 'ere ; I thought all the people 'ere was settlers." Sandy, who was a grave man of few words, though not without a touch of sly humour, replied, " Weel, so they are — an' what than ?" " Why, w'at are them there ?" demanded Jerry, pointing to several marquees pitched apart among some evergreen bushes. " H'm ! 'ee may ask that," re];^lied the Scot ; but as he (^\d not add more, his companion was content to iftiT^^id his words as a confession of ignorance, and passed on with the remark, " haristocrats." Jerry was so far right. The marquees referred to belonged to the liigher class of settlers, who had resolved to forsake their native land and introduce refinement into the South African wilds. The position chosen by them on which to pitch their tents, and the neatness of everything around, evinced their taste, while one or two handsome carriages standing close by betokened wealth. Some of the occupants, elegantly dressed, were seated in camp- chairs, with books in their hands, while others were rambling among the shrubbery on the little emin- ences and looking down on the bustling beach and bay. The tents of these, however, formed an insignificant - THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 45 ,'(■ '\U ' i ) proportion of the canvas town in which Sandy Black and his friend soon found themselves involved. "Settlers' Camp," as it was called, consisted of several hundred tents, pitched in parallel rows or streets, and was occupied by the middle and lower class of settlers — a motley crew, truly. There were jolly farmers and pale-visaged tradesmen from various parts of England, watermen from the Thames, fishermen from the seaports, artisans from town and country, agricultural labourers from every- where, and ne'er-do-weels from nowhere in particular. England, Scotland, Ireland, were represented — in some cases misrepresented, — and, as character was varied, the expression of it produced infinite variety. Although the British Government had professedly favoured a select four thousand out of the luckless ninety thousand who had offered themselves for emigration, it is to be feared that either the selection had not been carefully made, or drunkenness and riotous conduct had been surprisingly developed on the voyage out. Charity, however, requires us to hope that much of the excitement displayed was due to the prospect of being speedily planted in rural felicity in the wilds of Africa. Conversation, at all events, ran largely on this theme, as our wanderers could easily distinguish — fcrr people talked loudly, and all tent-doors were wide open. After wandering for some time, Sandy Black \ 46 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. V" paused, and looking down at his little friend with what may be called a grave smile, gave it as his opinion that they had got lost " in Settlers'-toon." " I do believe we 'ave," assented Jerry. " What 's to be done?" " Gang to the best hotel," suggested Sandy. "But where is the best 'otel?" " H'm ! 'ee may ask that." A burst of noisy laughter just behind them caused the lost ones to turn abruptly, when they observed four tall young men of gentlemanly aspect sitting in a small military tent, and much amused apparently at their moist condition. "Why, where did you two fellows come from?" asked one of the youths, issuing from the tent. "From England and Scotland," replied Jerry Goldboy promptly. " From the sea, I should say," returned the- youth, " to judge from your wet garments." " Ay, we 've been drookit," said Sandy Black. "Bring 'em in. Jack," shouted one of the other youths in the tent. "Come inside," said he who was styled Jack, " and have a glass of whisky. There 's nothing like whisky to dry a wet skin, is there, Scotty?" To this familiar appeal Sandy replied " m — h'm," which word, we may add for the information of foreigners, is the Scotch for " Yes." l; . ,i THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. ' 47 " Sit down there on the blankets," said the hospit- able Jack, " we haven't got our arm-chairs or tables made yet. Allow me to introduce my two brothers, James and Eobert Skyd ; my own name is the less common one of John. This young man of six feet two, with no money and less brain, is not a brother — only a chum — named Frank Dobson. Come, fill up and drink, else you '11 catch a cold, or a South African fever, if there is such a thing. Whom shall I pledge?" " My name is Jerry Goldboy," said the English- man ; " your health, gentlemen." "'Am Sandy Black," said the Scot; "here's fee." " Well, Mr. Black and Mr. Coldboy "—Goldboy, interposed Jerry — "I speak for my brothers and friend when I wish you all success in the new land." "Do talk less. Jack," said Eobert Skyd, the youngest brother, " and give our friends a chance of speaking. — Have you come ashore lately ?" " Just arrived," answered Jerry. " I thought so. Tou belong to the Scotch party that goes to Baviaans Eiver, I suppose?" asked Frank Dobson. This question led at length to a full and free account of the circumstances and destination of each party, with which however we will not trouble the reader in detail. "D'ee ken onything aboot Baviaans Eiver?" in- i8 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. quired Sandy Black, after a variety of subjects had been discussed. " Nothing whatever," answered John Skyd, " save that it is between one and two hundred miles — more or less — inland among the mountains, and that its name, which is Dutch, means the Eiver of Baboons, its fastnesses being filled with these gentry." " Ay, I 've heard as much mysel'," returned Sandy, " an' they say the craters are gey fierce. Are there ony o' the big puggies in the Albany district ?" " No, none. Albany is too level for them. It lies along the sea-coast, and is said to be a splendid country, though uncomfortably near the Kafirs." " The Kawfirs. Ay. H'm !" said Sandy, leaving his hearers to form their own judgment as to the meaning of his words. " An' what may your tred be, sir ?" he added, look- ing at John Skyd. The three brothers laughed, and John replied — " Trade ? we have no trade. Our 'profession is that of clerks — knights of the quill; at least such was our profession in the old country. In this new land, my brother Bob's profession is fun, Jim's is jollity, and mine is a compound of both, called joviality. As to our chum Dobson, his profession may be styled remonstrance, for he is perpetually checking our levity, as he calls it ; always keeping us in order and snubbing us, nevertheless we couldn't \\^ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 49 % do without him. In fact, we may be likened to a social clock, of which Jim is the mainspring, Bob the weight, I the striking part of the works, and Dobson the pendulum. But we are not particular, we are ready for anything." " Ay, an' fit for nothin'," observed Sandy, with a peculiar smile and shrug, meant to indicate that his jest was more than haK earnest. The three brothers laughed again at this, and their friend Dobson smiled. Dobson's smile was peculiar. The corners of his mouth turned down instead of up, thereby giving his grave countenance an unusually arch expression. "Why, what do you mean, you cynical Scot?" demanded John Skyd. " Our shoulders are broad enough, are they not ? nearly as broad as yoar own," "Oo* ay, yer shoothers are weel aneugh, but I wadna gie much for yer heeds or haunds." Keply to this was interrupted by the appearance, in the opening of the tent, of a man whose solemn but kindly face checked the flow of flippant conver- sation. "You look serious. Orpin; has anything gone wrong?" asked Frank Dobson. "Our friend is dying," replied the man, sadly. " He will soon meet his opponent in the land where all is light, and where all disputes shall be ended in agreement." ■■^v ami no THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. \. Orpin referred to two cf the settlers whose careers in South Africa were destined to be cut short on the threshold. The two men had been earnestly religious, but, like all the rest of Adam's fallen race, were troubled with the effects of original sin. They had disputed hotly, and had ultimately quarrelled, on religious subjects on the voyage out. One of them died before he landed ; the other was the man of whom Orpin now spoke. The sudden change in the demeanour of the brothers Skyd surprised as well as gratified Sandy Black. That sedate, and literally as well as figuratively, long- headed Scot, had felt a growing distaste to the flippant young Englishers, as he styled them, but when he saw them throw off their light character, as one might throw off a garment, and rise eagerly and sadly to question Orpin about the dying man, he felt, as mankind is often forced to feel, that a first, and especially a hasty, judgment is often incorrect. Stephen Orpin was a mechanic and a Wesleyan, in virtue of which latter connection, and a Christian ST)irit, he had been made a local preacher. He was on his way to offer his services as*a watcher by the bedside of the dying man. This man and his opponent were not the only emigrants who finished their course thus abruptly, Dr. Cotton, the " Head " of the " Nottingham party,' } ' V THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. j—U> n I t ,., ■ , i> I f i I Dr. CtMecott and some others, merely came, as it were like Moses, in sight of the promised land, and then ended their earthly career. Yet some of these left a valuable contribution, in their children, to the future colony. While Black and his friend Jerry were observ- ing Orpin, as he conversed with the brothers Skyd, the tall burly Englishman from whose shoulders the former had been hurled into the sea, chanced to pass, and quietly grasped the Scot by the arm. "Here you are at last! Why, man, I've been lookin' for you ever since that unlucky accident, to offer you a change of clothes and a feed in my tent — or I should say our tent, for I belong to a * party,' like every one else here. Come along." " Thank 'ee kindly," answered Sandy, " but what between haverin* wi' thae Englishers an' drinkin' their whusky, my freen' Jerry an' me 'a dry aneugh already." The Englishman, however, would not listen to any excuse. He was one of those hearty men, with superabundant animal spirits — ^to say nothing of physique — who are not easily persuaded to let others follow their own inclinations, and who are so good- natured that it is difficult to feel offended with their kindly roughness. He introduced himself by the \ i 52 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. name of George Dally, and insisted on Black accom- panying him to his tent. Sandy being a sociable, although a quiet man, offered little resistance, and Jerry, being a worshipper of Sandy, followed with gay nonchalance. V ■ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 53 m- le, Qd ith CHAPTER IV. FURTHER PARTICULARS OF " SKTTLKRS' TOWN," AND A START MADK FOR THU PROMISED LAND. Threading his way among the streets of " Settlers' Town," and pushing vigorously through the crowds of excited beings who peopled it, George Dally led his new acquaintances to a tent in the outskirts of the camp — a suburban tent, as it were. Entering it, and ushering in his companions, he introduced them as the gentlemen who had been capsized into the sea on landing, at which operation he had had the honour to assist. There were four individuals in the tent. A huge German labourer named Scholtz, and his wife. Mrs. Scholtz was a substantial woman of forty. She was also a nurse, and, in soul, body, and spirit, was totally absorbed in a baby boy, whose wild career had begun four months before in a furious gale in the Bay of Biscay. As that infant "lay, on that day, in the Bay of Biscay !" the elemental strife outside appeared to have found a lodgment in his soul, for he burst upon the astonished passengers . . .m 1 1 „ 54 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. with a squall which lasted longer than the gale, and was ultimately pronounced the worst that had visited the ship since she left England. Born in a storm, the infant was baptised in a stiff breeze by a Wesleyan minister, on and after which occasion he was understood to be Jabez Brook ; but one of the sailors happening to call him Junkie on the second day of his existence, his nurse, Mrs. Schoitz, leaped at the endearing name like a hungry trout at a gay fly, and " Junkie " he remained during the whole term of childhood. Junkie's main chjaracteristic was strength of lungs, and his chief delight to make that fact known. Six passengers changed their berths for the worse in order to avoid him. One who could not change became nearly deranged towards the end of the voyage, and on'^ who was sea-sick all the way out, seriously thought of suicide, but incapacity for any physical effort whatever happily saved him. In short, Junkie was the innocent cause of many dread- ful thoughts and much improper language on the unstable scene of his nativity. Besides these three, there was in the tent a pretty, dark-eyed, refined- looking girl of about twelve. She was Gertrude Brook, sister and idolater of Junkie. Her father, Edwin Brook, and her mother, dwelt in a tent close by. Brook was a gentleman of small means, but Mrs. Brook was a very rich lady — rich in the I f t THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 55 .' K^ > 4 ^ f possession of a happy temper, a loving disposition, a pretty face and figure, and a religious soul. Thus Edwin Brook, though poor, may be described as a man of inexhaustible wealth. Gertrude had come into Daily's tent to fetcn Junkie to her father when Sandy Black and his friends entered, but Junkie had just touched the hot teapot, with the contents of which Mrs. Scholtz was regaling herself and husband, and was not in an amiable humour. His outcries were deafening. " Now do hold its dear little tongue, and go to its popsy," said Mrs. Scholtz tenderly. (Mrs. Scholtz was an Englishwoman.) We need not say that Junkie declined obedience, neither would he listen to the silvery blandishments of Gertie. " Zee chile vas bom zhrieking, ant he vill die zhrieking," growled Scholtz, who disliked Junkie. The entrance of the strangers, however, unex- pectedly stopped the shrieking, and before Junkie could recover his previous train of thought Gertie bore him off in triumph, leaving the hospitable Dally and Mrs. Scholtz to entertain their visitors to small talk and tea. While seated thus they became aware of a sudden increase of the din, whip-cracking, and ox-bellowing with which the camp of the settlers resounded. " They seem fond o' noise here," observed Sandy V '. ? 56 THK SRTTLEU AN"!) THE SAVAOE. \ Black, handing his cup to Mrs. Scholtz to be refilled. " I never 'card such an 'owling before," said Jerry Goldboy ; " what is it all about ?" " New arrivals from zee interior," answered Scholtz ; ** dere be alvays vaggins comin' ant goin'. " The camp is a changin' one," said Dally, sipping liis tea with the air of a connoisseur. " When you 've been here as long as we have you '11 understand how it never increases much, for although ship after ship arrives with new swarms of emigrants from the old country, waggon' after waggon comes from I don't know where — somewheres inland anyhow — and every now an' then long trains of these are seen leaving camp, loaded with goods and women and children, enough to sink a small schooner, and followed by crowds of men tramping away to their new homes in the wilderness — though what these same new homes or wilderness are like is more than I can tell." " Zee noise is great," growled Scholtz, as another burst of whip-musketry, human roars, and bovine bellows broke on their ears, "ant zee confuzion is indesgraibable." " The gentlemen whose business it is to keep order must have a hard time of it," said Mrs. Scholtz ; " I can't ever understand how they does it, what between landing parties and locating 'em, and 1^ : 1 tt TIIK HKTTLKR AND TlIK SAVAGE. 67 \i V (•■ I " ' feeding, supplying, advising, and despatching of *em, to say nothing of scolding and snubbing, in the midst of all this Babel of bubbledom, quite surpasses my understanding. — Do you understand it, Mr. Black?" " Ay," replied Sandy, clearing his throat and speaking somewhat oracularly. " 'Ee must know, Mrs. Scholtz, that it 's the result of organisation and gineralship. Ony serjeant or corporal can kick or drive a few men in ony direction that 's wanted, but it takes a gineral to move an army. If 'ee was to set a corporal to lead twunty thoosand men, he'd gie them orders that wad thraw them into a deed , lock, an' than naethin* short o' a miracle could git them oot o't, Mony a battle *s been lost by brave men through bad gineralship, an' mony a battle's been won by puir enough bodies o' men because of their leader's administrative abeelity, Mrs. Scholtz." " Very true, Mr. Black," replied Mrs. Scholtz, with the assurance of one who thoroughly understands what she hears. "Foo, ..iitinued Sandy, with increased gravity, •■*♦ thae Kpwfir bodies we hear aboot only had oiiiefs wi' povvers of orgnnisation, an' was a' united thegi iier, they wad drive the haill o' this colony into the sea like chaff before the wind. But they '11 niver do it ; for, 'ee see, they want mind — an' body 7 'AtUI 58 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. withoot mind is but a puir thing after a', Mrs. Scholtz." " I *m not so zhure of zat," put in Scholtz, stretch- ing his huge frame and regarding it complacently ; "it vould please me better to have body vidout mint, zan mint vidout body." " H'm ! 'ee 've reason to be pleased then," muttered Black, drily. This compliment was either not appreciated, by Scholtz, or he was prevented from acknowledging it by an interruption from without; for just at the moment a voice was heard asking a passer-by if he could tell where the tents of the Scotch party were pitched. Those in the tent rose at once, and Sandy Black, issuing out, found that the questioner was a handsome young Englishman, who would have appeared, what he really was, both stout and tall, if he had not been dwarfed by his companion, a Cape- Dutchman of unusually gigantic proportions. " We are in search of the Scottish party," said the youth, turning to Sandy w^ith a polite bow; "can you direct us to its whereabouts ?" "I'm no' sure that I can, sir, though I'm wan o' the Scotch pairty mysel', for me an' my freen hae lost oorsels, but doobtless Mister Dally here can help us. May I ask what 'ee wart wi' us ?" " Certainly," replied the Englishman, with a smile. "Mr. Marais and I have been commissioned to I IV ! I' . ".4 k ^• I i*-: THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 59 < 1^ iif I transport you to Baviaans river in bullock-waggons, and we wish to see Mr. Pringle, the head of your party, to make arrangements. — Can you guide us, Mr. Dally?" " Have you been to the deputy-quartermaster- general's office?" asked Dally. " Yes, and they directed us to a spot said to be surrounded by evergreen bushes near this quarter of the camp." " / know it — just outside the ridge between the camp and the Government offices. — Come along, sir," said Dally ; " I "11 show you the way." In a few minutes Dally led the party to a group of seven or eight tents which were surrounded by Scotch ploughs^cart-whecis, harrows, cooking utensils fire-arms, and various implements of husbandry and ironware. "Here come the lost ones!" exclaimed Kenneth M'Tavish, who, with his active wife and sprightly daughter Jessie, was busy arranging the interior of ■ his tent, " and bringing strangers with them too !" While Sandy Black and his friend Jerry were explaining the cause of their absence to some of the Scotch party, the young Englishman introduced his friend and himself as Charles Considine and Hans Marais, to the leader, Mr. Pringle, a gentleman who, besides being a good poet, afterwards took a prominent part in the first acts of that great drama frr 60 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. - -the colonisation of the eastern frontier of South Africa. It is unnecessary to trouble the reader with all that was said and done. Suffice it to say that arrangements were soon made. The acting Governor, Sir Kufane Donkin, arrived on the 6th of June from a visit to Albany, the district near the sea on which a large number of the settlers were afterwards located, and from him Mr. Pringle learned that the whole of the Scotch emigrants were to be located in the moun- tainous country watered by some of the eastern branches of the Great Fish Eiver, close to the Kafir frontier. The upper part of the Baviaans, or Baboons, Eiver had been fixed for the reception of his particular section. It was also intended by Government that a piece of unoccupied territory still farther to the eastward should be settled by a party of five hundred Highlanders, who, it was conjectured', would prove the most effective buffer available to meet the first shock of invasion, should the savages ever attempt another inroad. Mr. Pringle laid this proposed arrangement before a council of the heads of families under his charge ; it was heartily agreed to, and preparations for an early start were actively begun. On the day of his arrival Sir Eufane Donkin laid the foundation of the first house of the now wealthy and flourishing, though not very imposing, town of /•■I \.; } ifi THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. ^ I Port Elizabeth, so named after his deceased wife, to whose memory an obelisk was subsequently erected en the adjaceni; heigiits. A week later, a train of seven waggons stood with the oxen " inspanned," or yoked, ready to leave the camp, from which many similar trains had previously set out. The length of such a train may be con- ceived when it is told that each waggon was drawn by twelve or sixteen oxen. These were fastened in pairs to a single trace or " trektow " of twisted thongs of bullock or buffalo hide, strong enough for a ship's cable. Each waggon had a canvas cover or " till " to protect its goods and occupants from the sun and rain, and each was driven by a tall Dutchman, who carried a bamboo whip like a salmon fishing-rod with a lash of thirty feet or more. A slave, Hot- tentot or Bushman, led the two front oxen of each span. like pistol-shots the formidable whips went off; the oxen pulled, tossed their unwieldy horns, and bellowed ; the Dutchmen growled and shouted ; the half-naked " Totties " and Bushmen flung their arms and legs about, glared and gasped like demons ; the monstrous waggons moved; "Settlers' Town" was slowly left behind, and our adventurers, heading for the thorny 'jungles of the Zwartkops River, began their toilsome journey into the land of hope and promise. H^a «ir THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. " It *s a queer beginning ! " remarked Sandy Black, as he trudged between Hans Marais and Charlie Considine. " I hope it will have a good ending," said Con- sidine. 1 Whether that hope was fulfilled the reider shall find out in the sequel. Meanwhile some of the English parties took their departure by the same route, and journeyed in com- pany till points of divergence were reached where many temporary friendships were brought to a close, though some there were which, although very recently formed, withstood firmly the damaging effects of time, trial, sorrow, and separatiou. i I .\ THE SETTLER AlfD THE SA.VAGE. 63 - > f ? 1 1 fc • . 1 ^i •I , H CHAPTER V. ADVENTDRE8 AND INCIDENTS OF THE FIRST NIOHT IN THE " BUSH." A NIGHT-BIVOUAC Under the mimosa-bushes of the Zwartkops Eiver. The Cape-waggons are drawn up in various comfortable nooks ; the oxen are turned loose to graze ; camp-fires are kindled. Eound these men and women group themselves very much as they do in ordinary society. Classes keep by them- selves, not because one class wishes to exclude the other, but because habits, sympathies, interests, and circumstances draw like to like. The ruddy glare of the camp-fires contrasts pleasantly with the cold light of the moon, which casts into deepest shadow the wild recesses of bush and brake, inducing many a furtive glance from the more timid of the settlers, who see an elephant, a buffalo, or a Cape " tiger " in every bank and stump and stone. Their suspicions are not so wild as one might suppose, for the neigh- bouring jungle, called the Addo Bush, swarms with these and other wild animals. The distance travelled on this first day was not va>' '•sMMMifxMibtti.tMriir 64 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. great; the travellers were not much fatigued, but were greatly excited by novelty, which rendered them wakeful. If one had gone round to the numerous fires and played eavesdropper, what eager discussion on the new land he would have heard ; what anxious speculations ; what sanguine hopes ; what noble plans; what ridiculous ideas; what mad anticipa- tions ! — for all were hopeful and enthusiastic. Bound one of these fires was assembled the family and retainers of our Highland farmer, Kenneth M'Tavish, among whom were Sandy Black and Jerry Goldboy. ; They had been joined by Charhe Considine, who felt drawn somewhat to Sandy. Quite close to these, round another fire, were grouped the three bachelor brothers Skyd, with their friend Dobson. At another, within earshot of these, were Edwin Brook and his wife, his daughter Gertrude, Scholtz and his wife. Junkie, George Dally, and Stephen Orpin, with bluff Hans Marais, who had somehow got acquainted with the Brook family, and seemed to prefer their society to that of any other. Down in a hollow under a thick spreading mimosa- bush was the noisiest fire of all, for there were assembled some of the natives belonging to the waggons of Hans and Jan Smit. These carried on an uproarious discussion of some sort, appealing frequently to our friend Euyter the Hottentot, who appeared to be regarded by them as an umjjire or an ROUND THE CAMP-FIRES. -Page 64. '> .i»»i»,WB«»UiM, / THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 65 \ oracle. The Hottentot race is a very inferior one, both mentally and physically, but there are among them individuals who rise much above the ordinary level. Ruyter was one of these. He had indeed the sallow visage, high cheek-bones, and dots of curly wool scattered thinly over his head, peculiar to his race, but his countenance was unusually intelligent, Ids frame well made and very powerful, and his ex- ]iression good. He entered heartily into the fun of attempting to teach the Hottentot klick to some of the younger men among the emigrants, who were attracted to his fire by the shouts of laughter in which the swarthy slaves and others indulged. Abdul Jemalee, the Malay slave, was there; also B(joby the Bushman— the former grave and silent, almost sad; thr latter conducting himself like a monkey — to which animal he seemed closely related — and evoking shouts of laughter from a few youths, for whose special benefit he kept in the background and mimicked every one else. " What a noisy set they are over there !" observed Edwin Brook, who had for some time been quietly contemplating the energetic George Dally, as he per- formed the duties of cook and waiter to his party. " They are, sir," replied Dally, " like niggers iu general, fond of showing their white teeth." " Come, Gertie, your mother can spare you now ; let 's go over and listen to them." E U S m 66 THE SETTLEK AND THE SAVAGE. Gertie complied witli alacrity, and took her father's arm. "Oh!" she exclaimed, with a little scream, as a thorn full five inches long gave her a wicked probe on the left shoulder. Hans Marais sprang up and gallantly raised the branch which had touched her. " It is only Kafirs who can run against mimosa thorns with impunity," said the handsome young Dutchman. G 3rtie laughed, remarked that mimosa thorns, like South African gentleinen, were unusually long and sharp, and passed on. Hans sat down on the ground, filled his large pipe, end gazed dreamily into the fire, with something of the sensation of a hunter when he makes a bad shot. '*■ Now then, Goliath," said the ever busy George iJally ; " move your long legs out o' that. Don't you see the pot's about to bile over ?" Hans quietly obeyed. " If I chanced to be alongside o' that Tottie over there just now," continued George, "I'd be inclined to stop his noise with a rap on his spotted pate." " You 'd have to make it a heavy rap, then, to pro- duce any effect," said Hans, taking a long draw at his pipe, "for he belongs to a hard-headed race." The truth of the young farmer's words was verified .t» THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 67 .«» Ir just then in a way that was alarming as well as unexpected. ' One of the heavy waggons, which had been delayed behind the others by some trifling accident, came lum- bering up just as Hans spoke. There was a softish sandy spot in advance of it, into which one of the front wheels plunged. The tilt caught on part of the waggon to which Euyter belonged. To prevent damage the active Hottentot sprang forward. In doing so he tripped and fell. At the same instant a tremendous crack of the whip and a shout produced a wrench at the waggon, the hind wheel of which went over Euyter's head and crushed it into the ground ! A roar of consternation followed, and several eager hands carefully dug out the poor man's head. To the surprise of all, the five-ton waggon had not flattened it ! The sand was so soft that it had not been squeezed at all — at least to any damaging extent, — a round stone having opportunely taken much of the pressure on itself, so that the Hottentot soon revived, and, beyond a headache, was little the woi'so of the accident. He returned to his place at the fire, but did not resume his part in the discus- sions, which were continued as noisily as before. • In strong contrast with the other groups were those of the Dutch- African boers who had brought the waggons to the Bay. Most of them were men of ^ r^\ 68 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVA(!E. colossal stature. They sat apart smoking tluiir huge pipes in silent complacency and comfort, amused a little at the scenes going on around them, but apparently disinclined to trouble themselves about anything in particular. ' Supper produced a lull in the general hum of conversation, but when pipes were lit the storm revived and continued far into the night. At last symptoms of weariness appeared, and people began to make arrangements for going to rest. These arrangements were as varied as the charac- ters of the emigrants. Charlie Considine and Hans Marais, now become inseparable comrades, cleared and levelled the ground under a mimosa-bush, and, spreading th^ir kaross thereon, lay down to sleep. George Dally, being an adaptable man, looked at the old cam- paigners for a few minutes, and then imitated their example. Little Jerry Goldboy, being naturally a nervous creature, and having his imagination filled with snakes, scorpions, tarantulas, etc., would fain have slept in one of the waggons above the baggage — as did many of the women and children — if he had not been laughed out of his desire by Dally, and induced to spread his couch manfully on the bare ground. It must not be supposed, however, that Jerry, although timid, was cowardly. On the contrary, he THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 69 was bold as a lion. He could not control his sensitively-strung nervous system, but instead of running away, like the coward, he was prone to rush furiously at whatever startled him and grapple with it. Some families pitched their tents, others, deeming curtains a needless luxury in such magnificent weather, contented themselves with the shelter of the bushes. Mean while the Hottentot attendants replenished the fires, while the boers unslung their huge guns and placed them so as to be handy ; for, although elephants and lions were not nearly so numerous as they once had been in that particular locality, there was still sufficient possibility of their presence, as well as of other nocturnal wanderers in the African wilds, to render such precaution necessary. Thewhole scene was most romantic, especially in the eyes of those who thus bivouacked for the first time in the wilderness. To them the great waggons ; the gigantic Cape-oxen — which appeared to have been created expressly to match the waggons as well as to carry their own ponderous horns ; the wild-looking Hot- tentots and Bushmen ; the big phlegmatic Dutchmen; the bristling thorns of the mimosas, cropping out of comparative darkness ; the varied groups of emigrants * the weird forms of the clumps of cactus, aloes, euphorbias, and other strange plants, lit up by ViREa 70 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. the fitful glare of tlie camp-fires, and canopied by the star-spangled depths of a southern sky — all seemed to them the unbelievable creations of a wild vision. Poor Jerry Goldboy, however, had sufficient faith in the reality of the vision to increase his nervous condition considerably, and he resolved to lie down with his " arms handy." Tliese arms consisted of a flint-lock blunderbuss, an heirloom in his father's family, and a bowie-knife, which had been presented to him by ^.n American cousin on his leaving England, 'iwice during that day's march had the blunderbuFS exploded owing to its owner's inexperi- ence in fire-arms, fortunately no harm had been done, the muzzle on each occasion having been pointed to the sky, but the ire of the Dutch driver in front of Jerry had been aroused, and he was for- bidden to reload the piece. Now, however, observ- ing the preparations above referred to, he felt it to be his duty to prepare foi the worst, and quietly loaded his bell-mouthed weapon with a heavy charge of buckshot. " What 's that you 're after, boy ? " asked George Dally, who was making some final arrangements at the fire before lying down for the night. "Oh, nothing," replied Jerry, with a start, for he had thought himself unobserved, " only seein' to my gun before turnin' in." I I THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 71 "That's right," said George. "Double-load it. Nothin' like bein' ready for whatever may turn up in a wild country like this. Why, I once knew a nv^i named Snip who said he had been attacked OTie night in South America by a sarpint full forty feet long, and who saved his life by means of a blundeu- buss, though he didn't fire at the reptile at all," " Indeed, how was that V asked Jerry. "Why, just because his weapon was bell-mouthed an* loaded a'most to the muzzle. You see, the poor fellow was awoke out of a deep sleep and couldn'^, well see, so that instead o' firin' at the brute, he firp.d his blunderbuss about ten yards to one side of it, but the shot scattered so powerfully that one o' the out- side bullets hit a stone, glanced off, and caught the sarpint in the eye, and though it failed to kill the brute on the spot, the wound gave it such pain that it stood up on its tail and wriggled in agony for full five minutes, sending broken tv;igs and dry leaves flying about like a whirlwind, to Snip he jumped up, dropped his weapon, an' bolted. He never returned to the encampment, and never saw the big snake or his blunderbuss again." " What a pity ! then he lost it ?" suid Jerry, look- ing with some anxiety at a decayed branch, to which the flickering flame gave apparent motion. " Yes, he lost the blunderbuss, but he saved his life," replied Dally, as he lay down near his little -k 72 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. ■ ' i friend and drew his blanket over him. " You 'd better put the gun between us, my boy, to be handy to both — an' if anything comes, the one of us that wakes first can lay hold of it and fire." There was, we need scarcely observe, a strong spice of wickedness in George. If he had suggested a lion, or even an elephant, there would have been something definite for poor Jerry's anxious mind to lay hold of and try to reason down and defy, but that dreadful " anything " that might come, gave him nothing to hold by. It threw the whole zoological ferocities of South Africa open to his unanchored imagination, and for a long time banished sleep from his eyes. He allowed the blunderbuss to remain as his friend had placed it, and hugged the naked bowie- knife to his breast. In addition to these weapons he had provided himself with a heavy piece of wood, something like the exaggerated truncheon of a policeman, for the purpose of killing snakes, should any such venture near his couch. The wild shrieks of laughter at the neighbouring Hottentot fire helped to increase Jerry's wakefulness, and when this at last lulled, the irritation was kept up by the squalling of Master Junkie, whose tent was about three feet distant from Jerry's pillow, and who kept up a vicious piping just in proportion to the earnestness of Mrs. Scholtz's attempts to calm him. •> ti THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 73 At last, however, the child's lamentations ceased and there broke upon the night air a sweet sound which stilled the merriment of the natives. It was the mellow voice of Stephen Orpin singing a hymn of praise, with a number of like-minded emigrants, before retiring to rest. Doubtless some of those who had already retired, and lay, perchance, watching the stars^ and thinking dreamily of home, were led naturally by the sweet hymn to think of the home in the "better land," which migh^^ possibly be nearer to some of them than the old home they had left for ever — ay, ev -ii than the new " locations " to which they were bouud. But, whatever the thoughts suggested, the whole camp soon afterwards sank into repose. Tent-doors were drawn and curtains of waggon-tilts let down. The boers, sticking their big pipes in their hatbands, wrapped themselves in greatcoats, and, regardless of snake or scorpion, stretched their limbs on the bare ground, while Hottentots, negroes, and Bushmen, rolling themselves in sheepskin karosses, lay coiled up like balls with their feet to the fire. Only once was the camp a little disturbed, during the early part of the night, by the mournful howl of a distant hyena. It was the first that the new-comers had heard, and most of those who were awake raised themselves on their elbows eagerly to listen. r.i ! 74 THE SETTLKll AND THE SAVAGE. , Jeny was just dropping into slumber at the time. He sat bolt upright on hearing the cry, and when it was repeated he made a wild grasp at the blunder- buss, but Dally was beforehand. He caught up the weapon and this probably saved an explosion. " Come, lie down, you imp ! " he said, somewhat sternly. Jerry obeyed, and his nose soon told that h^ had reached the land of dreams. Dally then quietly drew the charge of shot, but left the powder and laid the piece in its former position. Turning, over with the sigh of one whose active duties for the day have been completed, he then went to sleep. Gradually the fires burned low, and gave out such flickering uncertain light, when an occasional flame leaped up ever and anon, that to unaccustomed eyes it might have seemed as though snakes were crawl- ing everywhere, and Jerry Goldboy, had he been awake, would have beheld a complete menagerie in imagination. But Jerry was now in blessed oblivion. When things were in this condition, that incom- prehensible subtlety, the brain of Junkie Brook — or something else — so acted as to cause the urchin to give vent to a stentorian yell. Strong though it was, it did not penetrate far through the canvas tent, but being, as we have said, within a few feet cf Jerry's ear, it sounded to that unhappy man like I ' > THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 75 the united, and as yet unknown, shriek of all the elephants and buffaloes in Kafirland. Starting up with a sharp cry he stretched out his hand towards the blunderbuss, but drew it back with a thrill of horror. A huge black snake lay in its place ! To seize his truncheon was the act of a moment. The next, down it came with stunning violence on the snake. The reptile instantly exploded with a bellowing roar of smoke and flame, which roused the whole camp. " Blockhead ! what d'you mean by that V growled George Dally, turning round sleepily, but without rising, for he was well aware of the cause of the confusion. Jerry shrank within himself like a guilty thing caught in the act, and glanced uneasily round to ascertain how much of death and destruction had been dealt out. Eelieved somewhat to see no one writhing in blood, he arose, and, in much confusion, replied to the numerous eager queries as to what he had fired at. When the true state of affairs became manifest, most of the Dutchmen, who had been active enough when aroused by supposed danger, sauntered back to their couches with a good-natured chuckle ; the settlers who had " turned out " growled or chaffed, according to temperament, as they followed suit, and the natives spent half an hour in up- ^ f K ssee i^HH n THE SETTLER AND THK SAVAGE. roarious merriment over Booby's dramatic repre- sentation of the whole incident, which he performed with graphic power and much embellishment. Thereafter the camp sank once more into repose, and rested in peace till morning. , ;■■■■* m THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 77 A> CHAPTER VI. SFRUAOINa OVER THB LAND. With the dawn next morning the emigrants were up and away. The interest of the journey increased with every novel experience and each uen discovery, while preconceived notions and depres- sions were dissipated by the improved appearance of the country. About the same time that the Scotch "party" left the Bay, several of the other parties set out, some large and some small, each under its appointed leader, to colonise the undulating plains of the Zuurveld. Soon the pilgrims became accustomed to the nightly serenade of hyena and jackal— also to break- neck steeps, and crashing jolts, and ugly tumbles. But they were all hopeful, and most of them were young, and all, or nearly all, were disposed to make light of difficulties. The country they were about to colonise had been recently overrun by Kafir hordes. These had V rs THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. been cleared out, and driven across the Great Fish Eiver by British and Colonial troops, leaving the land a wilderness, with none to dispute possession save the wild beasts. It extended fifty miles along the coast from the Bushman's Eiver to the Great Fish Eiver, and was backed by an irregular line of mountains at an average distance of sixty miles from the sea. Leaving the Zwartkops Eiver, not only the Scottish party, but all the other parties, filed succes- sively away in long trains across the Sundays Eiver, over the Addo Hill and the Quagga Flats and the Bushman's Eiver heights, until the various points of divergence were reached, when the column broke into divisions, which turned off to their several locations and overspread the land. There was " Baillie's party," which crossed Lower Albany to the mouth of the Great Fish Eiver, and on the way were charmed with the aspect of the country, M'hich was at that time enriched and rendered verdant by recent rains, and enlivened by the presence of hartebeests, quaggas, springboks, and an occasional ostrich. There was, however, a "wash" of shadow laid on part of the pleasant picture, to counteract the idea that the Elysian plains had been reached, in the shape of two or three blackened and ruined farms of the old Dutch colonists — sad remains of the recent Kafir war— j THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 79 Kv solemn reminders of the uncertainties and possi- l)ilities of the future. Then there was the " Nottingham party." They took possession of a lovely vale, which they named Clumber, in honour of the Duke of Newcastle, their patron. "Sefton's party" settled on the Assegai Bush Eiver and founded the village of Salem, after- wards noted as the headquarters of the Eev. William Shaw, a Wesleyan, and one of the most able and useful of South Africa's missionary pioneers. Wilson's party settled between the Waay-plaats and the Kowie Bush, across the path of the elephants, which creatures some of the party, it is said, attempted to shoot with fowling-pieces ! Of the smaller parties, those of Cock, Thornhill, Smith (what series of adventurous parties ever went forth without a " Smith's " party ?), Osier, and Kichardson, located themselves behind the thicket-clad sand- hills of the Kowie and Green Fountain. But space forbids us referring, even in brief detail, to the parties of James and Hyman and Dyson, and Holder Mouncey, Hayhurst, Bradshaw, Southey; and of Scott, with the Irish party, and that of Mahoney, which at the " Clay Pits," had afterwards to meet the first shock of every Kafir invasion of Lower Albany. Among these and other parties there were men of power, who left a lasting mark on the colony, and many of them left numerous T 80 TIIK SKTTLEU AND TIIK SAVAGK. descendants to perpetuate their names — such as Hobson, Bowker, Campbell, Aylifl', Phillips, Piggott, Greathead, Iioberts, Stanley, and others too numer- ous to mention. But with all these we have nothing to do just now. Our present duty is to follow those sections of the gi-eat innnigrant band with the fortunes of which our tale has more particularly to do. At the points of separation, where the long column broke up, a halt was made, while many fare- wells and good wishes were said. " So you 're gaun to 'settle thereawa' ?" said Sandy Black to John Skyd and his brothers as they stood on an eminence commanding a magnificent view of the rich plains and woodlands of the Zuurveld. . " Even so, friend Black," replied John, " and sorry am I that our lot is not to be cast together. How- ever, let 's hope that we may meet again ere long somewhere or other in our new land." " It is quite romantic," observed James Skyd, " to look over this vast region and call it our own, — at least, with the right to pick and choose where we feel inclined. Isn't it, Bob ?" , To this Bob replied that it was, and that he felt quite like the children of Israel when they first came in sight of the promised land. " I hope we won't have to fight as hard for it as ^ ^ '^ 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, NY. 14580 (716) 872-4503 o 4^ 4> 4^>\^e V .V {A \ c\ \ 82 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. but it '11 no' be wi' the pleugh, or I 'm sair mista*((n. WuU mair o' the settlers be pairtin* frae us here ?" Hans, although ignorant of the dialect in which he was addressed, understood enough to make out its drift. " Yes," he replied, " several parties leave us at this point, and here comes one of them." As he spoke the cracking of whips announced the approach of a team. A moment later, and a small Hottentot came, round a bend in the road, followed by the leading pair of oxen. It was the train of Edwin Brook, who soon appeared, riding a &mall horse. George Dally walked beside him. Scholtz the German followed, conversing with the owner of the waggon. In the waggon itself Mrs. Brook, Mrs. Scholtz, and Junkie foimd a somewhat uneasy resting-place, for, being ne-^ to the style of travel, they had not learned to accommodate them- selves to jolts and crashes. Gertie preferred to walk, the pace not being more than three miles an hour. " Oh, father ! " said Gertie, running up to the side of her sire, with girlish vivacity, " there is thfe tall Dutchman who was so polite to me when I was pricked by the thorn bush." " True, Gertie, and there also is the Scot who was so free and easy in giving his opinion as to the fanning powers of the brothers Skyd." 4^ in le ill las i 1 $ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 83 "Your road diverges here, sir," said Hans, as Brook rode up ; "I fell behind my party to bid you God-speed, and to express a hope that we may meet again. *' Thanks, friend, thanks," said Brook, extending his hand. "I am obliged for the aid you have rendered me, and the advice given, which latter I shall no doubt find valuable. — You are bound for the highlands, of course," he added, turning to Sandy Black. " We of the Albany lowlands must have a friendly rivalry with you of the highlands, and see who shall subdue the wilderness most quickly." This remark sent the Scot into a rather learned disquisition as to the merits and probable prospects of a hill as compared with a low-lying region, during which Hans Marais turned to Gertie. Being so very tall, he had to stoop as well as to look down at her pretty face, though Gertie was by no means short for her age. Indeed, she was as tall as average women, but, being only twelve, was slender and girlish. "How very tall you are, Mr. Marais!" she ex- claimed, with a laugh, as she looked up. " True, Gertie," said Hans, using the only name which he had yet heard applied to the girl ; " true, we Cape-Dutchmen are big fellows as a race, and I happen to be somewhat longer than my fellows. I hope you don't object to me on that account ? " ( , ~r r ! ■\. 84 THE SETTLER A.ND THE SAVAGE. " Object ? oh no ! But it is so funny to have to look up so high. It 's like speaking to father when he's on horseback." • ' , "Well, Gertie, extra height has its advantages and its inconveniences. Doubtless it was given to me for some good end, just as a pretty little face and figure were given to you." " You are very impudent, Mr. Hans." "Am I? Then I must ask your pardon. But tell me, Gertie, what do you think of the new life that is before yoju ? " "How stupid you are, Hans! If the new life were behind me I might be able to answer, but how can I tell how I shall like what I don't know any- thing about?" " Nay, but you know something of the beginning of it," returned the young Dutchman, with an amused smile, " and you have heard much of what is yet to come. What do you think of the prospect before you ?" " Think of the prospect ?" repeated Gertie, knit- ting her brows and looking down with a pretended air of profound thought ; " let me see : the prospect, as I 've heard father say to mother, — which was just a repetition of what I had heard him previously say to these queer brothers Skyd — is a life in the bush — by which I suppose he means the bushes — in which we shall have to cut down the trees, plough <■;>.■ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 85 1 life ; how any- V mit- ided )ect, I just (usly the 3S — kgh up tihe new soil, build our cottages, rear our sheep and cattle, milk our cows, make our butter, grow our food, and sometimes hunt it, fashion our clothing, and protect our homes. Is that right ?" "Well, that's just about it," was the answer; " how do you like that prospect ?" - -^^ " I delight in it," cried the girl, with a flash in her brilliant black eyes, while she half laughed at her own sudden burst of enthusiasm. " Only fancy ! mother milking the cows, and me making butter, and Scholtz ploughing, and Dally planting, and nurse tending Junkie and making all sorts of gar- ments, while father goes out with his gun to shoot food and protect us from the Kafirs. " " 'Tis a pleasant picture," returned Hans, with a bland smile, " and I hope may be soon realised. — I must bid you goodbye now, Gertie, we separate here." . "Do you go far away?" asked the girl, with a touch of sadness, as she put her little hand into that of the young giant. " A goodish bit. Some six or eight days* journey from here, — according to the weather." "You'll come and see us some day, won't you, Hans?" " Ja — I will," replied Hans, with emphasis. The whips cracked again, the oxen strained, the lumbering waggons groaned as they moved away, and 86 .V • THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. while the Scdtch band passed over the Zuurbergen range and headed in the direction of the Winterberg mountains, their English friends spread themselves over the fertile plains of Albany. A few days of slow but pleasant journeying and romantic night-bivouacking brought the latter to their locations on the Kowie and Great Fish RiVer. On the way, the party to which Edwin Brook be- longed passed the ground already occupied by the large band of settlers known as " Chapman's party," which had left Algoa Bay a few weeks before them in an imposing procession of ninety-six waggons. They had been accompanied to their future home by a small detachment of the Cape Corps, the officer in command of which gave them the suggestive ad- vice, on bidding them goodbye, never to leave their guns behind them when they went out to plough ! Although so short a time located, this party had produced a marvellous change in the appearance of the wilderness, and gave the settlers who passed farther eastward, an idea of ^what lay before them- selves. Fields had already been marked out; the virgin soil broken up; timber cut, and bush cleared ; while fragile cottages and huts were springing up here and there to supplant the tents which had given the first encampments a somewhat military aspect. Grotesque dwellings these, many of them, with mats THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. ar he Id; jt. Its and rugs for doors, and white calico or empty space for windows. It was interesting, in these first loca- tions, to mark the development of character among the settlers. Those who were practical examined the " lie " of the land and the nature of the soil, with a view to their future residence. Timid souls chose their sites with reference to defence. Men of sen- timent had regard to the picturesque, and careless fellows " squatted " in the first convenient spot that presented itself. Of course errors of judgment had to be corrected afterwards on all hands, but the power to choose and change was happily great at first, as well as easy. As Brook's party advanced, portions of it dropped off br turned aside, until at last Edwin found himself reduced to one family besides his own. Even this lie parted from on a ridge of land which overlooked his own " location," and about noon of the same day his waggons came to a halt on a grassy mound, which was just sufficiently elevated to command a magni- ficent view of the surrounding country. "Your location," said his Dutch waggon-driver, with a curious smile, as though he should say, " I wonder what you '11 do with yourselves." But the Dutchman made no further remark. He was one of the taciturn specimens of his class, and began at once to unload the waggon. With the able assistance of Brook and his men, and the feeble aid RM 88 THE SErrLER AND THE SAVAGE. of the " Tottie," or Hottentot leader of the " span " of oxen, the boxes, ploughs, baiTels, bags, cases, etc., which constituted the worldly wealth of the settlers, were soon placed on the green sward. Then the Dutchman said " goeden-dag," or farewell, shook hands all round, cracked his long whip, and went off into the unknown wilderness, leaving the Brook family to its reflections. I f ' i THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 89 CHAPTEE VII. THE "LOCATION. In the midst of the confused heap of their pro- perty, Edwin Brook sat down on a large chest beside his wife and daughter, and gazed for some time in silence on his new estate and home. To say truth, it was in many respects a pleasant prospect. A bright blue sky overhead, a verdant earth around. Grassy hills and undulations of rich pasture-land swept away from their feet like a green sea, until stopped in the far distance by the great blue sea itself. These were dotted everywhere with copses of the yellow-flowered mimosa-bush, through openings in which the glitter of a stream could be seen, while to the left and behind lay the dark masses of a dense jungle filled with arboreous and succulent plants, acacias and evergreens, wild-looking aloes, tall euphorbias, quaint cactuses, and a great variety of flowering shrubs — filled also, as was very soon discovered, with antelopes, snakes, jackals, hyenas, leopards, and other wild creatures. The only familiar r-lT 90 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. objects which broke the wild beauty of the scene were the distant white specks which they knew to be the tents just put up by those settlers who chanced to be their " next neighbours." " May God protect and bless us in our new home!" said Edwin Brook, breaking the silence, and rever- ently taking off his cap. A heartfelt " Amen " was murmured by Mrs. Brook and Gertie, but a strange though not unpleas- ant feeling of loneliness had crept over their spirits, inducing them to relapse into silence, for they could not avoid realising strongly that at last they were fairly left alone to fight the great battle of life. Edwin Brook in particular, on seeing the long team of his Dutch driver disappear over a distant ridge, was for the first time deeply impressed with, as it were, the forsaken condition of himself and his family. It was plain that he must take root there and grow-^or die. There was no neighbouring town or village from which help could be obtained in any case of emergency ; no cart or other means of con- veyance to remove their goods from the spot on which they had been left ; no doctor in case of sickness ; no minister in cases either of joy or sorrow — except indeed (and it was a blessed exception) Him who came to our world " not to be ministered unto, but to minister." Strong in the comfort that this assurance gave, THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 91 Edwin Brook shook off the lethargy that had been stealing over him, and set about the duties of the present hour. The tent had to be pitched, the trunks and boxes conveyed into it, a fire kindled, the kettle boiled, the goods and chattels piled and secured from the weather, firewood cut to prepare for the night- bivouac, etc. Much of this work was already in progress, for George Dally, — with that ready resource and quiet capacity of adaptation to circumstances which he had displayed on the voyage out and on the journey to the location, — had already kindled a fire, sent Scholtz to cut firewood, and was busy erecting the tent when Brook joined him. " That 's right, George," he said, seizing a tent-peg and mallet; "we have plenty to do here, and no time to waste." "Very true, sir," repliied George, touching his cap, for George was an innately respectful man — respect- ful to all, though with a strong tendency to humor- ous impudence; "very true, sir; that's just what I thought when I see you a-meditatin', so I went to work at once without wastin' any time." " Is zat enough ?" asked Scholtz, staggering up at the moment with a heavy load of firewood, which he threw on the ground. The question was put to George, for whom the big German had a special regard, and whose orders i 92 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. ' I he consequently obeyed with unquestioning alacrity, altliough George had no special right to command. "Enough !" exclaimed George, with a look of sur- prise, "why, zat is not enough to scare a weasel with, much less a elephant or a — a platzicumrog- gyoo. George was ignorant of South African zoology, and possessed inventive powers. " Bring ten times as much," he added ; " we shall have to keep a blazin' bonfire agoin' all night." Scholtz re-shoulde'red his axe, and went off to the jungle with a broad grin on his broader counten- ance. He was a man who did not spare himself, yet of a temperament that kicked at useless labour, and of a size that forbade the idea of compulsion, but George Dally could have led him with a packthread to do anything. Before he had reached the jungle, and while the smile was yet on his visage, his blood was curdled and his face elongated by a most appalling yell ! It was not exactly a war-whoop, nor was it a cry of pain, though it partook of both, and filled the entire family with horror as they rushed to the tent on the mound from which the cry had issued. The yell had been given by Junkie, who had been bitten or stung by something, and who, under the combined influence of surprise, agony, and wrath, THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 98 had out-Junkied himself in the fervour and ferocity of his indignant protest. The poor child was not only horrified, but incon- solable. He wriggled like an eel, and delivered a prolonged howl with intermittent bursts for full half an hour, while his distracted nurse and mother almost tore the garments off his back in their haste to discover the bite or the brute that had done it. "It must have bin a serpent!" cried the nurse, agonising over a knotted string. " Perhaps a tarantula," suggested Gertie, who only clasped her hands and looked horrified. " Quick ! " exclaimed Mrs. Brook, breaking the unmanageable tape. " Ze chile' is growing black and vill bust ! " mur- mured Scholtz in real alarm. It did seem as if there were some likelihood of such a catastrophe, for Junkie's passion and struggles had rendered him blue in the face ; but it was found that the bite or sting, whichever it was, had done little apparent damage, and as the child cried himself out and sobbed himself to sleep in half an hour without either blackening or bursting, the various members of the family were relieved, and resumed their sus- pended labours. ■ , > ■ ■ The shades of evening had fallen, and, among other orbs of night, the stars of that much-too^ highly-complimented constellation, the "Southern i .» TTTTir .V 'n ' THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. Cross,** had for some time illumined the sky before these labours were completed and the wearied Brook family and household retired to rest, with weapons ready at hand and fires blazing. Wild beasts — to whose cries they were by that time accustomed — soon began their nightly serenade and carried it on till morning, but they were not wild enough to dis- turb the new-comers with anything more formidable than sound. Next morning early, George Dally was the first to bestir himself. On taking a general view of sur- rounding nature he observed a thin column of smoke rising above the tree-tops in the direction of the stream or river to which reference has already been made. " Perhaps it 's Kafirs," thought George. Following up that thought he returned to what we may style his lair — the place where he had spent the night — under a mimosa-bush, and there girded himself with a belt containing a long knife. He further armed himself with a fowling-piece. Thus accoutred he sallied forth with the nonchalant air of a ^ortsman taking his pleasure. Going down to the stream and following its course upwards he quickly came in sight of the camp-fire whose smoke had attracted his attention. A tall man in disha- bille was bending over it, coaxing the flame to kindle some rather green wood over which a large *r" l\P: :*»*'! THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 95 i;.^'' iron pot hung from a tripod. The fire was in front of a large but not deep cavern, in the recesses of which three slumbering figures were visible. Drawing cautiously nearer, George discovered that tlie man at the fire was John Skyd, and of course jumped to the conclusion that the three slumbering figures were his brothers and friend. These enter- prising knights of the quill, having found what they deemed a suitable spot, had selected a cave for their residence, as being at once ready and economical. Now, George Dally, being gifted with a reckless as well as humorous disposition, suddenly conceived the idea of perpetrating a practical joke. Perhaps Junkie's performances on the previous evening sug- gested it. Flinging his cap on the ground, he ran his fingers through his thick hair until it stood up in wild confusion, and then, deliberately uttering a hideous and quite original war-whoop, he rushed furiously towards the cave. The brothers Skyd and company proved themselves equal to the occasion, for they received him at the cavern mouth with the muzzles of four double-bar- relled guns, and a stern order to halt ! Next moment the muzzles were thrown up as they exclaimed in surprise — "Why, Dally, is it you?" ** Didn't you hear it ?" gasped George, supporting himself on the side "f the cavern. mmm y, 96/ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. I I "Hear what?" " The war-whoop ?" "Of course we did — at least we heard a most unearthly yell. What was it?" " We 'd best go out and see," cried George, cocking his gun ; " if it was Kafirs the sooner we follow them up the better." " Not so, friend George," said Frank Dobson, in a slightly sarcastic tone. " If it was Kafirs they are far beyond our reach by this time, and if they mean us harm we are safer in our fortress here. My opinion is that we should have our breakfast without delay, and then we shall be in a fit state to face our foes — whether they be men or beasts." Acting on this suggestion, with a laugh, the brothers leaned their guns against the wall of the cavern and set about the preparation of breakfast Jn good earnest. Meanwhile George gravely assented to the wisdom of their decision, and sat down to his morning pipe, while he questioned the brothers as to their inten- tions. They pointed out to him the spot where they thought of commencing agricultural operations and the site of their future dwelling — close, they said, to the cave, because that would be conveniently near the river, which would be handy for both wash- ing, drinking, and boiling purposes. :j I ^tk- 1 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 97 "That's true — wery true," said George, "but it seems to me you run a risk of bein* washed away, house and all, if you fix the site so low down, for I *ve heard say there are floods in these parts now and again." " Oh, no fear of that !" said Eobei-t Skyd, who was the quietest of the three brothers ; " don't you see the foundation of our future house is at least ten feet above the I ighest point to which the river seems to have risen in times past?" " Ah, just so," responded George, with the air of a man not convinced. " Besides," added John Skyd, lifting the iron pot off the fire and setting it down, "I suppose that floods are not frequent, so we don't need to trouble ourselves about 'em. — Come, Dally, you '11 join us ? " " No, thank 'ee. Much obleeged all the same, but I 've got to prepare breakfast for our own party. — Goin* to begin plantin' soon ? " " As soon as ever we can get the soil broken up," replied Dobson. *•' Studied farmin' ?" inquired George. " Not much, but we flatter ourselves that what we do know will be of some service to us," said John. Dally made no reply, but he greatly doubted in his own mind the capacity of the brothers for the line of life they had chosen. )'> \ ■# >*' .• ^"^■\'^ 98, THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. ^ I ' i ? I ■i i His judgment in this respect was proved correct a week later, when he and Edwin Brook had occasion to visit the brothers, whom they found hard at work ploughing and sowing. " Come, this looks business-like !" exclaimed Brook heartily, as he shook hands with the brothers; "you've evidently not been idle. I have just come to ask a favour of you, gentlemen." " We shall grant it with pleasure, if within our powers," said Eobert Skyd, who leaned on a spade with which he had been filling in a trench of about two feet deep. i i " It is, that you will do me and Mrs. Brook the pleasure of coming over to our location this after- noon to dinner. It is our Gertie's birthday. She is thirteen to-day. In a rash moment we promised her a treat or surprise of some sort, but really the only surprise I can think of in such an out-of-the- way place is to have a dim.er-party in her honour. Will you come ?" The brothers at once agreed to do so, remarking, however, that they must complete the sowing of their carrot-seed before dinner if possible. "What did you say you were sowing?" asked Brook, with a peculiar smile. " Carrot-seed," answered Robert Skyd. "If your carrot-seed is sown there," said George Dally, pointing with a broad grin to the trench, " it 's I 1 »mam I ■!! ■■ j. THE* SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. • 99 f f very likely to come up in England about the time it does here, — by sendin* its roots right through the world!" " How ? what do you mean ?" "The truth is, my dear sir," said Brook good- humouredly, " that you 've made a slight mistake in this matter. Carrot-seed is usually sown in trenches less than an inch deep. You 'd better leave off work just now and come over to my place at once. I '11 give you some useful hints as we walk along." The knights of the quill laughed at their mistake, and at once threw down their implements of husbandry. But on going over their farm, Brook found it necessary to correct a few more mistakes, for he discovered that the active brothers had already planted a large quantity of Indian corn, or " mealies," entire, without knocking it off the cobs, and, in another spot of ground, a lot of young onions were planted with the roots upwards ! "You see. Miss Gertie," said John Skyd, when commenting modestly on these mistakes at dinner- time, " my brothers and I have all our lives had more to do with the planting of * houses * and the growth of commercial enterprise than with agricultural pro- ducts, but we are sanguine that, with experience and perseverance, we shall overcome all our difficulties. Have yaii found many difficulties to overcome?" Gertie was not sure ; she thought she had found 8 .K 100 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. f few, but none worth mentioning. Being some ./hat put out by the question, she picked up a pebble — for the dinner was a species of picnic, served on the turf in front of Mr. Brook's tent— and examined it with almost geological care. ' i " My daughter does not like to admit the existence of difficulties," said Mrs. Brook, coming to the rescue, " and to say truth is seldom overcome by anything.'* "Oh, ma, how can you?" said Gertie, blushing deeply. " That's not true,'| cried Mr. Brook ; " excuse me, my dear, for so flat a contradiction, but I have seen Gertie frequently overcome by things, — by Junkie'a obstinacy for instance, which I verily believe to be an insurmountable difficulty, and I've seen her thoroughly overcome, night after night, by sleep. — Isn't that true, lass ?" " I suppose it is, father, since you say so, but of course I cannot tell." "Sleep!" continued Brook, with a laugh, "why, would you believe it, Mr. Skyd, I went into what we call the nursery-tent one morning last week, to try to atop the howling of my little boy, and I found him lying with his open mouth close to Gertie's cheek, pouring the flood of his wrath straight into her ear, and she sound asleep all the time ! My nurse, Mrs. Scholtz, told me she had been as sound as that all' night, despite several heavy squalls, and notwith- ^ ^ t ' n 'a e r ). )f re V. THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 101 standing a chorus of hyenas and jackals outside that might almost have awakened the dead. — By the way, that reminds me : just as I was talking with nurse that morning we heard a most unearthly shriek at some distance o£f. It was not the least Hke the cry of any wild animal I have yet heard,' and for the first time since our arrival the idea of Kafirs flashed into my mind. Did any of you gentlemen happen to hear it ?" The brothers looked at each other, and at their friend Dobson, and then unitedly turned their eyes on George Dally, who — performing the combined duties of cook and waiter, at a fire on the ground, not fifteen feet to leeward of the dinner-party — could hear every word of the conversation. " Why, yes," said John Skyd, " we did hear it, and so did your man Dally. We had thought — " " The truth is, sir," said George, advancing with a miniature pitchfork or "tormentor" in his hand; " pardon my interrupting you, sir, — I did hear the screech, but as I couldn't say exactly for certain, you know, that it was a Kafir, not havin' seen one, I thought it best not to alarm you, sir, an' so said nothing about it." "You looked as if you had seen one," observed Frank Dobson, drawing down the corners of his mouth with his peculiar smile. "Did I, sir?" said George, with a simple look; J 102 ' • THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. " very likely I did, for I *in timersome by nature an' ' , easily frightened." "You did not act with your wonted wisdom, George, in concealing this," said Edwin Brook gravely. " I *m afraid I didn't, sir," returned George V meekly. " In future, be sure to let me know every symptom of danger you may discover, no matter how trifling," said Brook. "Yes, sir." "It was a very tremendous yell, wasn't it. Dally V asked John Skyd slily, as the waiter-cook was turn- ing to resume his duties at the fire. "Wery, sir." ' "And alarmed us all dreadfully, didn't it ?" "Oh! dreadfully, sir — 'specially me; though I must in dooty say that you four gentleman was as bold as brass. It quite relieved me when I saw your tall figurs standin' at the mouth o' J^our cavern, an' the muzzles o* your four double-guns — that's eight shots — ^with your glaring eyes an' pale cheeks behind them !" " Ha !" exclaimed John Skyd, with a grim smile— " but after all it might only have been the shriek of a baboon." " 1 think not, sir," replied George, with a smile of intelligence. I ; U ■ >, \ ' THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 103 " Perhaps then it was the cry of a zebra or quagga," returned John Skyd, " or a South African ass of some sort." " Wery likely, sir," retorted George. " I shouldn't wonder if it was — which is wery consolin' to my feelin's, for I 'd sooner be terrified out o' my wits by asses of any kind than fall in with these long-legged savages that dweU in caves." With an appearace of great humility George re- turned to his work at the fire. It was either owing to a sort of righteous retribu- tion, or a touch of that fortune which favours the brave, that George Dally was in reality the first, of this particular party of settlers, to encounter the black and naked inhabitant of South Africa in his native jungle. It was on this wise. George was fond of sport, when not detained at home by the claims of duty. But these claims were so constant that he found it impossible to indulge his taste, save, as he was wont to say, " in the early morn and late at eve." One morning about daybreak, shouldering his gun and buckling on his hunting-knife, he marched into the jungle in quest of an antelope. Experience had taught him that the best plan was to seat himself at a certain opening or pass which lay on the route to a pool of water, and there bide his time. Seating himself on a moss-covered stone, he put 104 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. his gun in position on his knee, with the forefinger on the trigger, and remained for some time so motionless that a North American Indian might have envied his powers of self-restraint. Suddenly a twig was heard to snap in the thicket before him. Next moment the striped black and yellow skin of a leopard, or Cape tiger, appeared in the opening where he had expected to behold a deer. Daily's gun flew to his shoulder. At the same instant the leopard skin was thrown back, and the right arm of a tall athletic Kafir was bared. The hand grasped a light assagai, or darting spear. Both men were taken by surprise, and for one instant they glared at each other. The "Ustance between them was so short that death to eaoh seemed imminent, for the white man's weapon was a deadly one, and the cast of the lithe savage would doubtless have been swift and sure. In that instant of uncertainty the white man's in- nate spirit of forbearance acted almost involuntarily. Dally had hitherto been a man of peace. The thought of shedding human blood was intensely repulsive to him. He lowered the butt of his gun, and held up his right hand in token of amity. The savage possessed apparently some of the good qualities of the white man, for he also at once let the butt of his assagai drop to the ground, although he knew, what Dally was not aware of, that considering the nature of their weapons, he placed himseK at a I I / THE Sin^TLER AND THE SAVAGF* / 105 tremendous disadvantage in doing so — the act of Throwing forward and discharging the deadly fire- arm being much quicker than that of poising and hurling an assagai. Without a moment's hesitation George Dally advanced and held out his right hand with a bland smile. Although unfamiliar with Kafir customs, he had heard enough from the Dutch farmers who drove the ox-teams to know that only chiefs were entitled to wear the leopard skin as a robe. The tall form and dignified bearing of the savage also convinced him that he had encountered no ordinary savage. He also knew that the exhibition of a trustful spirit goes a long way to create good- will. That his judgment was correct appeared from the fact of the Kafir holding out his hand and allowing George to grasp and shake it. But what to do next was a question that puzzled the white man sorely, although he maintained on his good-natured countenance an expression of easy nonchalance. Of course he made a vain attempt at conversation in English, to which the Kafir chief replied, with dignified condescension, by a brief sentence 'in his own tongue. As George Dally looked in his black face, thoughts flashed through his brain with the speed of light :k 106 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. Should he kill him outright ? That would be simple murder, in the circumstances, and George objected to murder, on principle. Should he suddenly seize and throw him down ? He felt quite strong enough to do so, but after such a display of friendship it would be mean. Should he quietly bid him good morning and walk away ? This, he felt, would be ridiculous. At that moment tobacco occurred to his mind. He quietly rested his gun against a tree, and drew forth a small roll of tobacco, from which he cut at least a foot ai|d handed it to the chief. The dignity of the savage at once gave way before the beloved weed. He, smiled — that is, he grinned in a ghastly way, for his face, besides being black, was streaked with lines of red ochre — and graciously accepted the gift. Then George made an elaborate speech in dumb-show with hands, fingers, arms, and eyes, to the effect that he desired the Kafir to accompany him to his location, but the chief gravely shook his head, pointed in another direction and to the sun, as though to say that time was on the wing ; then, throwing his leopard-skin robe over his right shoulder with the air of a Spanish grandee, he turned aside and strode into the jungle. George, glad to be thus easily rid of him, also turned and hurried home. This time he was not slow to let his employer know that he had met with a native. k THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 107 to bo " It behoves us to keep a sharp look-out, George," said Brook. " I heard yesterday from young Merton that some of the settlers not far from his place have had a visit from the black fellows, who came in the night, and while they slept carried off some of the sheep they had recently purchased from an up- country county Dutchman. We will watch for a few nights while rumou> , of this kind are afloat. When all seems quiet we can take it easy. Let Scholtz take the first watch. You will succeed him, and I will mount guard from the small hours onward." . , For some days this precaution was continued, but as nothing more was heard of black marauders the Brook family gradually ceased to feel anxious, and the nightly watch was given up. er ::| 108 THE SETTLElt AND THE SAVAGE. CHAPTER VIII. SHOWS THE PLEASURES, FAINS, AND PENALTIES OF HOUSEEEEFINO IN THE BUSH. u Don't you things this a charming life?" asked Mrs. Brook of Mrs. Merton, who had been her guest for a week. Mrs. Merton was about thirty years of age, and opinionated, if not strong-minded, also rather pretty. She had married young, and her eldest son, a lad of twelve, hp,d brought her from her husband's farm, some three miles distant from that of Kdwin Brook. " No, Mrs. Brook, I don't like it at all," was Mrs. Merton*s emphatic reply. "Indeed!" said Mrs. Brook, in some surprise. She said nothing more after this for some time, u'ut continued to ply her needle busily, while Mrs. Scholtz, who by some piece of unusual good fortune had got Junkie to sleep, plied her scissors in cuttin out and shaping raw material. The two dames, with the nurse and Gertie, had iittiiiiMiiiliii THE SETTLER AND TEE SAVAGE. /109 agreed to unite their powers that day in a resolute effort to overtake the household repairs. They were in a cottage now, of the style familiarly known as " wattle and dab," which was rather picturesque than permanent, and suggestive of simplicity. They sat on rude chairs, made by Scholtz, round a rough table by the same artist. Mrs. Brook was busy with the rends in a blue pilot-cloth jacket, a dilapi- dated remnant of the "old England" wardrobe. The nurse was forming a sheep skin into a pair of those unmentionables which were known among the Cape-colonists of that period by the name s with- out a dark frown of indignation. In general he avoided the subject, but on the night in question either his wonted reticence had fled, or he felt dis- posed to confide in the kindly youth, from whom on the previous journey from Capetown he had experi- enced many marks of sympathy and good-will. i " Dere be no way to make tings better," he replied fiercely. " I knows noting 'bout your laws. Only knows dey don't work somehow. AUers de same wid me anyhow, kick and cuff and lash w'en I 's wrong — sometimes w'en I 's right — and nebber git tanks for noting." ' " But that is because your master is an unusually bad fellow," replied Considine. " Few Cape farmers are so bad as he. You have yourself had experience of Hans Marais, now, who is kind to every one." " Ja, he is good master — an* so 's him's fadder, an' all him's peepil — but what good dat doos to me ?" returned the Hottentot gloomily. " It is true youi' HlHi THE SETTLOR AND THE SAVAGE. 127 laws do not allow us to be bought and sold like de slaves, but dat very ting m^kes de masters hate us and hurt us more dan de slaves." This was to some extent true. At the time we write of, slavery, being still permitted in the British ^ colonies, the Dutch, and other Cape colonists, pos- sessed great numbei's of negro slaves, whom it was their interest to treat well, as being valuable " pro- perty," and whom most of them probably did treat well, as a man will treat a useful horse or ox, though of course there were — as there always must be in the circumstances — many instances of cruelty, by passionate and brutal owners. But the Hottentots, or original natives of the South African soil, having been declared unsaleable, and therefore not "pro- perty," were in many cases treated with greater degradation by their masters than the slaves, were made to work like them, but not cared for or fed like them, because not so valuable. At the same time, although not absolute slaves, the Hottentots were practically in a state of servitude, in which the free- dom accorded to them by Government had, by ono subterfuge or another, been rendered inoperative. Not long before this period the colonists possessed aibsolute power over the Hottentots, and although recent effortF had been made to legislate in their favour, their wrongs had only been mitigated,- -by no means redressed. Masters were, it is true, held r 128 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. accountable by the law for the treatment of their Hottentots, but were rarely called to account, and the Hottentots knew too well, from sad experience, that to make a complaint would be in many cases worse than useless, as it would only rouse the ire of their masters and make them doubly severe. " You say de Hottentots are not slaves, but you treat us all de same as slaves — anyhow, Jan Smit doos." " That is the sin of Jan Smit, not of the British law," replied Considine. Ruyter's face grew darker as he rejoined fiercely, " What de use of your lav/s if dey won't work ? Besides, what right hab de white scoundril to make slave at all — whether you call him slave or no call him slave. Look at Jemalee !" The Hottentot pointed with violent action to the Malay, "vno, with a calm and sad but dignified mien, stood listening to the small-talk of Booby, while the light of the camp-fire played fitfully on their swarthy features. " Well, what of Jemalee ?" asked Considine. " You know dat him 's a slave — a real slave ?" " Yes, I know that, poor fellow." " You never hear how him was brought up here ?" " No, never — tell me about it." Hereupon the Hottentot related the following brief story. I , THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 129 Abdul Jemalee, a year or two before, had lived in Capetown, where his owner was a man of some sub- stance. Jemalee had a wife and several children, who were also the property of his owner. Being an expert waggon-driver, the Malay was a valuable piece of human goods. On one occasion Jan Smit hap- pened to be in Capetown, and, hearing of the Malay's qualities, offered his master a high price for him. The offer was accepted, but in order to avoid a scene, the bargain was kept secret from the piece of property, and he was given to understand that he was going np country on his old master's business. When poor Jemalee bade his pretty wife and little ones goodbye, he comforted them with the assur- ance that he should be back in a few months. On arriving at Smit's place, however, the truth was told, and he found that he had been separated for ever from those he most loved on earth. For some time Abdul Jemalee gave way to sullen despair, and took every sort of abuse and cruel treatment with apparent indifference, but as time went oii a change came over him. He became more like his former self, and did his work so well, that even the savage Jan Smit seldom had any excuse for finding fault. On his last journey to the Cape, Smit took the Malay with him only part of the way. He left him in charge of a friend, who agreed to look well after him until his return. . > 130 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. ' Even this crushing of Jemalee's hope that he might meet his wife and children once more did not appear to oppress him much, and when his master returned from Capetown he resumed charge of one of the waggons, and went quietly back to his home in the karroo. "And can you tell what brought about this change ?" asked Considine. " Oh ! j'a, I knows," replied Euyter, with a decided nod and a deep chuckle ; " Jemalee him's got a powerful glitter in him's eye now and den — bery powerful an' strange ! " "And what may that have to do with it ?" asked Considine. Euyter's visage changed from a look of deep cunning to one of childlike simplicity as he replied — " Can't go for to say what de glitter of him's eye got to do wid it. Snakes' eyes glitter sometimes — s'pose 'cause he can't help it, or he 's wicked p'raps." Considine smiled, but seeing that the Hottentot did not choose to be communicative on the point he forbore further question. "What a funny man Jerry Goldboy is!" said Jessie M'Tavish, as she sat that same evening sip- ping a pannikin of tea in her father's tent. From the opening of the tent the fire was visibla A ■• \ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 131 Jerry was busy preparing his supper, while he kept up an incessant run of small-chat with Booby and Jemalee. The latter replied to him chiefly with grave smiles, the former with shouts of appreciative laughter. "He is funny," asserted Mrs. M'Tavish, "and uncommonly noisy. I doubt if there is much good in him." "More than you think, Mopsy," said Kenneth (by this irreverent name did the Highlander call fiis better-half) ; " Jerry Goldboy is a small package, but he 's made of good stuff, depend upon it. No doubt he 's a little nervous, but I 've observed that liis nerves are tried more by the suddenness with which lie may be surprised than by the actual danger he may chance to encounter. On our first night out, when he roused the camp and smashed the stock of his blunderbuss, no doubt I as well as others thought he showed the white feather, but there was no lack of courage in him when he went last week straight under the tree where the tiger was growl- ing, and shot it so dead that when it fell it was not far from his feet." " I heard some of the men, papa," observed Jessie, " say that it was Dutch courage that made him do that. What did they mean by Dutch courage ?" Jessie, being little more than eight, was ignorant of nmch of the world's slani;. \ 7^ 132 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. k i I I i "Cape-smoke, my dear," answered her father, with a laugh. " Cape-smoke ?" exclaimed Jessie, " what is that ?" " Brandy, child, peach-brandy, much loved by some of the boers, I 'm told, and still more so by the Hottentots ; but there was no more Cape-smoke in Jerry that day than in you. It was true English pluck. No doubt he could hardly fail to make a dead shot at so close a range, with such an awful weapon, loaded, as it usually is, with handfuls of slugs, buckshot, , and gravel; but it was none the less plucky for all that. The old flint-lock might have missed fire, or he mightn't have killed the brute outright, and in either case he knew well enough it would have been all up with Jerry Gold- boy." " Who's that taking my name in vain?" said Jerry himself, passing the tent at the moment, in company with Sandy Black. " We were only praising you, Jerry," cried Jessie, with a laugh, " for the way in which you shot that tiger the other day." "It wasn't a teeger, Miss Jessie," interposed Sandy Black, " it was only a leopard — ane o' thae wee spottit beasts that they 're sae prood o' in this country as to Cvo them teegers." " Come, Sandy," cried Jerry Goldboy, " don't rob mc of the honour that is my due. The hanimal was f bb ras THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 133 big enough to 'ave torn you limb from limb if 'e 'd got 'old of you." " It may be sae, but he wasna a teeger for a* that," retorted Black. — " D 'ee know, sir," he continued, turning to M'Tavish, " that Mr. Pringle's been askin' for 'ee ?" " No, Sandy, but now that you 've told me I '11 go to his tent." So saying the Highlander rose and went out, to attend a council of " heads of families." Hitherto we have directed the reader's attention cliiefly to one or two individuals of the Scotch party, ^ but there were in that party a number of families who had appointed Mr. Pringle their " head " and representative. In this capacity of chief-head, or leader, Mr. Pringle was in the habit of convening a meeting of subordinate "heads" when matters of importance had to be discussed. While the elders of the party were thus engaged in conclave at the door of their leader's tent, and while the rest were busy round their several fires, a man with a body much blacker than the night was secretly gliding about the camp like a huge snake, now crouching as be passed quickly, but without noise, in rear of the thick bushes ; now creeping on hands and knees among the waggons and oxen, and anon gliding almost flat on his breast up to the very verge of the light thrown by the camp- 134 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE, fires. At one and another of the fires he remained motionless lilce the blaclcened trunk of a dead tree, with liis glittering eyes fixed on the settlers, as if listening intently to their conversation. Whatever might be the ultimate designs of the Kafir — for such he was — his intentions at the time being were evidently peaceful, for he carried neither weapon nor shield. He touched nothing belonging to the white men, though guns and blankets and other tempting objects were more than once within reach of his hand. Neither did he attempt to steal that which to the Kafir is the most coveted prize of all — a fat ox. Gradually he melted away into the darkness from which he had emerged. No eye in all the emigrant band saw him come or go in his snake-like glidings, yet his presence was known to one of the party — to Kuyter the Hottentot. Soon after the Kafir had taken his departure, Euyter left his camp-fire and sauntered into the bush as if to meditate before lying down for the night. As soon as he was beyond observation he quickened his pace and walked in a straight line, like one who has a definite end in view. The Hottentot fancied that he had got away unperceived, but in this he was mistaken. Hans Marais, having heard Considine's account of his talk with Euyter about Jemalee, had been troubled with suspicions about the former, which led to his paying S V' ) THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 135 more tlian usual attention to liim. These suspicions V increased when he observed that the Hottentot "Went frequently and uneasily into the bushes, and looked altogether like a man expecting something which does not liappen or appear. When, therefore, he noticed that, after supper, Ruyter's anxious look disappeared, and that, after looking carefully round at his comrades, he sauntered into the bush with an overdone air of nonchalance, he quietly took up his heavy gun and followed him. The youth had been trained to ohserve from earliest cl- hood, and, having been born and bred on the kw. J, he was as well skilled in tracking the foot- prints of animals and men as any red savage of the North American wilderness. He took care to keep the Hottentot in sight, however, the night being too dark to see footprints. Lithe and agile as a panther, he found no difficulty in doing so. In a few minutes he reached an open space, in which he observed that the Hottentot had met with a Kafir, and was engaged with him in earnest con- versation. Much however of what they said was lost by Hans, as he found it difficult to get within ear-shot unobserved. "And why?" he at length heard the savage demand, " why should I spare them for an hour?" He spoke in the Kafir tongue, in which the I 136 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. Hottentot replied, and with which young Marais was partially acquainted. " Because, Hintza," said Euyter, naming the para- mount chief of Kafirland, "the time has not yet come. One whose opinion you value bade me tell you so." " What if I choose to pay no regard to the opinion of any one ?" demanded the chief haughtily. Euyter quietly told the savage that he would then have to take the consequences, and urged, in addition, that it ^was fol^y to suppose the Kafirs were in a condition to make war on the white men just then. It was barely a year since they had been totally routed and driven across the Great Fish Eiver with great slaughter. No warrior of common sense would think of renewing hostilities at such a time — *heir young men slain, their resources exhausted. Hintza had better bide his time. In the meanwhile he could gratify his revenge without much risk to himself or his young braves, by stealing in a quiet systematic way from the white men as their herds and flocks increased. Besides this, Euyter, assuming a bold look and tone which was unusual in one of his degraded race, told Hintza firmly that he had reasons of his own for not wishing the Scotch emi- grants to be attacked at that time, and that if he persisted in his designs he would warn them of their danger, in which case they would certainly prove Sv THE SETTLER AND THE SWAGE. 137 if u •^ themselves men enough to beat any number of warriors Hintza could bring against them. Lying flat on the ground, with head raised and motionless, Hans Marais listened to these senti- ments with much surprise, for he had up to that time regarded the Hottentot as a meek and long- suffering man, but now, though his long-suffering in the past could not be questioned, his meekness ap- peared to have totally departed. The Kafir chief would probably have treated the latter part of Euyter's speech with scorn, had not his remarks about sly end systematic plunder chimed in with his own sentiments, for Hintza was pre- eminently false-hearted, even among a race with whom successful lying is deemed a virtue, though, when found out, it is considered a sin. He pondered the Hottentot's advice, and apparently assented to it. After a few moments' consideration, he turned on his heel, and re-entered the thick jungle. Well was it for Hans Marais that he had concealed himself among tall grass, for Hintza chanced to pass within two yards of the spot where he lay. The Kafir chief had resumed the weapons which, for con- venience, he had left behind in the bush while prowl- ing round the white man's camp, and no\y stalked along in all the panoply of a savage warrior-chief, with ox-hide shield, bundle of short sharp assagais, leopard- skin robe, and feathers. For one instant the ,v 138 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. Dutchman, supposing it impossible to escape detec- tion, was on the point of springing on the savage, but on second thoughts he resolved to take his chance. Even if Hintza did discover him, he felt sure of being able to leap up in time to ward off his first stab. Fortunately the Kafir was too much engrossed with his thoughts. He passed his white enemy, and disappeared in the jungle. Meanwhile the Hottentot returned to the camp — assuming an easy-going saunter as he approached its fires — and, soon after, Hans Marais re-entered it from an opposite direction. Eesolving to keep his own counsel in the meantime, he mentioned the incident to no one, but after carefully inspecting the sur- rounding bushes, and stirring up the watch-fires, he sat down in front of his leader's tent, with the intention of keeping guard during the first part of the night. I ■ i I THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 139 CHAPTEE X. THE LOCATION ON THE RIVER OP BABOONS. - The Scotch immigrants at last found themselves in the wild mountain-regions of the interior, after a weary but deeply interesting march of nearly two hundred miles. They had now arrived at the mouth of the Baboons or Baviaans river, one of the affluents of the Great Fish Kiver, and had already seen many of the wild inhabitants of its rugged glen. Their particular location was a beautiful well- watered region among the mountains which had been forfeited by some of the frontier boers at the time of their insurrection against the English Government some years before. They had now crossed the Great Fish Eiver, and, though still within the old boundary of the colony, were upon its utmost eastern verge. The country beyond, as we are told by Pringle, in his graphic account of the expedition,^ " for a distance of seventy miles, to the new frontier at the Chumi ^ See Narrative of a Residence in South Africa, by Thomas Pringle, late Secretary to the Anti-Slavery Society. i^B 140 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. and Keisi rivers, had been, the preceding year, forcibly depeopled of its native inhabitants, the Kafirs and Ghonaquas, and now lay waste and void, 'a howling wilderness,' occupied only by wild beasts, and haunted occasionally by wandering banditti of the Bushman race (Bosjesmen), who were represented as being even more wild and savage than the beasts of prey with whom they shared the dominion of the desert." Just before their arrival at this point, the old waggons, with the drivers who had accompanied them from Algoa Bay, >Vere exchanged for fresh teams and men, and here Euyter, Jemalee, and Booby left them, to proceed over a spur of one of the mountain ranges to Jan Smit's farm on the karroo. But Hans Marais having taken a fancy to some of the Scotch- men, determined to proceed with them until he had seen them fairly established in their new homes. Of course Charlie Considine accompanied Hans. In a wild spot among the mountains they were hospitably received at the solitary abode of a field- cornet named Opperman, who said that he had orders to assist them with an escort of armed boers over the remaining portion of their journey, and to place them in safety on their allotted ground. This re- maining portion, he told them, was up the Baviaans Kiver glen, and, although little more than twenty-five miles, would prove to be harder than any part of the journey they had yet encountered. ' t THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 141 Remembering some of the breakneck gorges of the Zuurberg, Jerry Goldboy said that he didn't believe it possible for any route to be worse than that over which they had already passed, to which Sandy Black replied with a "humph !" and an opinion that " the field-cornet o' the distric' was likely to know what he was speakin' aboot." But Jerry never had been, and of course never could be, convinced by reason ; " Nothing," he candidly admitted, " but hard facts had the least weight with him." "'Ee've got hard fac's noo, Jerry," said Sandy, about noon of the following day, as he threw down the axe with which he had been hewing the jungle, and pulled off his hat, from the crown of which he took a red cotton handkerchief wherewith to wipe his thickly -beaded brow. Jerry could not deny the truth of this, for he also had been engaged since early morning with a South African axe nearly as large as himself, in assisting to cut a passage up the glen. Not only was there no road up this mountain gorge, but in some parts it was scarcely possible to make one, so rugged was the ground, so dense the jungle. But the preliminary difficulties were as nothing compared to those which met them further up ; yet it was observable that the Dutch waggoners faced them with the quiet resolution of men ac- customed to the overcoming of obstacles. 142 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. I ' *' You 'd go up a precipice, Hans, I do believe, if there was no way round it," said Considine, as he gazed in admiring wonder at his tall friend driving his oxen up an acclivity that threatened destruction to waggon, beasts, and men. " At ony rate he 'd try," remarked Sandy Black, with one of his grave smiles. Hans was too busy to heed these remarks, if he heard them, for the oxen, being restive, claimed his undivided attention, and the wielding of the twenty- foot whip taxed both his afrms, muscular though they were. When the long line of emigrants had slowly defiled through the poort, or narrow gorge, of the mountains from which Baviaans Kiver issues into the more open valley where it joins the Great Fish Eiver, they came suddenly upon a very singular scene, and a still more singular man. In the middle of the poort they found a small farm, where tremendous precipices of naked rock towered all round, so as to leave barely suffi- cient space on the bank of the river for the houses and cattle-folds, with a well-stocked garden and orchard. There was also a small plot of corn-land on the margin of the stream. " 'Tis a little paradise ! " exclaimed Kenneth M'Tavish, as he and Considine joined a knot of men on a knoll, whence they had a good view of the little farm. I, , I THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. r 143 "It's an unco rocky paradise," observed Sandy Black, " an' the angelic appendages o' wings wadna be unsuitable to its inhabitants, for it seems easier to flee oot o't ower the precipices than to scramble intil't ower the rocks an' rooten trees. I wonder wha it belangs to." Hans Marais, who came up at the moment, ex- plained that it belonged to a Dutch boer named Prinslo, who had been a leader some years before in a rebellion, but had been pardoned and allowed to retain his lands. " You 've sometimes said you thought me a big fellow, Considine," remarked Hans " and I can't gainsay you, but you shall see a much bigger fellow if Prinsolo is at home, for he 's a giant even among Cape Dutchmen. "We call him Groot Willem (Big William), for he is burly and broad as well as tall — perhaps he is taking his noon nap," added Hans, moving forward. " He seldom lets even a single waggon come so near without — ah ! I thought so." As he spoke a peculiarly deep bass yawn was heard inside the principal house of the farm to which the party now drew near. Next moment a heavy thump sounded, as if on the floor, and immediately after there issued from the open door a veritable giant in his shirt-sleeves. Groot Willem was rough, sbaggy, and rugged, as a giant ought to be. He was also sluggish in his motions, good-humoured, and* beaming, as many of the Dutch giants are. Appro i ■n^lBWBSB tmm «« i I 144 * I THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. /. priately enough, on beholding the settlers, he uttered a deep bass halloo, which was echoed solemnly by the mighty cliffs at his back. It was neither a shout of alarm nor surprise, for he had long been aware that this visit was pending, but a hasty summons to his household to turn out and witness the stirring and unwonted sight. It might have been supposed that a giant, whose kindred had been deprived of their lands by the British Government, and some of whom had been executed for high treason, would have regarded the British immigrants with no favourable eye, but Groot Willem appeared to have a large heart in his huge body, for he received the advance-guard of the party with genuine hospitality. Perhaps he was of an unusually forgiving spirit ; or it may be that his innate sense of justice led him to recognise the de- merit of himself and his kindred ; or perchance he was touched by the leniency extended to himself; but, whatever the cause, he shook the new-comers heartily by the hand, said he regarded them as next- door-neighbours, started the echoes of the precipices — which he styled Krantzes — and horrified the nearest baboons with shouts of bass laughter at every word from himself or others which bore the remotest semblance to a joke, and insisted on as many of the strangers as^could be got into his house drinking to their better acquaintance in home-made brandy. The THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 145 same deadly beverage was liberally distributed to the men outside, and Groot Willem wound up his hospitalities by loading the party with vegetables, pomegranates, lemons, and other fruits from his gar- den as he sent them on their way rejoicing. Soon afterwards he followed them, to aid in forcing a pas- sage up the valley. In return, as a slight acknowledgment of grati- tude, Hans supplied the giant with a little powder and lead, and Mr. Pringle gave his family a few Duteh tracts and hymn-books. " Wonders '11 niver cease in this land ! " said Sandy !^lack to Jerry Goldboy as they left the farm. " That 's true.. Sandy ; it's a houtrageous country." - To think," continued the Scot, " that we should forgather wi' Goliath amang the heeland hills o' Afriky ; an' him fond o' his dram tae ! — Hech, man ! look there — at the puggies." He pointed as he spoke to a part of the precipice where a group of baboons were collected, gazing indignantly and chattering furiously at the intruders on their domain. The ursine baboon is not naturally pugnacious, but neither is he timid or destitute of the means of defence. On the contrary, he is armed with canine teeth nearly an inch long, and when driven to extremities will defend himself against the fiercest wolf-hound. He usually grapples his enemy by K 146 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. the throat with his fore and hind paws, takes a fimn bite with his formidable tusks, and tears and tugs till he sometimes pulls away the mouthful. Many a stout baboon has in this manner killed several dogs before being overpowered. It is said that even the leopard is sometimes attacked and worried by baboons, but it is only collectively and in large bands that they can oppose this powerful enemy, and baboons are never the aggressors. It is only in defence of their young that they will assail him. The 'strong attachment of these creatures to their young is a finatrait in their character. This quality has been shown on many occasions, especially when the creatures have been engaged in orchard-robbing, — ^for the} are excessively fond of fruit and remark- ably destitute of conscience. On such occasions, when hunted back to the mountains with dogs, the females, when separated accidentally from their young, have b^en seen to return to search for them through the very midst of their pursuers, being utterly regardless of their own safety. The group to which Black now directed attention consisted of several females with a number of young ones. They were all huddled in a cleft of the precipice, looking down in apparent surprise at the strangers. On a neighbouring height sat a big old satyr-Kke male, wh(? had been placed there as a sentinel. Baboons are wise creatiures, and invari- \x THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 147 ig ig as \ ably place sentinels on points of vantage when the females and their young are feeding on the nutritious bulbs and roots that grow in the valleys. The old gentleman in question had done his duty on the first appearance of the human intruders. He had given a roar of warning ; the forty or fifty baboons that were down near the river had scampered off precipitately, dashed through the stream, or leaped over it where narrow, hobbled awkwardly on all- fours over the little bit of level ground, and clambered with marvellous agility up the cliffs, till they had gained the ledge from which they now gazed and chattered, feeling confident in the safety of their position. " Did iver 'ee see the like ? They 're almost human !" said Sandy. " Just look at that big grandmother with the blue face and the little baby on 'er back !" exclaimed Jerry. " How d' you know she 's a grandmother ?" asked Considine. "W'y, because she's much fonder of the baby than its own mother could be." As he spoke, one of the party below them fired, and the echoes sprang in conflict from the surround- ing heights, as a bullet whizzed over their heads and hit the rocks, sending a shower of harmless chips and dust amon" the baboons. » 1 iN 14b THE SETfLER AND THE SAVAGE. With a shriek of consternation they scattered and fled uj the heights at racing speed. A burst of laughter from the settlers, — all the more hearty that no damage had been done, — increased the terror inspired by the shot, and seemed to invest the animals with invisible wings. "Tally-ho !" shouted Considine in excitement. " The black ane for ever !" cried Sandy. " I '11 back the grey one with the short tail," said Kenneth M'Tavish, coming up at the moment, " although she Juis two little ones clinging to her." " Ten to one," cried Jerry, bending eagerly forward, "on the blue-nosed grandmother wi' the baby on her back ! " It did indeed seem as if Jerry's favourite was going to reach the top of the crags before any of the other horrified creatures, for she was powerful as well as large, and her burden was particularly small. The infant required no assistance, but clung to its dam with its two little hands like a limpet, so that she could use her limbs freely. But an unusually long and vigorous bound chanced to loosen the little one's grasp. It fell off with a pitiful shriek, and, with an imploring upward look on its miserable countenance, clasped its little hands in mute despair. Granny or mamma, — we know not which, — with the quick intuition of a great general, took in > in bo il TIIK SETTLER AND TlfE HATAGE. 149 in the whole position like a flash of light. She turned on the ledge she had gained and dropped her tail. Baby seized it and clambered up. Then away she went like a rocket, and before the little one had well regained its former position she had topped the ridge full two yards ahead of the whole troop ! "Well done!" cried M'Tavish. "Huzza!" shouted Jerry. "Brute!" exclaimed Considine, striking up the muzzle of a gun which was pointed at the grand- mother and child by a panting young idiot who rushed up at the moment, "would you commit murder?" The gun exploded and sent its ball straight to the new moon, which, early though it was, had begun to display the washed-out horns of its first quarter in the sky. "Confound you!" cried the so-called Brute, who was by no means a coward, throwing down his gun and hitting Considine a heavy blow on the chest. ( lie 'returned" on the forehead and sent the Brute head over heels on the turf, but he sprang up instan /, and there would certainly have been a battle-royal if Groot Willem, who opportunely appeared, had not seized Considine by the arm, while Hans Marais grasped the Brute by the neck and rendered further action impossible. A moment sufficed to cool the youths, for the "Brute" was PBS 150 THE SETTLER ANP THE SAVAGE. young, and they both shook hands with a laugh and a mutual apology. Soon after leaving the giant's farm the travellers reached a point where the main stream was joined by a subsidiary rivulet. Its corresponding valley branched off to the right, about eight miles in length, containing fine pasturage and rich alluvial soil. It extended eastward behind the back of the Kahaberg, where the settlers observed the skirts of the mag- nificent timber forests which cover the southern fronts of that raiige, stretching over the summits of the hills at the head of the glen. To this valley, and the wooded hills which bound it, was given the name of Ettrick I'orest, while the main valley itself was named Glen Lynden. Not far from this point the apology for a waggon track ended altogether, and thenceforth the settlers found the route difficult and dangerous to a degree far exceeding their previous experiences or their wildest conceptions. Jerry Goldboy had now " facts " enough to overturn all his unbelief. The axe, crowbar, pick, and sledge-hammer were inces- santly ^at work. They had literally to hew their path through jungles and gullies, and beds of torrents and rocky acclivities, which formed a series of obstructions that tested the power of the whole party, — Groot Willem and the allies included, — to the uttermost. V • THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 161 Of course the difficulties varied with the scenery. Here the vale was narrow and gorge-like, with just sufficient room for the stream to pass, while preci- piees of naked rock rose abruptly like rampart walls to a height of many hundred feet. These in some places seemed actually' to overhang the savage- looking pass, or " poort," through which the waggons had to struggle in the very bed of the stream. Else- where it widened out sufficiently to leave space along the river-bank for fertile meadows, which were picturesquely sprinkled with mimosa trees and evergreen shrubs, and clothed with luxuriant pas- turage up to the girths of the horses. Everywhere the mountains rose around, steep and grand, the lower declivities covered with good pasturage, the clifi's above, of freestone and trap, frowning in wild forms like embattled ramparts whose picturesque sides were sprinkled with various species of succu- lent plants and flowering aloes. For five days did they struggle up this short glen ♦ two of these days being occupied in traversing only three miles of a rugged defile, to which they gave the name of Eildon Cleugh. But " nothing is denied to well-directed labour." They smashed two waggons, damaged all the others, half-killed their oxen, skinned all their knuckles, black-and- blued all Vieii shins, and nearly broke all their hearts, till at length they passed through the last poort of the glen and 152 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. gained the summit of an elevated ridge which com- manded a magnificent view to the extremity of the « VAXVa "And now, mynheer," said the field-cornet in charge of their escort, " there lies your country." " At last ! — thank God," said the leader of the band, looking round. on their beautiful though savage home with feelings of deep gratitude for the happy termination of their long and weary travels. The toil of journeying was now succeeded by the bustle and excitement of settling down. Their new home was a lovely vale of about six or seven miles in length, and varying from one to two in breadth, like a vast basin surrounded on all sides by steep and sterile mountains, which rose in sharp wedge-like ridges, with snow-clad summits that tow- ered to an estimated height of five thousand feet above the level of the sea. The contrast between the warm peaceful valley and the rugged amphi- theatre of mountains w^as very great. The latter, dark and forbidding — yet home-like and gladdening to the eyes of Scotsmen — suggested toil and trouble, while the former, with its meandering river, verdant meadows, groves of sweet-scented mimosa-trees, and herds of antelopes, quaggas, and other animals pas- turing in undisturbed quietude, filled the mind with visions of peace and plenty. Perchance God spoke to them in suggestive prophecy, for the contrast was ./. V THE SETTLEK AND THE SAVAGE. 153 typical of their future chequered career in these almost unknown wilds of Smith Africa. Left by their escort on the following day — as their English brethren had been left in the Zuurveld of Lower Albany — to take root and grow there or perish, the heads of families assembled, and their leader addressed them. " Here, at last," said he, " our weary travels by sea and land have come to an end. Exactly six months ago, to a day, we left the shores of bonny Scotland. Since then we have been wanderers, with- out any other home than the crowded cabin at sea and the narrow tent on shore. Now we have, through God's great goodness and mercy, reached the ' Pro- mised Land' which is to be our future home, our place of rest. We have pitched our tents among the mim( sa-trees on the river's margin, and our kind Dutcn friends with the armed escort have left us. We f re finally left to our own resources ; it behoves us tl erefore, kindred and comrades, to proceed sys- tem tically to examine our domain, and fix our several locations. For this purpose I propose that an armed party should sally forth to explore, while the rest shall remain to take care of the women and children, and guard the camp." Acting on this advice, an exploration party was at once organised, and set forth on foot, as they had at that time no horses or live stock of any kind — 154 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. I i save one dog, which had been purchased by the "Brute" (whose proper name, by the way, was Andrew Elvers) from Groot Willem on the way up. They found the region most desirable in all respects. Open grassy pastures were interspersed everywhere with clumps and groves of mimosa-trees, while the river, a gurgling mountain-brook, mean- dered musically through the meadows. From grove and thicket sprang the hartebeest and duiker. From their lairs among the reeds and sedges of the river rushed the reitbok and wild hog ; while troops of quaggas appeared trotting on the lower declivities of the hills. " A magnificent region truly !" remarked Kenneth M'Tavish as they returned home at night. "'Eaven upon earth!" said Jerry Goldboy, with quiet enthusiasm. " What splendid scenery !" exclaimed Charlie Con- sidine, — who was addicted to the pencil. " What glorious sport ! " cried his former antagon- ist, Eivers, — who was fond of the rod and gun. "And what aboot the Kawfirs and Bushmen?" asked Sandy Black, who, to use his own language, " could aye objec'." " Time enough to think of them when they appear," said Rivers. " I don't believe they 're half so bad as people say,** cried Goldboy stoutly. V THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 155 " Maybe no," rejoined Black. " The place is para- dise to-day, as you sagaciously remarked, Jerry, but if the Kawfirs come it '11 be pandemonium to-morry. It's my opinion that we should get oursel's into a ' defensible camp as soon as we can, an' than gae aboot our wark wi' easy minds. Ye mind what Goliath and Hans Marais said before they left us, aboot keepin' a sharp look-oot." As no one replied to this, the Scot changed the subject by asking Considine when he meant to leave. "Not till Hans Marais comes over the hills to fetch me," was the reply. "He has taken upon him- self to give me extended leave of absence. You know, Sandy, that I fill the office of Professor in his father's house, and of course the Marais sprouts are languishing for want of water while the school- master is abroad, so I could not take it on myself to remain longer away, if Hans had not promised to ■ take the blame on his own shoulders. Besides, rain in Africa is So infrequent, that the sprouts won't sufier much from a week, more or less, of drought. Your leader wishes me to stay for a few days, and I am anxious to see how you get on. I '11 be able to help a bit, and take part in the night-watches, which I heard Mr. Pringle say he intends to institute immediately." On the day following a site was fixed for the / ..\ 156 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. commencement of the infant colony, and the tents, etc., were removed to it. The day after being Sun- day, it was unanimously agreed to "rest" from labour, and to " keep it holy." It was an interesting and noteworthy occasion, the assembling of the Scotch emigrants on that Sabbath day to worship God for the first time in Glen Lyn- den. Their church was under the shade of a vener- able acacia-tree, close to the margin of the stream, which murmured round the camp. On one side sat the patriarch of the party with silvery locks, the Bible on his knee, and his family seated round him, — the type of a grave Scottish husbandman. Near to him sat a widow, who had " seen better days," with fo r stalwart sons to work for and guard her. Be- side these were delicate females of gentle blood, near to whom sat the younger brother of a Scotch laird, who wisely preferred independence in the southern wilds of Africa to dependence "at home." Besides these there were youths and maidens, of rougher though not less honest mould — some grave, others gay, but a 1 at that time orderly and attentive, while their leader gave forth the beautiful hymn which begins, " God of Bethel ! by whose hand Thy people still are fed," and followed it with a selection of prayers from the English Liturgy, and a discourse from a volume of sermons. THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 157 While they were singing the last Psalm a beauti- ful antelope, which had wandered down the valley, — all ignorant of the mighty change that had taken place in the prospects of its moimtain home, — came suddenly in sight of the pai-ty, and stood on the opposite side of the river gazing at them in blank amazement. Andrew Kivers, who sat meekly singing a fine bass, chanced to raise his head at the time. Immedi- ately his eyes opened to their full extent, and the fine bass stopped short, though the mouth did not close. With the irresistible impulse of a true sportsman he half rose, but Sandy Black, who sat near, caught him by the coat-tails and forced him firmly though softly down. "Whist, man; keep a calm sough !" The young man, becoming instantly aware of the impropriety of his action, resigned himself to fate and Sandy, and recovered self-possession in time to close the interrupted line with two or three of the deepest notes in the bass clef. The innocent antelope continued to listen and gaze its fill, and was finally permitted to retire unmolested into its native jungle. I! 158 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGK. CHAPTER XI. KXPLORATIONS AND HUNTING EXPERIENCES. Oh tliey were happy times, these first days of the infant colony, when every man felt himself to he a real Eobinson Crusoe, — with the trifling differ- ence of being cast on heights of the mainland, instead of an islet of the sea, and with the pleasant addition of kindred company ! So rich and lovely was their domain that some of the facetious spirits, in looking about for sites for future dwellings, affected a rollicking indifference to situations that would have been prized by any nobleman in making choice of a spot for a shooting- box. " Come now, M'Tavish," said Considine, on one of their exploring expeditions, " you are too particular. Yonder is a spot that's seems to have been made on purpose for you — a green meadow for the cattle and sheep, when you get *em ; stones scattered here and there, of a shape that wjU suit admirably for build- ing purposes without quarrying or dressing; a THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 169 clump of mimosa-trees to shelter your cottage from winds that may blow down the valley, and a gentle gi-een slope to break those that blow up ; a superb acacia standing by itself on a ready-made lawn where your front door will be, under which you may have a rustic seat and table to retire to at eventide with Mrs. M* Tavish and lovely young Jessie, to smoke your pipe and sip your tea." " Or toddy," suggested Sandy Black. " Or toddy," assented Considine. "Besides all this, you have the river making a graceful bend in front of your future drawing-room windows, and a vista of the valley away to the left, with a rocky eminence on the right, whence baboons can descend to rob your future orchard at night, and sit chuckling at you in safety during the day, with a gi'and background of wooded gorges, — or corries, as you Scotch have it, or kloofs, according to the boers — and a noble range of snow-clad mountains to complete the picture ! " " Not a bad description for so young a man," said M'Tavish, surveying the spot with a critical eye ; "quite in our poetical leaders style. You should go over it again in his hearing, and ask him to throw it into verse." " No ; I cannot afford to give away the valuable produce of my brain. I will keep and sell it some day in England. But our leader has already fore- 160 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. ii stalled me, 1 fear. He read to me something last night which he has just composed, and which bears some resemblance to it. Listen : — " ' Now we raise the eye to range 0' er prospect wild, grotesque, and strange ; Sterile mountains, rough and steep, That bound abrupt the valley deep. Heaving to the clear blue sky Their ribs of granite bare and dry. And ridges, by the torrents worn, Thinly streaked with scraggy thorn, Which fringes Nature's savage dress, Yet scdrce relieves her nakedness. But where the Vale winds deep below, The landscape hath a warmer glow : There the spekboom spreads its bowers Of light green leaves and lilac flowers ; And the aloe rears her crimson crest, Like stately queen for gala drest ; And the bright-blossomed bean-tree shakes Its coral tufts above the brakes, Brilliant as the glancing plumes Of sugar-birds among its blooms, With the deep-gi-een verdure blending In the stream of light descending.' " Something or other follows, I forget what, and then : — " ' With shattered rocks besprinkled o'er, Behind ascends the mountain hoar, Where the grim satyr-faced babooa Sits gibbering to the rising moon, Or chides with hoarse or angry cry Th' intruder as he wanders by.' w THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. f'"^ 161 " There — I can't remember the rest of it," said Considine, " and I *m not even sure that what I *ve quoted is correct, but you see Mr. Pringle's mind has jumped before mine, — and higher." " Man, it 's no' that bad," observed Black, with emphasis. " Depend on 't — though I mak' nae pre- tence to the gift o' prophecy — he *11 come oot as a bard yet — the bard o* Glen Lynden maybe, or Sooth Afriky. — Hech, sirs !" added Sandy, pointing with a look of surprise to a tree, many of the pendent branches of which had peculiar round-shaped birds'- nests attached to them, ".what's goin' on thero, think 'ee?" The tree to which the Scot directed attention overhung the stream, and down one of its branches a snake was seen twining itself with caution. It evidently meant to rob one of the nests, for the little owner, with some of its companions, was shrieking and fluttering round the would-be robber. This kind of bird has been gifted with special wisdom to guard its home from snakes. It forms the entrance to its pendent nest at the bottom instead of the top, and hangs the nest itself at the extreme point of the finest twigs, so that the snake is compelled to wriggle downwards perpendicularly, and at last has to extend part of its body past the nest, in order to be able to turn its head upwards into the hole. Great, unquestionably, is a snake's capacity to hold 1G2 THE BKTTLER AND THE SAVAGE. n on by its tail, but this holding on as it were to next-to-nothinj» is usually too much for it. While the explorers were watching, the snake turned its head upwards for the final dive into the nest, but its coils slipped, and it fell into the water amid trium- phant shrieks from the little birds. Nothing daunted, however, the snake swam ashore and made another attempt — with the same result. Again it made the trial ; a third time it failed, and then, in evident disgust, went off to attack some easier prey. While Considine and his companions were thus out in search of good localities on which to plant future homesteads, the greater part of the settlers were engaged, at a spot which they had named Clifton, in erecting temporary huts of the wattle-and- dab order. Mr. Pringle himself, with a bold fellow named Rennie, remained to guard the camp, as they had reason to fear a surprise from Bushmen marauders, known at that time to be roaming the neighbourhood. More than once the sentinels were tempted to fire into a band of baboons, whom they not unnaturally mistook for Bushmen ! Other parties were sent out to cut wood and reeds, which they had to carry into camp, sometimes two or three miles, on their shoulders, while some were despatched into the kloofs to hunt, provisions having by that time grown scarce. Not being a sportsman himself, and not feeling sure of the power of his THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 163 Low ley len Ithe rere ley ids, bwo rere I his men, who were at that time unaccustomed to the gun, Mr. Pringle wisely sent two of the party to the nearest station — about forty miles distant — to in- quire about a supply of provisions and a few horses, which were expected from the Government-farm of Somerset. The first hunting party sent out was not a select one, the people generally being too eager about ex- amining and determining their immediate locations to care about sport. It consisted of young Eivers and Jerry Goldboy. The former was appointed, or rather allowed, to go, more because of his sporting enthusiasm than because of any evidence he had yet given of his powers, and the latter merely because he desired to go. For the same reason he was per- mitted to arm himself with his blunderbuss. Eivers carried a heavy double-barrelled fowling-piece. He was a stout active impulsive young fellow, with the look of a capable Nimrod. " You 'd have been better with a fowling-piece, or even a Dutch roer," said Eivers, casting a doubtful look at the blunderbuss as they entered the jungle and began to ascraid one of the nearest subsidiary glens or kloofs. " Well now, sir," said Jerry respectfully, " I don't agree with you. A man who goes a-shootin' with a fowlin'-piece or a Dutch gun must 'ave some sort o* capacity for shootin' — mustn't 'e, su'?" 164 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVaGE. " Well, I suppose he must." " Wereas," continued Jerry, " a man who goes a- shootin* with a blunderbuss don't require no such qualification — that's w'ere it is, sir." " D' you mean to say that you can't shoot ?" asked Rivers, with a look of surprise. " No more, sir," replied Jerry with emphasis, "than the weathercock of a Dutch Reformed Church. Of courf.e I know *ow to load — powder first, ball or shot pii/cvwards ; it's usually gravel with me, that bein' so to sp6ak, 'andy and cheap. An' I knows w'ica end o' the piece to putt to my shoulder, I'ke- wis3 *ow to pull the trigger, but of more than that I *m hinnocent as the babe unborn. Ah ! you may laugh, sir, but after all I'm a pretty sure shot. Indeed I seldom miss, because I putt in such a 'eavy charge, and the^ 'buss scatters so fearfully that it's all but impossible to miss — unlefc>3 you fairly turn yoar back on the game and fires in the opposite direction." "You're a pleasant hunting companion!" said Rivers. "Do you know the importance of always keeping the muzzle of your gun away from the unfortunate fellow you chance to be shooting with ?" " Ho, yes, sir. The dangerous natur' of my weapon 13 so great that I've adopted the plan of always walking, as you see, with what the milingtary call ' shouldered arms,' which endangers nothin* but the ( • ■ ■ il- || THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 165 lid tays Ithe )on rays I call the sky — includin' the planetory system — except w'en I 'appens to fall, w'en, of course, it's every man look- out for hisself. But there's one consolation for you, sir, — my blunderbuss don't go off easy. It takes two pulls of the trigger, mostly, to bring fire out o' the flint, and as I often forget to prime— there 's a tliird safeguard in that, so to speak." Further converse was interrupted by the sudden bursting of a duiker, or large antelope, from a thicket close beside them. Both sportsmen levelled their pieces, but, the jungle there being dense, the animal vanished before either could fire. With the eager haste of tyros, however, they ^an stumbling after it until they came to an open stretch of ground which led them to the edge of a small plain. Here they simultaneously discovered that no duiker was to be seen, though they observed a troop of quaggas far out of range, and a hartui jeist in the distance. The former, observing them, kicked up their heels, and dashed away into the i.ounttdns. The latter, a handsome creature, the size of an average pony and flpct as a stag, bounded into the jungle. " No use going after these," said Rivers, with a wistful gaze. " No, sir, — none w'atever." " Better keep to the jungle and be ready next time," said the young sportsman. "We mustn't talk, Jerry." Tg^ ■■I i 166 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. ■ i *' No, sir ; mum 'a the word. But 'ow if we should meet with a lion ? " " Shoot it of course. But there is no such luck in store for us." Afterthis the hunters proceeded with greater caution. As they kept in the thick bush, they frequently startled animals, which they heard leaping up and bursting through the underwood, but seldom got a glimpse, and never a shot. " Tantalising, ain't it, sir ?" "Hush!" They issued on another open space at this point, and, seeing a thick bed of sedges near the margin of a stream, proceeded towards it, separating from each other a few yards in order to cover the ground. There was a sudden and violent shaking in the sedges on their approach, as if some large animal had been aroused from sleep, but the tall reeds pre- vented its being seen. " Look out, Jerry, and keep more on the other side —there — Hallo ! As he spoke, a creature called by the Dutch colonists a reit-vark, or reed-swine, whose quick starts and sharp stoppages betrayed its indecision, at length made up its mind and rushed out of the reeds in wild alarm close to Eivers, who, although ready, was incapable of restraining himself, and fired in haste. The ball nevertheless slightly grazed the animal's side. THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAOE. 167 e With a shriek of intense agony, sueh as only a brute of the porcine tribe can utter, the reit-vark swerved aside and ran straight, though uninten- . tionally, at Jerry Goldboy. Self-control not being Jerry's forte, he uttered a great cry, presented the blunderbuss with both hapds, shut his eyes, and fired. The butt of his piece came back on his chest and floored him, and the half-pound of gravel charge went into the fore- head of the reit-vark, which dropped with a final groan, whose clear import was — "no earthly use in strugg' ! *)g ■xft&v that 1 " Recovering himself, Jerry was jubilant over his success. Rivers was almost envious. They proceeded, but killed nothing more after- wards, though they saw much. Among other things, they saw a footprint in the sand which filled them with interest and awe. It was that of a lion ! During the journey up from the coast they had seen much game, large and small, of every kind, except the Cape " tiger " and the lion. They had indeed, once or twice, heard the peculiar growl or gurr of the former, but until this day none of the party had seen even the footprint of the king of beasts. Of course the interest and excitement was proportional. Of course, also, when the subject was discussed round the camp-fires that night, there was a good deal of "chaffing" among the younger men about the probability of a mistake as to the nature • ! 168 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. , : of the footprints ty such unaccustomed sportsmen ; but Rivers was so confident in his statements, and Jerry was so contemptuous in his manner of demand- ing whether there was any difference between the paw of a cat and a lion, except in size, and whether he was not perfectly familiar with a cat's paw, that no room for scepticism remained. It had been a threatening day. Muttered thunder had' been heard at intervals, and occasional showers, — the first that had assailed them since their arrival in the glen. The night became tempestuous, cold, and very dark, so that soon all were glad to seek the shelter of the tents or of the half-finished wattle-and-dab huts, except the sentinels. Of these, two were appointed for every watch. Masters and servants shared this disagreeable duty equally. Par- ticularly disagreeable it was that night, for the rain came down in such torremts that it was difficult to keep the fires alight, despite a good supply of firewood. About midnight the sleeping camp was aroused by the roar of a lion close to the tents. It was so loud and so tremendous that some of the sleepy-heads thought for a moment a thunderstorm had burst upon them. Every one was up in a second — the men with guns, pistols, swords, and knives. There was no mistaking the expressmi of the roar — the voice of fury as well as of power. " Whereaboots is the brute ?" cried Sandy Black, •■■: I THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 169 who, roused to unwonted excitement by the royal voice, issued from his tent in a red nightcap and drawers, with a gun in one hand and a carving-knife in the other. "Here!" "There!" "In this direction!" "No, it isn't !" "I say it is !" and similar exclamations, burst from every one. The uncertainty was pro- bably occasioned partly by the mode the animal has of sometimes putting his mouth close to the ground when he roars, so that the voice roUs along like a billow; partly also by the echo from a mountain- rock which rose abruptly on the opposite bank of the river. Finding it impossible to decide the ques- tion of direction, the party fired volleys and threw firebrands in all directions, and this they did with such vigour that his kingship retired without utter- ing another sound. It was a grand, a royal, almost a humorous mode of breaking a spell — the spell of unbelief in lions, — which some of the party had been under up to that moment. They remained under it no longer ! As if to confirm and fix the impression thus made, this lion, — or another, — gave some of the party a day- light interview. George Rennie, M'Tavish, Considine, Black, and others, had gone up the river to cut reeds in the bed of the stream. While they were busily engaged with their sickles, up rose a majeslic lion in theii" very midst ! 1 \ i 170 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. "Preserve us a'!" exclaimed Black, who was nearest to him. Jerry Goldboy turned to seize his blunderbuss. The lion leaped upon the bank of the river, turned round and gazed upon the men. . " Let go !" exclaimed Jerry in a hoarse whisper, endeavouring to shake off the vice-like grip that Black had laid on his arm. " Keep quiet, man," growled Black sternly. The rest of the party were wise enough not to interfere with the lion. They were at that time inexperienced. To have wounded him would have brought disaster, perhaps death, on some of them. George Eennie (who afterwards became a celebrated lion-hunter) was emphatic in advising caution. Aftei o^izing in quiet surprise on the intruders for a minute or so, he turned and retired; first slowly, and then, after getting some distance off, at a good round trot. This was the first sight they had of the royal beast. Afterwards, during the winter and spring, they had frequent visits from lions, but did not suffer actual damage from them. They also, in course of time, dared to " beard the lion in his den," — but of that more anon. The labour of the settlers at this time — before oxen and horses were procured — was very severe. Of course this had the effect of weeding the little com- THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 171 pany of some of its chaif in the shape of lazy and dis- contented men. One said that he "had not been engaged to work by day, and watch by night, as well as living in constant fear of being scalped by savages . or devoured by wild beasts." The observation being true and unanswerable, he was " graciously permitted to retire from the service," and returned to Algoa Bay. But on the whole there was little murmuring, and no rebellion. By degrees difficulties were smoothed down. A squatter on one of the forfeited farms, about eight miles off, who with his family lived solely on flesh and milk, was engaged to lend a hand with his waggon and oxen to " flit " the families to their various locations. He also sold the settlers a few sheep. In time, more sheep and oxen were pur- chased from the Dutch farmers on the Tarka, a river on the other side of the mountains. Hottentots came from Somerset with flour. Thatched huts replaced the tents. A few horses were obtained. Gardens were cleared and enclosed. Trenches for irrigation were cut. Trees were rooted out, and ploughs were set to work. Ten armed Hottentots were sent by the magistrates of the district to which they belonged, to guard and relieve them of night-watches, and with these came the news that ten of their friend Opperman's cattle, and seven belonging to their neighbour the squatter, had been carried off by Bushmen. n 172 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. At this point Sandy Black aroused the admiration of the ten Hottentots by setting to work one morn- ing in September — the beginning of spring in South Africa — with a Scotch plough, which was guided entirely by himself, and drawn by only two oxen. His dark-skinned admirers had never seen any other plough than the enormous unwieldy imple- ment then in use among the Dutch, which had only one handle, no coulter, was usually drawn by ten or twelve oxen, and managed by three or four men and boys. \ By degrees those of the party who were good linguists began to pick up Dutch. Mr. Priugle, especially, soon became familiar enough with it to be able to hold a Dutch service on Sundays, in addi- tion to the English, for the benefit of the Hottentot guards. He also added a slight knowledge of medicine to his other qualifications, and was thus enabled to minister to the wants of body and soul, at a time when the people had no regular physician or professional' minister of the Gospel. The arrival of horses gave the settlers opportunities of making more extended and more thorough explo- rations of their own domain, and the daily routine of life was varied and enlivened by an occasional visit from the Tarka boers, whom they found good-natured and hospitable — also very shrewd at a bargain ! Thus they took root and began to grow. •«^-' THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 173 But before many of these things occurred Hana Marais came over the mountains, according to pro- mise, and " Professor " Considine was fain to bid the Scotch settlers farewell, proipising, however, to re- turn and visit them on some future day. M% S - > 174 THE SETTLER A.ND THE SAVAGE CHAPTER XII. OIVKS ROME ACCOUNT OF A GREAT LION-HUNT. Although the lion's roar had been frequentl} heard by the settlers of Glen Lynden, some months elapsed before th,ey came into actual conflict with ids majesty. By that time the little colony had taken firm root. It had also been strengthened by a few families of half-castes or mulattos. One morning it was discovered that a horse had been carried off by a lion, and as his track was clearly traceable into a neighbouring kloof, the boldest men of the settlement, as well as some Dutch- men who chanced to be there at the time, were speedily assembled for a regular hunt after the audacious thief. It was a great occasion, and some of the men who became noted for prowess in after years began their career on that day. George Rennie, who ulti- mately acquired the title of the Lion-hunter, came to the rendezvous with a large elephant-gun on his shoulder ; also his brother John, fearless and daring as himself. Then followed the brothers Diederik r< '•<> THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 175 , aud Christian Muller, — frank, free, generous-hearted Dutchmen, who were already known as among the most intrepid lion-hunters of South Africa; and Arend Coetzer of Eland's-drift ; and Lucas Van Dyk, a tall dark muscular man of about six feet two, with a bushy black beard, and an eye like an eagle's, carrying a gun almost as long and unwieldy as him- self; and Slinger, AUie, and Dikkop, their sturdy Hottentot servants, with Dugal, a half-tamed Bush- man, the special charge of Mr, Pringle. These and several others were all armed with gun and spear and knife. Soon our friend Sandy Black, who had been summoned from work in his garden, joined them with a rusty old flint-lock gun. He was followed by young Kivers, with a double-barrelled percussion of large calibre, and by Kenneth M'Tavish, accompanied by his wife and Jessie, both imploring him earnestly " not to be rash, and to keep well out of danger !" " Oh ! Kenneth," entreated Mrs. M., " do be careful. A lion is such a fearful thing 1" "My dear, it's not a 'thing,' it's an animal^ growled Kenneth, trying to induce his wife to go home. " Yes, but it is so dangerous, and only think, if it should get hold of you — and I know your headstrong courage will make you do something foolhardy — what is to become of me and Jessie ?" It was evident from the tone of M'Tavish's reply IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) 1.0 I.I 1^ 12.2 US 2.0 1.8 1.25 1.4 |||.6 M 6" ► ^m ^ /a / ^. ^ :» ^.»>' '/ % r '►JV'^ Hiotographic Sciences Corporation w %" .^ "% 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, NY. 14580 (716) 872-4503 ? !^<^ i' .r^ C/. 9 \ o^ <^ SI 176 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. that he did not care much what should become of either wife or daughter just then, for he saw that his male friends were laughing at him, but he was fortunately relieved by Jerry Goldboy coming up at the moment — with the blunderbuss on his shoulder — and informing Mrs. M'Tavish that her "pet," a lamb which had been recently purchased from one of the Tarka boers, was at large, with two or three hungry dogs looking earnestly at it ! The good lady at once forsook the old goat, and ran back with J^sie to the rescue of the pet lamb. "What have 'ee putt i' the 'buss ?" asked Sandy Black of Jerry, with a sly look, as the latter joined the group of hunters. " Well, d* you know, I ain't quite sure," replied Jerry in some confusion ; " I — I was called out so suddenly that I 'ad scarce time to think." " Think!" repeated Black; " it doesna tak' muckle time to think hoo to load a gun, but to be sure yowr gun is a pecooliar ane." " Well, you see," returned Jerry, with the troubled look still on his countenance, " it does require a little consideration, because it would be useless to load with my ordinary charge of gravel for a lion. Then I feared to put in large stones, lest they should jam in the barrel an' bu'st the Aold thing. So I collected a lot of Aold buttons and a few nails, besides two or three thimbles, but — " , " ^ ■' THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 1 t < "Weel," said Black, as his friend paused, "thae sort o* slugs Willi at least gie the lion a peppery sort o' feeling, if naethin' waur." "Yes, but, d'you see," continued Jerry, "there was a silver tea-spoon on the table when I made the collection of things, and after I had loaded I — I couldn't find the tea-spoon, and I fear — " Just at that moment Groot Willem galloped upon the scene and was received with a hearty cheer. The Hottentots were now sent on in advance to trace out the " spoor " — in other words, the track of the lion. - On the way one of the Dutchmen entertained those of the settlers who were inexperienced with an account of the mode in which lion-hunts should be conducted. The right way to go to work, he said, was to set the dogs into the cover and drive the lion into the open, when the whole band of hunters should march forward together and fire either singly or in volleys. If he did not fall, but should grow furious and advance upon his assailants, then they should stand close in a circle and turn their horses with their heads from the foe, horses being usually much frightened at the sight of a lion. Some should hold the bridles, while others should kneel and take careful aim at the approaching enemy, which would crouch now and then as if to measure his distance and calculate the power of his M iip 178 THE SETTLEK AND THE SAVAGE. I spring. When he crouched, that was the time to shoot him fair in the head. If they should misa, ivhich was not unlikely, or only wound the lion, and the horses should get frantic with terror at his roars, and break loose, there was reason to fear that serious mischief might follow. No Red Indian of the backwoods ever followed the " trail " of beast or foe incwe unerringly than these Hottentots and mulattos tra-cked that lion through brushwood and brake, over grass and gravel, where in manv places, to an unskilled eye, there was no visible mark at all. Their perseverance was rewarded : they came upon the enemy sooner than had been expected. At the distance of about a mile from the spot where he had killed the horse they found him in. a straggling thicket. From this point of vantage he would by no means come out>. The dogs were sent in, and they barked furiously enough, but the lion would not condescend to show fight. After some hours spent in thus vainly heating about the bush, George Eennie became impatient and resolved to " storm " the stronghold ! In company with his brother John and another man named Ekrpn he prepared to enter the thicket where the lion was concealed, and persuaded three of the mulattos to follpw in rear and be «eady to fire if their assault should prove abortive. It w»aa of no use that Lucas, Van Dyk, and tlie THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 179 Mullers, and other exr>erienced Dutchmen, tried to dissuade them from their enterprise by ^psuring them that it was a ridiculous as well as reckless mode of attack, and would be almost certainly attended with fatal, consequences. The brothers Rennie, as yet inexperienced, were obstinate. They were bent on attacking the lion in his den. While this arrangement was being made the soul of Jerry Goldboy became unfortunately inflated with a desire to distinguish himself. Spiritually brave, though physically nervous, he made a sudden resolve to shoot that lion or die in the attempt ! Without uttering a word he cocked his blunderbuss, and, be- fore any one could prevent him, made a bold dash into the jungle at a point where the hounds were clamouring loudest. . . " Save us a', the body 's gane gyte !" exclaimed Sandy Black, promptly following. "Come on, freen's, or he 's a deed man." Sandy's impulse was suddenly arrested by a roar from the lion so tremendous that it appeared to shake the solid earth. Next moment Jerry beheld a large animal bound with a crash through the brake straight at him. His heart leaped into his mouth, but he retained sufficient vitality to present and fire. A wild yell followed, as the animal fell de.^xi at his feet, and Jerry found that he had lodged the whole collection of buttons, nails, and miscellaneous 180 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. It articles, along with the tea-spoon, in the head of the best hound, which had been scared by the monarch's appalling roar I It is difficult to say whether laughter or indignant growls were loudest on the occurrence of this, but it is certain that the brothers Eennie entered the thicket immediately after, despite the almost angry remonstrances of the more knowing men, advanced to within about fifteen paces of the spot where the lion lay crouched among the gnarled roots of an evergreen bus^i with a small space of open ground on one side of it. " Now then, boys," said George Bennie, casting a hasty glance over his shoulder at the mulatto sup- ports, " steady, and take good aim after we fire." He put the elephant- gun to his shoulder as he spoke, his brother and comrade did the same; a triple report followed, and the three heavy balls, aimed with deadly precision, struck a great block of red stone behind which the lion was lying. With a furious growl he shot from his lair like the bolt from a cross-bow. The mulattos instinc- tively turned and fled without firing a shot. The three champions, with empty guns, tumbled over each other in eager haste to escape the dreaded claws — but in vain, for with one stroke he dashed John Bennie to the ground, put his paw on him, and looked round with that dignified air of grandeur 1^ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 181 )f In which has doubtless earned for his race the royal title. The scene was at once magnificent, thrilling, and ludicrous. It was impossible for the other hunters to fire, because while one man was under the lion's paw the others were scrambling towards them in such a way as to render an aim impossible. After gazing at them steadily for a few seconds the lion turned as if in sovereign contempt, scattered the hounds like a pack of rats, and, with a majestic bound over bushes upwards of twelve feet high, re-entered the jungle. With a feeling of indignation at si\ch contemptuous treatment, George Eennie re- charged his gun in haste, vowing vengeance against the whole feline race — a vow which he fully re- deemed in after years. His brother John, who was injured to the extent of a scratch on the back and a severe bruise on the ribs by the rough treatment he had received, arose and slowly followed his example, and Groot Willem, growling in a tone that would have done credit to the lion himself, and losing for the moment the usual wisdom of his countrymen in such encounters, strode savagely into the jungle, followed by Sandy Black and Jerry, the latter of whom appeared to labour under a sort of frenzied courage which ui^ed him on to deeds of desperate valour. At all events he had recharged his piece of orclnance to the very muzzle with a miscellaneous compound of sand, stones, and sticks — ^Hvpm iliiH 182 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. anything, in short, that would go down its capacious thi^at,-^-and, pushing wildly past Groot Willem, took the lead. It was perhaps well for these strangely-assorted hunters that the lion had made up his mind to quit the jungle. A few minutes later he was seen retreat- ing towards the mountains, and the chase was re- newed, with hounds and Hottentots in full cry. They came up with him in a short time at bay under a mimosa-tree by the side of a streamlet. He lashed his tail and growled fiercely as he glared at the dogs, which barked and yelped round him, though they took good care to keep out of reach of his claws. ^Vhile they stirred up his wrath to the boiling point, they at the same time distracted his attention, so that a party of Hottentots, getting between him and the mountain side, took up a position on a precipice which overlooked the spot where he stood at bay. Suddenly the lion appeared to change his mind. Turning as before, and clearing all obstacles at a bound, he took refuge in a dense thicket, into which a heavy fire was poured without any effect. Again George Eennie lost patience. He descended from the height, accompanied by a favourite little dog, and threw two large stones into the thicket. His challenge was accepted on the spot. The lion leaped out with a roar, and was on the point of making another bound, which would THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 183 ceitainly have been fatal to the hunter, but the little dog ran boldly up and barked in his face. The momentary interraption saved Rennie, Who leaped backward, but the dog was instantly killed witn a flashing pat from the royal paw. At the same moment a volley was fired by the Hottentots fronr the heights. Unfortunately the position of Eennie rendered it impossible for the Mullers or any of the other expert shots to fire. Whether the volley had taken effect was uncertain, but it at all events turned the lion from his purpose. He wheeled round, and, abandoning the bush, took to a piece of open ground, across which the hunters and dogs followed him up hotly. The lion now took refuge in a small copse on a slight eminence. Diederik and Christian Muller were in advance, Groot Willem on his mighty charger came next. Van Dyk was running neck and neck with Jeny Goldboy, who flourished the blunderbuss over his head and yelled like a very demon. It was obvious that he was mad for the time being. The rest came up in a confused body, many of the men on foot having kept up with the horsemen. The Eennies, having by that time become wiser, gave up their reckless proceedings, and allowed Christian Muller, who wiis tacitly acknowledged the leader of the party, tu direct. He gave the signal 184 THE SETTLEH AND THE SAVAGE. to dismount when within a short distance of the copse, and ordered the horses to be tied together as the different riders came up. This was quickly done, and of course all possibility of retreat was thus cut off. The plan was to advance in a body up the slope, leaving the horses in charge of the Hottentots. The preparations did not take long, but before they were completed a growl was heard, then a terrific roar, and the lioii, who had made up his mind to act on jbhe offensive, burst from the thicket and bore down on the party, his eyeballs glaring with rage. Being thus taken by surprise they were unprepared. His motion was so rapid that no one could take aim— except, indeed, Jerry, who dis- charged Kis piece at the sky, and, losing his balance, fell back with a wild halloo. Selecting one of the horses, the lion darted furiously at it. The affrighted animal sprang forward, and, in so doing, wheeled all the other horses violently round. The lion missed his aim, but faced about and crouched at a distance of only ten yards for another spring. It was a terrible moment! While the monster wa? meditating on which victim he should leap, Christian MuUer was taking quick but deadly aim. If he should merely wound the brute, certain death to some one of the party would have been the instantaneous result. Most of them knew this well \ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 185 Knowing also that Muller was cool and sure, they breathlessly awaited the result. Only three or four seconds were spent in aiming, but instants become minutes in such a case. Some of the men almost gasped with anxiety. Another moment, and Chris- tian fired. The under jaw of the lion dropped, and blood gushed from his mouth. He turned round with a view to escape, but George Eennie shot him through the spine. Turning again with a look of vengeance, he attempted to spring, but the once powerful hind-legs were now paralysed. At the same moment, Groot Willem, Van Dyk, Sandy Black, and M'Tavish put balls into different parts of his body, and a man named Stephanus put an end to his existence by shooting him through the braia It was a furious combat while it lasted, and a noble enemy had been subdued, for this lion, besides being magnificent of aspect even in death, measured full twelve feet from the point of his nose to the tip of his tail. \ r 186 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. CHAPTER XIII. ADVENTURE WITH AN OBTRIOH. Time passed rapidly, and the settlers, both high- land and lowldnd, struck their roots deeper and deeper into the soil of their adoption— ^watched and criticised more or less amiably by their predecessors, the few Dutch-African farmers who up to that time had struggled on the frontier all alone. One day Hans Marais was riding with Charlie Considine on the karroo, not far from the farm-house. They had been conversing on the condition and prospects of the land, and the trials and difficulties of the British settlers. Suddenly they came on an ostrich sitting on its eggs under a bush. The bird rose and ran on seeing the horsemen. " I daresay the cock-bird is not far off," observed Hans, riding up to the nest, which was merely a slight hollow scraped in the sandy soil, and con- tained a dozen eggs. " He is a gallant bird ; guards his wife most faithfully, and shares her duties." "I've sometimes thought," said Considine mus- Tin: SETTLER AND THE SAVAOE. 187 V ingly, ** that the ostrich might be tamed and bred on your farms. With such valuable feathers it wotild be worth while to try." "You are not the first who has suggested that, Charlie. My own mother has more than once spoken of it." " Stay a minute," said Considine ; " I shall take one of the eggs home to her." "Not fit to eat. Probably half hatched," said Hans. "No matter," returned i>ud othev, dismountiig. " Well, I '11 ride o the ridge and see if the papa is within hail." Hans did but bare justice to the cock ostrich when he said he was a gallant bird. It is within the mark to say that he is not only a pattern husband, 'but a most exemplary father, for, besides guarding his wife and her nest most jealously by day, he relieves her at night, and sits himself on the nest, while his better-half takes food and relaxation. While Hans rode forward a few hundred yards, the cock, which chanced to be out feeding on the plain, observed his wife running excitedly among the bushes, and at the same moment caught a glimpse of the Dutchman. Seven-league boots could not have aided that ostrich! With mighty strides and outstretched wings the giant bird rushed in furious rage to defend 188 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. its nest. Hans saw it, and, instantly putting spurs to his horse, also made for the nest, but the ostrich beat him. "Look out, Charlie !" shouted Hans. Charlie did look out, somewhat anxiously too^ turning his head nervously from side to side, foi while the thunder of hoofs and the warning cry of Hans assailed him on one side, a rushing and hissing sound was heard on the other. The suspense did not last long. A few seconds later, and the ostrich appeared, bearing down on him with railway speed. He raised his gun and fired, but in the haste of the moment missed. The cap of the second barrel snapped. He clubbed his gun, but before he could raise it the ferocious bird was on him. Towering high over his head, it must have been between eight and nine feet in height. One kick of its great two- toed foot sufficed. The ostrich kicks forward, as a man might when he wishes to burst in a door with his foot, and no prize-fighter can hit out with greater celerity, no horse can kick with greater force. If the blow had taken full effect it would probably have been fatal, but Considine leaped back. It reached him, however — on the chest, — and knocked him flat on the nest, where he lay stunned amid a wreck of eggs. The vicious bird was about to follow up its victory by dancing on its prostrate foe, when Hans galloped mm THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 189 up. The bird turned on him at once, with a hiss and a furious rush. The terrified horse reared and wheeled round with such force as almost to throw Hans, who dropped his gun in trying to keep his seat. Jumping into the air, and bringing its foot down with a resounding smack, the bird sent its two formidable nails deep into the steed's flank, from which blood flowed copiously. The horse took the bit in its teeth, and ran. Hans Marais was very strong, but fear was stronger. The horse fairly ran off, and the ostrich pursued. Being fleeter than the horse, it not only kept up with ease, but managed ever and anon to give it another kick on flank, sides, or limbs. Hans vainly tried to grasp his assailant by the neck. If he succeeded in this he knew that he could easily have choked it, for the ostrich's weak point is its long slender neck— its strong point being its tre- mendous leg, the thigh of which, blue-black, and destitute of feathers, resembles a leg of mutton in shape and size. At last Hans bethought him of his stirrup. Un- buckling it, he swung it by the leather round his head, and succeeded, after one or two attempts, in hitting his enemy on the head with the iron. The ostrich dropped at once and never rose again. Eeturning to the nest with his vanquished foe strapped to his saddle, he found Considine sitting ^mmmmHm" mmmmmmmm'mmmm^ un 190 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. somewhat confused among the egg-debris, much of u'hich consisted of flattened young ones, for the eggs were in an advanced state of incubation. "Why, Chariie, are you going to try your hand at hatching?" cried Hans, laughing in spite of himself. Considine smiled rather ruefully. '' I believe my breast-bone is knocked in. Jwst help me to examine; but first catch my horse, like a good fellow." It was found* on examination that no bones were broken, and that, beyond a bruise, Considine was none the worse of his adventure. One egg was found to have survived the general destruction. This was taken to the farm and handed to Mrs. Marais, and that amiable lady adopted and hatched it! We do not mean to assert that she sat upon it, but having discovered, from mysterious sounds inside, that the young ostrich contained in it was still alive, and, being a woman of an experi- mental tendency, she resolved to become a mother to it. She prepared a box, by lining it with a warm feather pillow, above which she spread several skin karosses or blankets, and into this she put the egg. Every morning and every evening she visited the iiest, felt the egg to ascertain its temperature, and added or removed a blanket according to circum- stances. How the good woman knew the proper m V. . THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 191 temperature is a mystery which no one could explain, but certain it is that she succeeded, for in a few days the little one became so lively in its prison as to suggest the idea that it wanted out. Mrs. Marais then listened attentively to the sounds, and, having come to a decision as to which end of the egg contained the head of the bird, she cracked the shell at that point and returned it to the nest. Thus aided, the infant ostrich, whose head and feet lay in juxtaposition, began life most appropri- ately with its strongest point — put its best foot foremost; drove out the end of its prison with a kick, and louoked astonished. One or two more kicks and it was out. Next time its foster-mother visited the nest she found the little one free, — but subdued, as if it knew it had been naughty, — and with that " weU-what-next ?" expression of counten- ance which is peculiar to very young birds in general. > . When born, this little creature was about the size of a small barn-door hen, but it was exceeding weak as well as long in the legs, and its first efforts at walking were a mere burlesque. The feeding of this foundling was in keeping with its antecedents. Mrs. Marais was a thoroughgoing but incomprehensible woman. One would have thought that boiled sheep's liver, chopped fine, and hens' eggs boiled hard, were about the most violently i 192 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. opposed to probability in the way of food for an ostrich, old or young. Yet that is the food which she gave this baby. The manner of giving it, too, was in accordance with the gift. Sitting down on a low stool, she placed the patient — so to speak — on its back, between her knees, and held it fast ; then she rammed the liver and egg down its throat with her fingers as far as they would reach, after which she set it on its legs and left it for a few minutes to contemplation. Hitching it suddenly on itb back again, she repeated the opera- tion until it had had enough. In regard to quan- tity, she regulated herself by feeling its stomach. In the matter of drink she was more pronounced than a teetotaler, for she gave it none at all. Thus she continued perseveringly to act until the young ostrich was old enough to go out in charge of a little Hottentot girl named Hreikie, who became a very sister to it, and whose life thence- forward was spent either in going to sleep under bushes, on the understanding that she was taking care of baby, or in laughing at the singular way in which her charge waltzed when in a facetious mood. There is no doubt that this ostrich would have reached a healthy maturity if its career had not been cut short by a hyena. Not until many years after this did "ostrich- farminjf" and feather-exporting become, as it still THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 193 continues, one of the most important branches of commercial enterprise in the Cape Colony ; but we cannot avoid the conclusion, that, as Watt gave the first impulse to the steam-engine when he sat and watched the boiling kettle, so Mrs. Marais opened the door to a great colonial industry when she held that infant ostrich between her knees, and stuffed it with minced eggs and liver. \ 1 1 n 194 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. CHAPTEK XIV. THE BEROENAABS. (( I So you like the study of French?" said Charlie Considine, as he sat one morning beside Bertha Marais in the porch of her father's dwelling. - "Yes, very much," answered the girl. She said no more, but she thought, " Especially when I am taught it by such a kind, painstaking teacher as you." " And you like to live in the wild karroo ?" asked the youth. " Of course I do," was the reply, with a look of surprise. " Of course. It was a stupid question, Bertha ; I did not think at the moment that it is home to you, ^nd that you have known no other since you v/ere a little child. But to my mind it would be a dull sort of life to live here always." " Do you find it so dull ?" asked Bertha, with a sad look. " No, not in the least," replied the youth, quickly. "How covld I, living as I do with such pleasant people, like one of their own kith and kin, hunting THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 195 with the sons and teaching the daughters — to say nothing of scolding them and playing chess, and singing and riding. Oh no ! I 'm anything but dull, but I was talking generally of life in the karroo. If I lived alone, for instance, like poor Horley, or with a disagreeable family like that of Jan Smit — by the way, that reminds me that we have heard news of the three runaways, Euyter, Jemalee, and Booby." "Oh! I'm so glad," cried Bertha, her fair face brightening up with pleasure, " for I am very fond of Euyter. He was so kind to me that time he found me lying near Smit's house, when my pony ran away and threw me, and I felt so miserable when I heard that his master was cruel and often beat him with a sjambok. Often and often since he ran away — and it must be nearly a ^ear now — I have prayed God that he might come back, and that Jan Smit might become good to him. — ^What have you heard ?" Gonsidine's face wore a troubled look. " I fear," he said, "the news will distress you, for what I heard was that the three men, driven to desper- ation by the harsh treatment received from their master, have joined one of the fiercest of these gangs of robbers, called the Bergenaars — the gang led, I believe, by Dragoener. It was Lucas Van Dyk, the hunter, who told me, and he is said to be generally- correct in his statementfl," 196 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. Bertha's nether lip quivered, and she hid her face in her hands for a few moments in silence. " Oh 1 I 'm so sorry — so sorry," she said at length, looking up. " He was so gentle, so kind. I can't imagine Kuyter becoming one of those dreadful Bergenaars, about whose ferocious cruelty we hear so much — his nature was so different. I can't believe it." "I fear," rejoined Considine gently, "that it is true. You know it is said that oppression will drive even a wise man mad, and a man will take to anything when he is mad." , , ! " It could not drive a Christian to such a life," returned the girl sadly. " Oh ! I wish he had become a Christian when Stephen Orpin spoke to him, but he wouldn't." " When did Orpin speak to hyn, and what did he say?" asked Considine, whose own ideas as to Christianity were by no means fixed or clear. "It was just after that time," rejoined Bertha, " when Jan Smit had had him tied to a cart-wheel and flogged so terribly that he could not walk for some days. Orpin happened to arrive at the time with his waggon — you know he has taken to going about as a trader, — and he spoke a great deal to Kuyter about his soul, and about Jesus coming to save men from sin, and enabling them to forgive their enemies; but when Euyter heard about THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 19Ti forgiving his enemies he wouldn't listen any more. Pointing to his wounds, he said, * Do you think I can forgive Jan Smit ?"* " I don't wonder," said Considine ; " it is too mt^ch to expect a black fellow smarting under the sjambok to forgive the man who applies it — especially when it is applied unjustly, and with savage cruelty." Bertha was not gifted with an argumentative spirit. She looked anxiously in the face of her companion, and murmured some broken sentences about the Lord's Prayer and the Golden Rule, and wound up by saying hesitatingly, " How can we ask forgiveness if we do not forgive ?" " You are right. Bertha," was Considine's rejoinder, uttered gravely ; " but, truly, a man must be more than a man to act on such principles. Think, now of the state of things at the present time with regard to the settlers. The ' rust,' as they call the fc strange disease which has totally ruined the first yciii'o crop of wheat, has thrown the most of them into diffi- culties, and in the midst of this almost overwhelm- ing calamity down came the Kafirs on the Albany District, and the Bergenaars, of whom we have just been speaking, not, like men, to fight openly — that were endurable, — but like sly thieves in the dead of night, to carry off sheep and cattle from many of the farms — ^in some cases even killing the herdsmen. Now, what think you must be the feelings of the L m 198 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. M settlers towards these Kafirs and runaway robbers ? — can tliey forgive ?" Bertha didn't know. She thought their feelings must be very harsh. Diverging from the question, however, she returned to the first regret — namely, that her friend Euyter had joined the Bergenaars. "Hallo! Considine, hi! where are you?" came the sonorous voice of Conrad Marais in the distance, interrupting the conversation. Next moment the hearty countenance of the farmer followed his voice round the cornfer of the house. " Come, get your gun, my boy !" he cried in some excitement. "These villains have been down last night and carried off two spans of my best oxen, besides killing and devouring several sheep." Considine started up at once. " We shall be off in half an hour," continued the farmer ; " Hans is away gathering one or two neigh- bours, and the people are almost ready." "Do you accompany them?" asked Considine. " Of course I do. Come along." The youth required no urging. In a few minutes he was armed and mounted, galloping in company with a score of horsemen — black, brown, and white — towards the cattle-kraals. Here was already assem- bled by Hans a troop of mounted men, among whom were Jan Smit and his three sons, David, Jacob, and Hendrik, also the hunter Van Dyk. After a brief THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 199 consultation, in wluch Van Dyk took a prominent part, they rode off at a smart gallop. We change the scene now to a large and dark cavern up among the wild heights of the Winterberg mountains. It was evening, but the sun had still a consider- able distance to descend before finding its bed on the western horizon. A faint gleam of day entered the* cave, which was further illuminated by three fires, over which a band of savage-looking dark- skinned men were roasting chops and marrow-bones. Abdul Jemalee the Malay slave and Booby the Bushman were there, assisting at the feast^ At the inner end of the cave, seated beside two men, was Ruyter the Hottentot. He was a good deal changed from the rough but careless and jolly fellow whom we first introduced to the reader. There was a stern severity on his countenance, coupled with a touch of sadness when in repose, but when called into action, or even when conversing, the softer feeling vanished, and nothing remained but the lines indicative of a stern settled purpose. Most of the robbers around him had like himself fled from harsh masters, and become hardened in a career of crime. The expression of almost every countenance was vindic- tive, sensual, coarse. Euyter's was not so. Unyield- ing sternness alone marked his features, which, we have elsewhere remarked, were unusually good for a 200 TIIK SETTLlOl AND THE SAVAGE. f Hottentot. Being a man of siipeiior power he had become the leader of this robber-band. It was only one of many that existed at that time among the almost inaccessible heights of the mountain-ranges bordering on the colony. His companions recognised the difference between themselves and their captain, and did not love him for it, though they feared him. They also felt that he was irrevocably one of them- selves, having imbmed his hands in white man's blood more than once, and already made his name terrible on that part of the frontier. " They should be here by this time," said Euyter, in Dutch, to one of the men at his side. " Why did you send them off before I returned ?" He said this with a look of annoyance. The man replied that he had acted according to the best of his judgment, and had been particular in impressing the leader of the party that he was not to touch the flocks of old Marais, but to devote himself entirely to those of Jan Smlt. To this Euyter observed with a growl that it was not likely they would attend to such orders if Marais' herds chanced to be handy, but the robber to whom he spoke only replied with a sly smile, showing that he was of the same opinion. Just then a man rushed into the cave announcing the fact that their comrades were returning with plenty cattle and sheep, but that they were pursued. THE SETTLEK AND THE SAVAGE. 201 Instantly the chops and marrow-bones were flung aside, and the robbers, hastily arming, mounted their horses and descended to the rescue. The band of which Ruyter had become leader had existed some time before he joined. It was a detachment from a larger band who acknowledged as their chief a desperado named Dragoener. This Bushman had been in the service of Diederik Muller, but, on being severely flof . ( d by a hot-tempered kinsman of his master, had fled to the mountain's, vowing vengeance against all white men. It is thus that one white scoundrel can sometimes not only turn a whole tribe of savages into bitter foes of the white men in general, but can bring discredit on his fellows in the eyes of Christian people at a distance, who have not the means of knowing the true state of the case. Be this as it may, however, Dragoener with his banditti soon took ample revenge on the colonists for the sjamboking he had received. Not long previous to the period of which we write he had been reinforced by Euyter, Jemalee, Booby, and several other runaway slaves, besides some " wild Bushmen," — men who had never been in service, and were so called to distinguish them from men who had been caught, like our friend Booby, and " tamed." A few deserters from the Cape Corps, who possessed fire-arms, had also joined him. Thus reinforced; Dragoener and his lieutenant had f 4 I 202 THK SETTLER AND TIIK SAVAGE. become bolder than ever in tlieir depredations. One of his bands had recently carried off a large number of cattle and horses from the Tarka boers, who had called out a commando and gone in pursuit. Driven into a forest ravine, and finding it impossible to retain possession of their booty, the robbers had cut the throats of all the animals, and, scattering into the jungle, made their escape. Another band had frequently annoyed the Scotsmen at Baviaans Kiver. When therefore the band under Euyter heard of the approach' of their comrades with booty, and of the pursuit by colonists, they went to the rescue, ^ somewhat emboldened by recent successes. On meeting their conn*ades, who were driving the cattle and horses before them in frantic haste, they were told that the pursuers were in strong force and numbered among them several of the boldest men and best shots on the frontier. There v/as no time for holding a council of war. Euyter at once divided his men into two bands. With the larger, well armed, and having two or three deserters with muskets, he crept into the woods to lay an ambush for the enemy. The other band was ordered to continue driving the cattle with utmost speed, and, in the event of being overtaken, to cut the animals* throats and each man look out for himself. If Euyter's men had been as bold and cool as ''itrr THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. r- 203 as himself they might have checked the pursuit, but when the hunter Van Dyk, who knew their ways, advanced in front of his comrades by a path known to himself, discovered their ambush and sent a bullet through the head of one of their number, they awaited no further orders but rose rni masse, fled through the jungle, and made for the mountains. Van Dyk, reloading in hot haste,, followed swiftly, but he had not taken three steps when Charlie Considine was at his heels. He had dis- mounted and followed Van Dyk. The other pursuers made a detour on horseback to cut off the robbers as they passed over some open ground m advance. In attempting this they came on a spot where the ground was strewn with the dead or dying cattle. With a yell of rage they pushed on, but utterly failed, for the bandits had headed in another direction and gained the cliffs, where pursuit on horseback was impossible. Knowing that it would have beer, equally fruitless to continue the cliase on foot, tliey returned to the point where Van Dyk and Considine had entered the jungle, fully expecting to find them there, as it would have been madness, they thought, for two unsupported men to follow up the flying band. To their surprise they found no one there. " We must follow their spoor, boys," said Conrad Marais, with an anxious look ; " they cannot be far 1^ ■PT ■w 204 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. off, but we must not leave them unsupported in the jungle with such a lot of black villains flying about." Action was at once taken. The most experienced men dismounted and traced the spoor, with the unerring certainty of bloodhounds. But they shouted and searched in vain till night compelled them to desist. Meanwhile Van Dyk and Considine had been captured by the Bergen aars. When Chaulie overtook the hunter, as already described, his ardent spirit and strong supple limbs enabled him to outrun his more massive though not less enthusiastic companion. A short run soon convinced the hunter that there was no chance of a clothed white man overtaking a more than half- naked native in a thorny jungle. Indeed, he was already well convinced by former experience of this fact, and had intended to engage in pursuit for only a short time, in order if possible to obtain a flying shot at one or t-vCo of the robbers, but his young comrade's resolute continuance of the chase forced him GO hold on longer than he desired. " Stop ! stop ! young fellow," he shouted with stentorian voice ; " stop, I say ! You '11 only waste your breath for no good," he shouted. But Considine heard him not. He had caught sight of one of the bandits who seemed to be losing ■■■^^^"!~g: SSSi THE SETTLER AlTD THE SAVAGE. 205 strength, and, being himself sound in wind and limb, he recklessly determined to push on. " I '11 leave you to your fate," roared Van Dyk, "if you don't stop." He might as well have roared to a mad buffalo. Considine heeded or heard not. " It won't do," growled the hunter in a stern soliloquy as he stopped a moment to tighten his belt. " Well, well, I little thought. Van Dyk, that you'd be brought to such a miserable fix as this, in such a stupid way too. But he mustn't be left to the Bushmen's tender mercies." The hunter's swart countenance grew darker as he spoke, for he well knew the extremity of danger into which the reckless youth was compelling him to run, but he did not hesitate. Instead, however, of follow- ing in the steps of one who was fleeter of foot than himself, he made a detour to the right. In an hour he reached a cliff under which, he knew, from the form of the valley up which the pursuit had been con- ducted, his young companion must needs pass. The route he had taken was a short cut. He had headed Considine and saw him, a few minutes later, in the gorge below in fuU pursuit of the robber. " H'm !" grunted Van Dyk, as he sat down on a^ rock and examined the priming of his great elephant- gun, " I thought as much ! The black scoundrel is just playing with him — decoying the young idiot on 206 THR SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. i ■I till he gets him surrounded by his comrades ; but I '11 spoil his game, though it 's like to be the last shot I '11 ever fire." A low quiet sigh escaped from the hunter as he watched the two men and awaited the proper moment. He was evidently right in his conjecture, for, as they drew near the cliff, the black man looked over his shoulder once or twice and slackened his pace. The next moment he gave a shout which proved to be a signal, for two of the robbers sprang out from the bushes and seized Considine almost before he had seen them. Vigorously he struggled, and would perhaps have thrown off both, had not the man he had been chasing turned and run to aid the others. Quickly but steadily Van Dyk raised his gun and covered this man. Next moment the muzzle was struck aside, the ball flew harmlessly into the jungle, and the hunter was pinioned, overthrown, and rendered helpless by four of the robbers, who had been watching his motions all the time. Van Dyk was not taken much by surprise. He knew that such danger was probable, and had done his best to avoid it. With that self-command which a life of constant danger in the woods had taught him, he bowed to the inevitable, and quietly sub- mitted to be bound and led away. ^ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. n 207 \ i Meanwhile Kuyter, for it was he who had been chased, came up in time to assist in securing his victim. "What, Kuyter, is it you?" exclaimed Con- sidine in amazement. When the robber-chief became aware who he had captured, a^ ex^ ression of deep annoyance or regret crossed his face, but it quickly passed into one of stern almost sulky determination, as he ordered the two men, in Dutch, to make the bonds secure. He deigned no reply to the prisoner's question. He did not even appear to recognise him, but strode on in front, while the two robbers drove the youth up into the rocky fastnesses of the mountains. That night our hero found himself seated in the deepest recesses of a cavern by the side of his comrade Van Dyk. The arms of both were firmly bound behind their backs, but their legs were free, their captors knowing well that a scramble among such giddy and rugged heights without the use of the hands was impossible. In the centre of the cavern sat the robbers round a small fire on which some of them were cooking a few scraps of meat. " A pretty mess you 've led yourself and me into, young fellow ! " said the hunter sternly. " Indeed I have," replied Considine, with a very penitent air, " and I would give or do anything to undo the mischief." w ~T^ 208 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. " Ja — always the same with wild-caps like you," returned the other, — " ready to give anything when you *ve got nothing, and to do anything when you're helpless. How much easier it would have been to have given a little heed and done a little common sense when you had the chance ! " There was a touch of bitterness, almost fierceness, in the hunter's tone, which, knowing the man's kindly nature, Considine could not quite understand. " Do you know what them reptiles there are say- ing ?" contin,ued Van Dyk after a brief pause. " No, their language is mere gibberish to me." " They 're discussin' the best method of puttin' us out of existence," said the hunter, with a grim smile " Some of *em want ,to cut our throats at once and have done with it ; some would like to torture us first ; others are in favour of hangin', but all agree that we must be killed to prevent our tellin' the whereabouts of their hiding-place up here, — all except one, the one you gave chase to this afternoon. Ife advises 'em to let us go, but he don't seem very earnest about it." " I think I know the reason of his favouring us," said Considine, with a look of hope. "Indep'^'"" " Yeii > ;Jce journeyed with me from Capetown to the a.vjG, and probably he feels a touch of regard for his old travelling companion." , THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE, /^f-, 209 "H*m! I wouldn't give much for his regard," growled Van Dyk. " The reed is slender, but it 's the only one we have to lean on now. However, we *ve got a reprieve, for I heard 'em say just now that they 'U delay executing us till to-morrow, after reaching one of their other and safer retreats in the mountains." The prisoners were put into a smaller cave, close to the large one, that night. Their bonds were made more secure, and, as an additional precaution, their legs were tied. Two men were also appointed to guard the entrance of their prison. About midnight the camp was perfectly still, and the only sounds that broke the silence were the tinkling of a neighbouring rill and the footfall of the sentinels. Van Dyk and Considiue were lying uneasily on the bare ground, and thinking of the tragic fate that awaited them on the morrow, when they observed the dim figure of a man approaching from the innermost end of the cavern with a drawn knife in his right hand. Both started up and leant on their elbows ; more than this they could not do. They felt some alarm, it is true, but both came to the same conclusion — that it is foolish to cry out before you are hurt. The figure bent over Van Dyk, and whispered in his ear. Next moment the hunter stood on his feet with his limbs free. / kio THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. " You were right, young sir," he said to Considine as he stooped over him and cut his bonds ; "there is a touch of humanity in the rascally Hottentot after all. Come ; he bids us follow him. Knows a secret passage out o' the cave, no doubt." The black-bearded huntsman turned as he spoke, and followed the dim figure, which melted into the depths of the cavern as if it had been a spirit. A few minutes' gliding through darkness tangible, and they found themselves in the open air among thick bushes. Tl^ough the night was very dark there was sufficient light to enable Considine to see the glitter- ing of white teeth close to his face, as a voice whis- pered in broken English — . " You 's better tink twice when you try for to chase a Tottie next time ! Go ; Van Dyk, him *s old hand in de bush, will guide you safe." Before morning Considine was back in Conrad Marais' parlour, relating his adventures among the Bergenaars with a half-belief that the whole affair was nothing more than a romantic dream. I % n 1: : i- .. THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. /^' 211 CHAPTER XV. TREATS OF THE ZUURVELD AGAIN, AND ONE OB TWO BURPRISINa INCIDENTS. Seated one evening at the door of their dug-out hut or cavern on the banks of the river, the three brothers Skyd discussed the affairs of the colony and smoked their pipes. "Never knew such a country," said John Skyd, "never!" "Abominable!" observed James. - " Detestable !" remarked Robert. "Why don't you Skyd-addle then ? " cried Frank Dobson. "If I thought it as bad as you do, I'd leave it at once. But you are unjust." " Unjust !" echoed John Skyd ; " that were impos- sible. What could be worse ? Here have we been for three years, digging and ploughing, raking and htjcing, carting and milking, churning and — and — and what the better are we now ? Barely able to keep body and soul together, with the rust ruining our wheat, and an occasional Kafir-raid depriving us of our cattle, while we live in a hole on the river's 212 THK SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. bank like rabbits ; with this disadvantage over these facetious creatures, that we have more numerous wants and fewer supplies." "That's so," said Bob; "if we could only content ourselves with a few bulbous roots and grass all would be well, but, Frank, we sometimes want a little tea and sugar ; occasionally we run ^ort of tobacco ; now and then we long for literature ; coffee sometimes recurs to memory ; at rare intervals, espe- cially when domestic affairs go wrong, the thought of woman, as of a long-forgotten being of angelic mould, will come over us. Ah ! Frank, it is all very well for you to smile, you who have been away enjoying yourself for months past hunting elephants and other • small game in the interior, but you have no notion how severely our failures are teUing on our spirits. Why, Jim there tried to make a joke the other day, and it was so bad that Jack immediately went to bed with a sick-headache." "True," said Jack solemnly, "quite true, and I couldn't cure that headache for a whole day, though I took a good deal of Cape-smoke before it came on, as well as afterwards." " But, my dear chums," remonstrated Dobson, " is it not—" " Now don't ask * Is it not your own fault V with that wiseacre look of yours," said John Skyd, testily tapping the bowl of his pipe on a stone preparatory ■i i THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 213 to refilling it. " We are quite aware that we are not faultless ; that we once or twice have planted things upside down, or a yard too deep, besides other little eccentricities of ignorance ; but such errors are tilings of the past, and though we now drive our drills as straight as once, heigho ! we ruled our account-books, things don't and won't improve." " If you had not interrupted me, Jack, you might have spared much breath and feeling. I was about to say, Is it not a fact that many of the other settlers are beginning to overcome their diflGiculties though you are not ? True, it has now been found that the wheat crops, on" which we at first expected almost entirely to depend, have for three seasons proved an entire failure, and sheep do not thrive on our sour grass pasturage, though they seem to have done admirably with the Scotch at Baviaans Eiver ; but have not many of those around us, been successful in raising rye, barley, oats, and Indian corn ? have they not many herds of healthy cattle? are not pumpkins and potatoes thriving pretty well, and gardens beginning to flourish ? Our roasted barley makes very fair coffee, and honey is not a bad sub- stitute for sugar." " You have made a successful bag this trip, I see, by your taking such a healthy view of our circum- stances," said Bob. "Yes, I've done very well," returned Dobson; 2U THE SEITLER AND THE SAVAGE. "and I find the hunter's life so congenial, and withal so profitable, that I'm really thinking of adopting it as a profession. And that brings me to the object of my visit here to-night. The fact is, my dear fellows, that men of your genius are not fit for farmers. It takes quiet-going men of sense to culti- vate the soil. If you three were to live and dig to the age of Methuselah you 'd never make a living out of it." "That[8 plain speaking," said John, with a nod, " and I agree with you entirely." " I mean to speak plainly," rejoined Dobson, " and now what T propose is, that you should give it up and join me in the ivory business. It will pay, I assure you." Here their friend entered into a minute and elaborate account of his recent hunting expedition, and imparted to John Skyd some of his own enthu- siasm, but James and Eobert shook their heads. Leaving them to think over his proposal, their inevd went to make a call on the Brooks of Mount Hope. " Drat that boy ! he 's escaped again, and after mischief I'll be bound!" was the first sound that saluted him as he walked towards the house. It was Mrs. Scholtz's voice, on the other side of the hedge with which the garden was surrounded. The remark was immediately followed by a piercing shriek from the nurse, who repeated it again and :* / / m^aSSSSBHSBSa ^ JUNKIP] COLLARS A SNAKK.-Paoe 215. i^b:: jty jP '■i!ijM,»*T HIKW M THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 2\5 again. Dobson could see her through an opening in the branches, standing helpless, with her hands clasped and eyeballs glaring. Thoroughly alarmed, he dashed towards the gate. At the same moment the voice of a child was heard : — "Oh, look!— look 'ere, nuss, ain't I cotched a pritty ting — such a pritty ting !" Springing through the gate, Dobson beheld Master Junkie, staggering up the track like a drunken man, with one hand clasped tight round the throat of a snake whose body and tail were twining round the chubby arm of its captor in a vain effort at freedom, while its forked tongue darted out viciously. It was at once recognised as one of the most deadly snakes in the country. "Ain't it a booty?" cried Junkie, confronting Dobson, and holding up his prize like the infant Hercules, whom he very much resembled in all respects. Dobson, seizing the child's ha. id jii Ms own left, compressed it still tighter, dio^ his hunting-knife, and sliced off the reptile's he id, just as Edwin Brook with his wife and dau . enter, attracted by the nurse's outcry, rushed from the cottage to the rescue. Scholtz and George Dally at the same time ran out respectively from stable and kitchen. Mrs. Scholtz had gone into a hysterica ^ fit of per- sistent shrieking and laughter, which she mairftaivted 'U ^1 >. 216 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. until she saw that her darling was saved; then, finish- ing off with a prolonged wail, she fell flat on the grass in a dead faint. Junkie at the same moment, as it were, took up the cry. To be thus robbed of his new-found pet would have tried a better temper than his. Without a moment's hesitation he rushed at Frank Dobson and commenced violently to kick his shins, while he soundly belaboured his knees with the still wriggling tail of the poor snake. " What a blessing !" exclaimed Mrs. Brook, grasp- ing Dobson gratefully by the hand. "What a mercy!" murmured Gertie, catching up the infant Hercules and taking him off to the cottage. "What a rumpus !" growled Dally, taking himself off to the kitchen. Scholtz gave no immediate expression to his feel- ings, but, lifting his better-half from the grass, he tucked her under one of his great arms, and, with the muttered commentary, "zhe zhriecks like von mad zow," carried her off to his own apartment, where he deluged her with cold water and abuse till she recovered. "Your arrival has created quite a sensation, Dobson," said Edwin Brook, with a smile, as they walked up to the house. " Say, rather, it was opportune," said Mrs. Brook ; THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 217 * but for your prompt way of using the knife our dar- ling might have been bitten. Oh ! I do dread these snakes, they go about in such a sneaking way, and are so very deadly. I often wonder that accidents are not more frequent, considering the numbers of them that are about." " So do I, Mrs. Brook," returned Dobson ; " but I sup ;:,?e it is owing to the fact that snakes are p wa) most anxious to keep out of man's way, and fcT mt^n are as bold as your Junkie. I never heard of one being collared before, though a friend of mine whom I met on my last visit to the karroo used scxnetjinei to catch hold of a snake by the tail, \7hiri it round his head, and dash its brains out against a tree." "You'll stay with us to-day, Dobson?" said Brook. Frank, i!r/>!i!Jt '.«rily casting a glance at the pretty fac >f Grertie — who had by that time at- tained to inb; 'oe of early womanhood, — accepted the in', itation, and that day at dinner entertained the family with graphic accounts of his experiences among the wild beasts of the Great Fish River jungles, and dilated on his prospects of making a fortune by trading in ivory. " If that foolish law,* he said, '' bad not been made by our Governor, pro- hibiting Lui'Tij « 'th the Kafirs, I could get waggon- loads of elephanti.' tivsks from them for an old song. SSE^ 218 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. As it is, I must knock over the elephants for myself — at least until the laws in question are rescinded." " The Governor seems to have a special aptitude," said Brook, with a clouded brow, " not only for fram- ing foolish laws, but for abrogating good ones." The Governor referred to was Lord Charle*' Somerset, who did more to retard th progress of the new settlements od the frontiers ot and than any who have succeeded him. Having ;;wxxxplicated the relations of the colonists and Kafirs, and con- fused as well 'as disgusted, not to say astonished, the natives during his first term of office, he went to England on leave of absence, leaving Sir Rufane Shaw Donkin to act as Governor in his place. Lord Charles seems to have been a resentful as well as an incapable man, for immediately after his return to the colony in 1821 he overturned the policy of the acting Governor, simply because he and Sir Rufane were at personal enmity. The colony at that time, and the Home Government afterwards, approved of the wise measures of the latter. He had arranged the military forces on the frontier so as to afford the new settlers the greatest possible amount of protection ; the Cape corps men had been partly placed at their disposal, both to assist and defend; those who found their allotted farms too small had them increased to the extent of the farms of their Dutch neighbours ; acceptable public officers ,) •i- THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 219 were appointed ; provisions were supplied on credit, and everything, in short, had been done to cheer and encourage the settlers during the period of gloom which followed their first great calamity, the failur(3 of the wheat-crops. All this was upset on the return of Lord Charles Somerset. With a degree of tyranny and want of judgment worthy of a mere " Jack-in-of&ce," he immediately removed from the magistracy of the British Settlement of Albany a favourite and able man, to make room for one of his own prot^g^s and supporters. He withdrew troops from one of the most important frontier viUages (in a strategic point of view), and stopped the formation of a road to it, thus compelling the settlers to desert it and leave their standing crops to the surprised but pleased Kafirs, who were perplexed as well as emboldened by the vacillating policy of white Governors ! In addition to this he gave permission to the savage chief Macomo to occupy the land so vacated, thus paving the way for future wars. Instead of encouraging trafl&c with the Kafirs he rendered it illegal. He issued a proclamation for- bidding all public meetings for political purposes ; he thwarted the philanthropic and literary Pringle and Fairbairn in their attempts to establish a news- paper, and drove the former from the colony. But why proceev? ? We cite these facts merely to account for the cloud on Edwin Brook's brow, and for the •a 2*20 THE SETTLER AND THE RAVAGE. fact that at this time many of the British settlers, who would gallantly have faced the "rust" and other troubles and difficulties sent to them by Providence, could not bear the oppression which " driveth a wise man mad," but, throwing up all their hopes and privileges as settlers, scattered them- selves far and wide over the colony. This, as it happened, was much to the advantage of themselves and the old Dutch settlers with v.^' .n they mingled. Those of them who remained behind, however, continued to 'fight the battle agai^-^^t o];\:.i38sion and circumstances most manfully. Long and patiently did Mrs. Brook listen to her visitor and husband while they indignantly discussed these subjects. "But why," said she, at last giving vent to her feelings, "why does the Government at home not reraovt such an incapable and wicked Governor and give us a better?" " Because, my dear," replied Edwin, with a smile, "the incapable and wicked Governor happens to possess almost despotic power, and can gain the ear of men in high places at home, so that they are deceived by him, while all who venture to approach them, except through this Governor, are regarded with suspicion, being described as malcontents. And yet," continued Brook, growing warm at the thought of his wrongs, " we do not complain of those at home, THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. --^ 221 or of the natural disadvantages of the country to which we have been sent. We settlers are actuated by one undivided feeling of respect and gratitude to the British Government, which future reverses will never efface ; but it is peculiarly hard to have been sent to this remote and inaccessible comer of the globe, and to be left to the control of one individual, who misrepresents us and debars us the right to express our collective sentiments. Why, we might as well be living under the dominion of the Turk. But a word in your ear, Frank Dobson ; meetings have been held, private ones, while you were away in the bush, and our case has been properly represented at last, and a Eoyal Commission of Inquiry is to be sent out to put things right. So there 's hope for us yet ! The clouds which have been so long lowering are, I think, beginning to clear away." While the sanguine settler was thus referring to the clouds of adversity which had for more than two years hovered over the young settlement, the natural clouds were accumulating overhead in an unusually threatening manner. Long periods of drought are frequently followed in South Africa by terrible thunderstorms. One of these seemed to be brewing just then. " I fear Hans and Considine will get wet jackets before they arrive," said Frank Dobson, rising and going to the window. 222 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. " Hans and Considine !" exclaimed Gertie, with a flush ; " are they here V* " Ay, they came with me as far as Grahamstown on business of some sort. — By the way, what a big place that is becoming, quite a town! "When we saw it first, you remember, it was a mere hamlet — the headquarters of the troops." " It will be a city some day," prophesied Brook as he put on an old overcoat that had hitherto survived the ravages of time ; " you see all our comrades who have discovered that farming is not their vocation are hiving off into it, and many of them, being first-rate mechanics, they have taken to their trades, while those with mercantile tendencies have opened stores. You shall see that things will shake into their proper places, and right themselves in time, and this will be- come a flourishing colony, for the most of us are young and full of British pluck, while the climate, despite a few trifling disadvantages, is really splendid." Edwin Brook spoke heartily, as he clapped his liat firmly on, preparatory to going out to make things secure against the expected storm. At the same moment the South African storm- fiend (an unusually large though not frequently obtrusive one) laughed in a voice of thunder and nearly dashed in the windows with a tempest of wind and rain ! As if his voice had called up spirits from the "vasty deep," two horsemen suddenly J THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. .23 appeared approaching at full speed. One of them was of unusual size. ^' "Here they come! just in time!" exclaimed, Gertie, clapping her hands in excitement. The girl spoke and acted there. Then she blushed ibr ohe woman interfered ! Hans Marias reached the quince hedge first and sprang off his steed. Charlie Considine came second. With a wild whoop he caused his steed to leap the garden gate and dismounted at the cottage door. Then there was a hearty welcoming and inquiring, and shaking of hands, while the travellers were congratulated on having just escaped the storm. While this was going on at Mount Hope, the Skyds were actively engaged in gathering in their cattle and otherwise making their place secure. They had more than once been warned that their position was one of danger, but being young, athletic, and rollicking, they had not cared hitherto to remove iheir humble dwelling. It was time enough to do that, they said, when " lovely woman" should come on the scene and render improvement in domicile necessary. Bob Skyd had more than once attempted to induce a " lovely woman " to invade the land and enlighten the cave, but somehow without success ! " We shall have it stiff," said John, as the three brothers approached their burrow. " And heavy," added Bob. 224 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. James made ikj remark, but opened the door. It was growing dark at the time, and inaide tlieir cavern only a dim light prevailed. "Why— what's— hallo ! I say—" Jim leaped back with a look of alarm. The brothers gazed in and saw, in the region of their bed (which held three easily), a pair of glaring eyeballs. The brothers, although not superstitious, were by no means free from human weakness. At the same time they were gifted with a large share of animal courage. With beating heart John struck a light, and held up a flaming brimstone match. This caused the eyes to glare with fearful intensity, and revealed a distinct pair of horns. At that moment the match went out. With anxious trepidation another light was struck, and then it was discovered that a recently purchased goat had, under a wrong impression, taken possession of the family bed. Laughing at this, they lit a tallow candle, which was stuck into that most convenient of candlesticks — an empty bottle. The brothers, although not proficients, were mechanical in their way. One had set up the house- hold bed; another had constructed a table, which had broken down only six times since their arrival ; and the third had contrived a sofa. This last was Jim's work. It was a masterpiece in its way, of simplicity, and consisted of two rough planks laid ■-i THE SF/ITLER AND THE SAVAGE. ^^ 225 on two mounds of earth, the whole being covered with a piece of chintz which fell in a curtain to the floor. Tliis curtain, like love, covered a multitude of improprieties, in the shape of old boots, dirty linen, miscellaneous articles, and a sea-che&t. Sitting down on the sofa, John Skyd laughed long and heartily at the scene with the goat. His laugh suddenly ceased, and was replaced by an excla- mation and a look of anxious surprise. " Something " had moved under the sofa! Snakes occurred to their minds at once, and the deadly character of South African snakes was well known. " Look out, boys," cried John, leaping on the sofa, and seizing a sword which hung on a peg just above it.—" Fetch the light." Bob quickly obeyed and revealed the tail of a large cobra disappearing among the improprieties. Jim ran to a rude cupboard where pistols and ammunition were kept, and began to load with small shot. ^ " This way ! hold it closer to the wall," said John, in an earnest voice ; " I see one of his coils at the back of the sofa. Now then, steady — thei'e ! " He made a deadly thrust as he spoke and pinned the snake to the ground, but evidently by the wrong coil, for in a moment its angry head was seen twining up towards the handle of the sword. " Quick, Jim — the pistol !" f 22C THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. Jim was roady and Bob raised the curtain of the sofa, while John stood in readiness to let go the sword and bolt if the reptile should prove to be capable of reaching his hand. "Fire, Jim, fire ! look sharp !" cried John Skyd. Jim took aim and fired. The candle was put out by the concussion. In the dark John could risk the danger no longer. He let go the sword and sprang with a shout upon the bed. Bol^ and Jim made for the same place of refuge, and, tumbling over each other, broke the pint bottle and the candle. Securing a fragment of the latter they proceeded once more to strike a light, with quaking hearts, while a horrible hissing and lashing was heard under the sofa. At last light was again thrown on the scene, and when the curtain was cautiously raised the cobra was seen to be writhing in its death-agonies — riddled with shot, and still pinned with the sword. This scene closed most appropriately with a flash of lightning and a tremendous clap of thunder, — ^followed, immediately, by cataracts of rain. ' 1 r ■i f 1% THE SETTLEIl AND THE SAVAGE. 227 CHAPTER XVI. THE GRKAT FLOODS OK 1828. All that night and all next day rain came down on the land in continuous floods. The settlers had previously been visited with occasional storms, which 1 d roused some alarm among the timid and done "ttle damage, but nothing like this had yet befallen them. The water appeared to descend in sheets, and not only did the great rivers wax alarm- ingly, but every rill and watercourse became a brawling river. ^ , The Skyds, and one or two others who like them- selves had built too near the edge of streams, were the first to suffer. " This won't do," said John Skyd, on the evening of the second day, as he and his brothers sat in front of their cavern gazing at the turbid river, which, thick and yellow as pea-soup, was huriying trees, bushes, and wrack in formidable masses to the sea. " We must shift our abode. Come along." Without a word more the brothers entered their 228 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. cave, and began to carry out their goods and chattels. They were strong and active, but they had mis- calculated the rapidity of the flood. Fortunately most of their valuables were removed to highei ground in time, but before all was got out a sudden increase in the rushing river sent a huge wave curling round the entire piece of ground on which their farm lay. It came on with devastating force, bearing produce, fences, fruit-trees, piggeries, and* every movable thing on its foaming crest. The brothers dropped their loads and ran. Next moment the cavern was hollowed out to twice its former size, and the sofa, the rude cupboard, the sea- chest, and family bed were seen, with all the mis- cellaneous improprieties, careering madly down the yellow flood. In their trousers and shirt-sleeves — for they had thrown off their coats, as all active men do in an emergency — the brothers watched the demolition of their possessions and hopes in solemn silence. " I think," said John at length, with a sigh, " I 've made up my mind to join Frank Dobson now." Bob and Jim smiled grimly, but said never a word. Meanwhile the settlers of Mount IJope farm were not idle. Although not fully alive to the danger of the storm, they saw enough to induce a course of rapid action. Goods and cattle were removed k 4 1 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE/ 229 t from low-lying buildings to highei ground, but the dwelling-house, being on the highest point in the neighbourhood — with the exception of the hills themselves — was deemed safe. . ' / In these arrangements the family were ably assisted by the unexpected accession of their friends. Hans, Considine, and Dobson taxed their activity and strength to the utmost, so that things were soon put in a state of security. Dobson did, indeed, think once or twice of his old chums on the river, but a feeling of gallantry prevented his deserting the ladies in the midst of danger, and besides, he argued, the Skyds are well able to look after them- selves. , Just as this thought passed through his mind the chums in question appeared upon the scene, an- nouncing the fact that their entire farm had been swept away, and that the water was still rising. " Well, it can't rise much higher now," said Edwin Brook, after condoling with his young friends on their misfortunes, "and the moment it begins to abate we shall go down to save all we can of your property. You know, my poor fellows, that I shall be only too glad to help you to the utmost of my power in such a sad extremity as this." The brothers thanked their neighbour, and mean- while aided the others in removing the farm-produce and implements to higher ground. 230 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. V Night at length settled" down on the scene, and the wearied party returned to the cottage for food and rest. " Do you think, Mr. Marais," said Gertie, looking up timidly at the handsome young Dutchman, " that the worst of it is over?" Hans, who felt somewhat surprised and chilled by the " Mister," replied that he hoped it was. But Hans was wrong. Late that night, after they had all lain down to rest, Edwin Brook, feeling sleepless aid uneasy, rose to look out at the window. All was comparatively still, and very dark. There was something grey on the ground, he thought, but judged it to be mist. The noise of the storm, with the exception of rushing streams, had gone down, and though it still rained there was nothing very unusual to cause alarm. He lay down again and tried to sleep, but in vain. Then he thought he heard the sound of the river louder than before. At the same time there was a noise that resembled the lapping of water round the frame of the house. Jumping up, he ran to his dooi, opened it, dis- covered that the supposed mist was water, and that his dwelling was an island in a great sea. To shout and rouse the household was the work of an instant. His guests were men of promptitude. They had merely thrown themselves down in their clothes, and appeared in an instant. Mrs. Brook THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 2di and Gertie were also ready, but Mrs. Scholtz, being frid of comfort, had partially undressed, and was distracted between a wild effort to fasten certain garments and restrain Junkie, who, startled by the shout, was roaring lustily. "Not a moment to lose!" said Brook, running hastily into the room, where all were now assembled. "Everything is lost. We must think only of life. Lend a helping hand to the women, friends — min^ the boy. — Come, wife." Brook was sharp, cool, and decisive in his manner. Seizing his wife round the waist, he hurried her out into the dark night, stepping as he did so above the ankles in rising water. Dobson, Considine, and the three brothers turned with a mutual impulse towards Gertie, but Hans Marais had already taken possession of her, and, almost carrying her in his powerful arms, folio .vcd her father. " Come, my howlin' toolip," said George Dally, " you 're my special and jprecious charge. Shut up, will you?" He seized the child and bore him away with such violence that the howling was abruptly checked; while Scholtz, quietly gathering his still half-clad spouse under an arm, followed with heavy stride. The others, each seizing the object that in his eyes appeared to be most valuable — such as a desk i 232 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. ' or woikbox, — sprang after the household and left the house to its fate. They first made for the cattle- kraals, but these were already flooded and the cattle gone. Then they "^ried a barn which stood a little higher, but it was evidently no place of refuge, for the stream just there was strong, and broke against it with violence. " To the hills !" shouted Hans, lifting Gertie off the ground altogether, as if she had been a little child. There wa^ no time for ceremony. Edwin Brook lifted his wife in the same manner, for the water was deepening at every step, and the current strengthen- ing. The darkness, which had appeared dense at first, seemed to lighten as they became accustomed to it, and soon a terrible state of things became apparent. Turbid water was surging among the trees and bushes everywhere, and rushing like a mill-race in hollows. One such hollow had to be crossed before the safety of the hills could be gained. The water reached Edwin's waist as he waded through. To prevent accident, John Skyd and Considine waded alongside and supported him. James Skyd per- formed the same office for Hans, and Bob waded just below Scholtz and his burden — which latter, in a paroxysm of alarm, still tried frantically to complete her toilet. The hills were reached at last, and the whole party ii THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 233 was safe — as far, at least, as the flood was concerned — but a terrible prospect lay before them. The farm of Mount Hope was by that time a sea of tumultuous water, which seemed in the darkness of the night to be sweeping away and tearing up trees, bushes, and houses. Behind and around them were the hills, whose every crevice and hollow was converted into a wild watercourse. Above was the black sky, pour- ing down torrents of rain incessantly, so that the very ground seemed to be turning into mud and slipping away from beneath their feet. Fortunately there was no wind. "To spend the night here will be death to the women and child," said Edwin Brook, as they gathered under a thick bush which formed only a partial shelter; " yet I see no way of escape. Soaked as they are, a cavern, even if we can find one, wiU not be of much service, for our matches are hope- lessly wet!" " We must try to reach Widow Merton's farm," said John Skyd. " It is only three miles off, and stands on highish ground." "It's a bad enough road by daylight in fine weather," said George DaUy, on whose broad shoulder Junkie had fallen sound asleep, quite regardless of damp or danger, " but in a dark night, with a uni- versal flood, it seems to me that it would be too much for the ladies. I know a cave, now, up on i i I 234 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. the hill-side, not far ofif, which is deep, an' like to be dryish — " *■ -• " Never do," interrupted Hans Marais, to whose arm Gertie clung with a feeling that it was her only hope; "they'd die of cold before morning. We must keep moving." "Yes, let us try to reach the widow's farm," said poor Mrs. Brook anxiously, " I feel stronger, I think ; I can walk now." " Zee vidow is our only chanze. — Hold up, mein vrow," said Scholtz, taking a firmer grasp of his wife, who, having leisure to think and > look about her now, felt her heart begin to fail. "I know zee road veil," continued Scholtz. " It is bad, but I have zaen vurse. Ve must carry zee vimen. Zey could not valk." As the women made no objection, those who had carried them from the house again raised them in their arms — Mrs. Scholtz insisting, however, on being treated a little less like a sack of old clothes — and the march along the hill-side was begun. George Dally, knowing the way best, was set in advance to take the responsibility of guide as well as the risk of being swept away while fording the torrents. The brothers Skyd, being free from precious burdens, marched next, to be ready to support the guide in case of accident, and to watch as well as guard the passage of dangerous places by those in '4 1 THE SETTLEK ANI> THE SAVAGE. 235 rear. Then followed in succession Mr. Brook with his wife, Charlie Considine, Hans with Gertie, and Scholtz with his vrow, the procession closing with Frank Dobson and Junkie, the latter having been transferred to Frank when Dally took the lead. It was a slow as well as dangerous march on that dreary night, because every step had to be taken with care, and the rivulets, white though they were with foam, could scarcely be seen in the thick dark- ness. Many a fall did they get, too, and many a bruise, though fortunately no bones were broken. Once George Dally, miscalculating the depth of a savage little stream, stepped boldly in and was swept away like a flash of light. Jack Skyd made a grasp at him, lost his balance and followed. For a moment the others stopped in consternation, but they were instantly relieved by hearing a laugh from George a few yards down the stream as he assisted Skyd to land. At another time Scholtz was not careful enough to follow exactly in the footsteps of Hans, and, while crossing a torrent, he put his foot in a deep hole and went down to the armpits, thereby immersing his vrow up to her neck. A wild shriek from the lady was followed by " Zounds ! hold me op !" from the man. Hans turned short round, stretched out his long right arm — the left being quite sufficient to support Gertie, — ^and, seizing the German's shaggy hair with 236 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. a mighty grip, held on till one of the Skyda returned to the rescue. It was also a melancholy march on that dismal uight, for poor Edwin Brook was well aware, and fully alive to the fact, that he was a ruined man. His labour for the previous three years was totally lost, and his property swept entirely away. Only life was spared, — but for that he felt so thankful as to feel his losses slightly at the time. The brothers Skyd were also painfully alive to the fact that they were ruined, and as they staggered and stumbled along, a sinking of heart unusual to their gay and cheerful natures seemed to have the effect of sinking their steps deeper in the soft mire through which they waded. Only two of the party were in any degree cheer- ful. Gertie, although overwhelmed by the sudden calamity, which she had yet very imperfectly realised, felt a degree of comfort — a sort of under-current of peace — at being borne so safely along in such power- ful arms ; and Hans Marais, huge and deep-chested though he was, felt a strange and mysterious sensa- tion that his heart had grown too large for his body that night. It perplexed him much at the time, and seemed quite unaccountable ! The storm had revelled furiously round the widow Merton's wattle-and-dab cottage, and the water had risen to within a few feet of its foundations, but THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 237 the effect on her mind was as nothing compared with that produced by the sudden storming of her stronghold by the Mount Hope family in the dead of night, or rather in the small hours of morning. The widow was hospitable. She and her sons at once set about making the unfortuilfotes as comfort- able as the extent of their habitation and the state of their larder would admit. ' But the widow Merton was not the only one of the Albany settlers who had to offer hospitality during the continuance of that terrible catastrophe of 1823, and Edwin Brook's was not the only family that was forced to accept it. All over the land the devastating flood passed like the besom of destruction. Hundreds of those who had struggled manfully against the blight of the wheat crops, and Kafir thefts, and bandit raids, and oppression on the part of those who ought to have ai!brded aid and protection, were sunk to the zero of misfortune and despair by this overwhelming calamity, for in many cases the ruin was total and apparently irremediable. Everywhere standing crops, implements of husbandry, and even dwellings, were swept away, and whole families found themselves suddenly in a state of utter destitution. The evil was too wide-spread to admit of the few who were fortunate enough to escape rendering effectual assist- ance to the many sufferers, for it was obvious that 238 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. hundreds of pounds would not be sufficient to succour the infant colony. * In this extremity God's opportunity was found. The hearts of men and women fe,r away, at Capetown, in India, and in England, were touched by the story of distress; generosity was awakened and purses were opened. Men such as H. E. Rutherfoord of Capetown, the Eev. Dr. Philip, the Rev. W. Shaw, and others like-minded, entered heartily into the work of charity, and eventually some ten thousand pounds wepe distributed among those who had suffered. To many this was as life from the dead. Some who would never have recovered the blow took heart again, braced their energies anew, and ere long the wattle-and-dab cottages were rebuilt, the gardens replanted, and the lands cultivated as before. The existence of the settlement was saved, but its prosperity was not yet secured. The battle had gone sorely against the valiant band of immigrants, and very nearly had they been routed, but the reinforcements had enabled them to rally and renew the fight. Still, it was a fight, and much time had yet to come and go before they could sit down in the sunshine of comparative peace and enjoy the fruits of their industry. Meanwhile the oppressions and mismanagements of the Colonial Government went on as before. It •f 11 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 239 were useless in a tale like this to inflict details on our readers. Suffice it to say that in the distribu- tion of lands, in treaties with the Kafirs, in the formation of laws for the protection of Hottentots and slaves, in the treatment of the settlers, a state of things was brought about which may be described as confusion worse confounded, and the oppressed people at last demanded redress with so loud a voice that it sounded in England, and produced the Eoyal Commission of Investigation already referred to in a previous chapter. The arrival of the gentlemen composing this Commission followed close on the floods of 1823. The event, long looked for and anxiously desired, was hailed with a degree of eager delight scarcely to be understood except by those who had gone through the previous years of high-handed oppres- sion, of weary wrangling and appeal, and of that hope deferred which maketh the heart sick. Ex- pectation was raised to the highest pitch, and when it was heard that the Commissioners had reached Capetown preparations were made in Grahamstown to give them a warm reception. ana 240 THE SETTLEll AlID THE SAVAGE. .'I \<\ CHAPTER XVII. niEATS OF HOPES, PEAKS, AND PROSPECTS, BESIDES DESCRIBinO S PKOULIAB BATTLE. MouNTEij) on a pair of sturdy ponies Hans Marais and Charlie Considine galloped over the plains of the Zuurveld in the direction of Grahamstown. The brothers Skyd had preceded them, Edwin Brook was to follow. It was a glorious day, though this was nothing unusual in that sunny clime, and the spirits of the young men were high. Excitement has a tendency to reproduce itself. Hans and his friend did not feel particularly or personally interested in the arrival of the Royal Commissioners, but they were sympathetic, and could not resist surrounding in- iluences. Everywhere they overtook or passed, or somehow met with, cavaliers on the road — middle- aged and young — for old men were not numerous there at that time — all hastening to the same goal, the " city of the settlers," and all had the same tale to tell, the same hopes to express. "Things are ^ TllK SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 241 going to be put right now. The Commissioners have full powers to inquire and to act. We court investigation. The sky is brightening at last ; the sun of prosperity will rise in the * east ' ere long I " In Grahamstown itself the bustle and excitement culminated. Friends from the country were natur- ally stirred by meeting each other there, besides being additionally affected by the object of the meeting. Crowds gathered in the chief places of the fast rising town to discuss grievances, and friends met in the houses of friends to do the same and draw up petitions. At last the Commissioners arrived and were welcomed by the people with wild enthusiasm. Abel Slingsby, au impulsive youth, and a friend of Hans Marais, who had just been married to a pretty neighbour of Hans in the karroo, and was in Grahamstown on his honeymoon, declared that he would, without a moment's hesitation, throw up his farm and emigrate to Brazil, if things were not put right without delay. No, you wouldn't," said his pretty bride, with an arch look ; " you *d take time to think well over it am onsult with me first." " Eight, Lizzie, right ; so I would," cried Slingsby, with a laugh. " But you must admit that we have had, and still have, great provocation. Just think," he added, with returning indic^nation, "of Q TT- HHimi .^ 242 THE SliTTLER AND THE SAVAGE. free-born British subjects being allowed no news- paper to read except one that is first revised by a iealous, despotic Governor, and of our being obliged i to procure a * pass ' to entitle us to go about the country, as if we were Kafirs or Hottentots — to say nothing of the insolence of the Jacks-in-office who grant such 'passes,' or the ridiculous laws regard- ing the natives — bah ! I have no patience to recount our wrongs. — Come, Hans, let 's go out and see what 's doing ; and don't forget, Liz, to have candles ready for the ill*umination, and tell the Tottie to clean my gun. I must be ready to do them honour, like other loyal subjects." Tlie young men sallied forth and found that the Commissioners had been received by the authorities with sullen courtesy. "A clear sign that the authorities know them- selves to be in the wrong," said Considine, "for honest men always court open investigation." " This attitude looks like rebellion against the British Government on the part of the colonial autho- rities," said Hans. " I shouldn't wonder if we were to get a surprise from them while in such a mood." Evening drew on apace, and crowds of people moved about to witness the illumination and other evidences of rejoicing, while some of the more enthusiastic sought to express their sentiments by firing a volley with small arms. According to an eye- r J J, I <) 4^ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 243 witness,* tho signal was taken up at once, and, the example spreading like wildfire, the hills soon resounded on all sides with a noise that might have been mistaken for the storming of the town. This was a demonstration the authorities could not brook. The necessary orders were given and soon the bugles of the garrison sounded the assembly at Scott's Barracks, while the trumpets of the Mounted Kifles at -Fort England sent squadrons of 'lorse thunder- ing up Bathurst Street to assist in the terrible emergency caused by blank cartridges and joyous hurrahs ! Parties of infantry patrolled the streets, making prisoners in all directions, and the people assembled in Church Square to see the illumina- tions were surrounded by troops. The leading men there, fores'jeing the advantage that would result to their cause by such a style of repressing public opinion, advised those around them to keep quiet and be true to their principles. Hans Marais and his friends happened to be in Church Square at the time, and at once fell in with and acted on the peaceful advice, though the im- pulsive Slingsby found it dif&cult to restrain his British spirit. "See," he said, pointing to a gentleman who approached, "there goes the Eev. Mr. Geary. * Rev. H. page 25. H. Dngniore, The Reminiscencea of an Albany Settler, 244 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. Do you know him, Hans ? He 's a man of the true sort. Let me tell you in your ear that I heard he has got into bad odour in high quarteis for i«fusiug to have anything to do with a 'proscription list* furnished by the Governor, which contains the names of persons who are to be shunned and narrowly watched — some of these persons being the best and most loyal in the colony." As he spoke the clergyman referred to was stopped by^a friend, and they overheard him express much griitification at the arrival of the Commis- sioners, and a hope that abuses would soon be reformed, at the same time stating his determin- ation not to be a party man. Unfortunately for the clergyman there were minions of the Government within earshot at the time. His words were reported, and, shortly after- wards, he was summarily removed. Just then some of the Cape Corps men charged part of the crowd and scattered it. At the same time various persons were arrested. Among these was the indignant Slingsby. Unable to restrain his ire he called out ** Shame!" and was instantly pounced upon by a serjeant and party of infantiy. Immediately becoming sensible of his folly, after a momentary struggle he suffered himself to be led quietly away, but looked over his shoulder as he was marched off to the " tronk," and said hurriedly — I THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 246 ^ ^ ' " Console Lizzie, Hans !" "With a look of sympathy, Hans assured his iriemi that he would do so, without fail, and then, with Considine, proceeded to the house where poor Lizzie had already lit up the windows and got the gun in readiness. " They dare not keep him long," said Hans, in his vain attempts to comfort the weeping hride, " and depend upon it that the conduct of the authorities this evening will go a long way to damage their own cause and advance that of the settlers." Hans was right. Slingshy was liberated the fol- lowing morning. The Commissioners turned out to be able men, who were not to be hoodwinked. True, a considerable period elapsed before the " report " after- wards made by them took effect, and for some time the settlers continued to suffer ; but in the follow- ing year the fruits of the visit began to appear. Among other improvements was the creation of a Council to advise and assist the Governor — consisting of seven members, including himself, — whereby a wholesome check was put upon his arbitrary power. Trial by jury was also introduced, and the power of magistrates was modified. These and other morfe or less beneficial changes took place, so that there was reason to believe a time of real prosperity had ftt length dawned. But the settlers were not yet out of the furnace. •ass. .1 246 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. Providence saw fit to send other troubles to try them besides unjust and foolish men in power. There was still another plague in store. One day Charlie Considine rode towards the farm which had now for several years been his home. ^ The young members of the Marais family had grown learned under his care, and he was now regarded as a son by old Marais and his wife, while the children looked on him as an elder brother. Charlie had not intended to stay so long, and sometimes' his conscience reproved him for having given up his profession of medicine, but the longer he stayed with those sweet-tempered Dutch- African farmers with whom his lot had been cast the more he liked them, and the more they liked him. What more natural then that he should stay on from day to day, until he became almost one of themselvefc ? When people are happy they desire no change. But it must not be supposed that the youth's office was a sinecure. The young Marais were numerous, and some of them were stupid, — though amiable. The trouble caused by these, however, was more than compensated by the brightness of others, the friend- ship of HanSj and the sunshine of Bertha. The last, by the way, had now, like Gertrude Brook, sprung into a woman, and though neither so graceful nor so sprightly as the pretty English girl, she was pre- eminently sweet and lovable. 4 ^ '' THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 247 jr '4 . Well, one day, as we have said, Charlie Considine rode towards the farm. He had been out hunting alone, and a springbok tied across the horse behind him showed that he had been successful. Eousing himself from a reverie, he suddenly found himself in the midst of a scene of surpassing beauty. In front lay a quiet pond, whose surface was so still that it might have been a sheet of clear glass. On his left the familiar mountain-range beyond the farm appeared bluer and nearer than usual, owing to the intense heat. To the right the undulating karroo, covered with wild-flowers, and dotted with clumps of mimosa-bush, terminated abruptly in a lake which stretched away, in some places like a sea, to the horizon. Islands innumerable studded the smooth surface of this lake, and were reflected in its crystal depths. Not a breath of air ruffled its sur- face, and there was a warm sunny brightness, a still- ness, a deep quietude, about the whole scene which were powerfully suggestive of heavenly peace and rest. " Glorious !" exclaimed Considine, reining up to a walking pace. " How delicious while it lasts, and yet how evanescent ! Does it not resemble my life here ? That cannot last." Charlie was not given to moralising, but some- how he could not help it that day. With an unusually profound sigh he shook the reins and cantered towards the lake. It was not the first time s 248 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. V he had seen it, and he knew full well that it would not bar his progress. Even as he gave vent to the sigh the glassy waters trembled, undulated, retreated, and, under the influence of a puff of air, slowly melted away, leaving the waterless karroo in its place. Truly it is no wonder that thirsty travellers in African deserts have, from time immemorial, rushed towards these phantom waters of the well-known mirage, to meet with bitter disappointment ! The resemblance is so perfect that any one might be deceived i^ unacquainted with the phenomenon.* On coming within sight of the farm, Considine observed columns of thick smoke rising from various parts of the homestead. With a vague feeling of alarm he put spurs to his horse. Drawing quickly nearer he perceived that the smoke arose from the garden, and that the people seemed to be bustling about in a state of violent activity. Stretching out at full speed, he was soon at the garden gate, and found that all the bustle, energising, and shouting went on at the end farthest from the gate. As he threw the rein^ over a post and sprang in he could see through the trees that every one in the establish- ment was engaged in a wild frantic fight, in which sticks and stones, bushes and blankets, were used indiscriminately. The smoke that rose around * The author, having seen the mirage while riding on the karroo, writes from personal experience. f \ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. t 249 suggested fire on the plains, and he ran in haste to render assistance. It was a goodly garden that he passed through. Fruit-trees of every kind were so laden with golden treasures that many of the branches, unable to bear the strain, had given way and the superabundance trailed upon the earth. Vegetables of all kinds covered the borders with luscious-looking bulbs and delicious green leaves, while grapes, currants, figs, etc., half smothered their respective bushes. Through this rich display of plenty Considine dashed, and on reaching the wall at the further end found Conrad Marais with his wife and daughter, sons, servants, and slaves, engaged in furious conflict with — locusts! The enemy had come on them suddenly and in force. The ground was alive with them. Armies, legions, were there — ^not full-grown flying locusts, but young ones, styled foot-gangers, in other words, crawlers, walkers, or hoppers, — and every soul in the establishment had turned out to fight. Even the modest Bertha was there, defending a breach in the garden wall with a big shawl, dis- hevelled in dress and hair, flushed in face, bold and resolute in aspect, laying about her with the vigour of an Amazon. The usually phlegmatic Conrad defended another weak point, while his at other times amiable spouse stood near him making fearful and frequent raids upoD the foe with the branch of 250 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. of a thom-tree. Hans, like Gulliver among the Lilliputs, guarded a gate in company with four of his brothers, and they toiled and moiled like heroes, wliile perspiration rolled in streams from their blazing faces. Elsewhere men and women, boys and girls — black, brown, and yellow — exerted them- selves to the uttermost. Never was fortress more gallantly defended, never were ramparts more courageously assailed. Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, were slain under that- garden wall — ^hundreds of thousands, millions, hopped over their comrades' backs and con- tinued the assault with unconquerable pluck. The heroes of ancient Greece and Eome were nothing to them. Horses, cattle, and sheep were driven in among them and made to prance wildly, not in the hope of destroying the foe — as well might you have attempted to blot out the milky way, — but for the purpose of stemming the torrent and turning, if possible, the leading battalions aside fr(^m the garden. They would not turn aside. " On, hoppers, on — straight on I" was their watchword. " Death or victory " must have been their motto ! At one spot was a hollow trench or dry ditch leading towards an outhouse Avhich intervened between the locusts and the garden. No storming party was detailed to carry the point. Where the numbers were so vast as to cover the whole countrv. \ .- A FIGHT WITH LOCUSTS.— Page 250. THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. m that was needless. They marched in columns, and the columns that chanced to come up to the point voluntarily and promptly undertook the duty. They swarmed into the ditch. Considine and a small Hottentot boy observed the move, and with admirable skill kept the advancing column in check until a fire was kindled in the ditch. It was roused to a pitch of fierce heat that would have satisfied Nebuchadnezzar himself, and was then left, for other points of danger in the walls elaimed more vigorous attention. Onward hopped and crawled the enemy and stormed the fire. The lead- ing files were roasted alive, those following tumV'ed over their dead bodies into the flames. Had the rest wished to take warning by the fate of their comrades — which they did not — they would have found it impossible to escape, for those behind pushed them on. The fire was filled with the dead, overwhelmed by the dying, fairly put out by both, and the victori- ous army marched over in triumph. Then the out- house met them, but they scorned to turn aside, although there was a four-foot wall, which one might have supposed more practicable. They walked straight up the outhouse and over it, and were triumphantly descending the other side in myriads before they were discovered and met, with shrieks of vengeance, by Mrs. Marais. " It's of no use, lads," gasped old Marais, pausing ,\ 2M THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGB. for a moment to recover breath ; " the place is doomed." " Don't say ?o, father," cried Hans. — " Come on, boys ! we 've nearly stopped them at this gate." Nearly, — but not quite ! A few minutes later and the strength of the garrison began to fail. " How long — has this — lasted ?" asked Considine, pausing for a moment beside Bertha and panting violently. "Sinte — breakfast," gasped the exhausted girl; "we — dis-t-covered them — ^justafteryou — left us. — See! they come !" " Hallo 1 this way, Hans ! bring the flags !" shouted Considine, observing the tremendous body of reserves which were following up the success of the stormers of the fire. It is a curious fact that the waving of Hags had been found of more avail on that occasion than most other means. The beating of the enemy with bushes and blankets was no doubt very effective, but it killed, scattered, and confused them, so that they pressed, as it were blindly, on their fate, whereas the flag-waving appeared to touch a cord of intelligence. They saw it, were obviously affected though not killed by it, and showed a tendency to turn aside. It was however only a tendency ; soon the advance was resumed in force. The human giants weer beaten — fairly overwhelmed. The wall was scaler] THE SETTLim AND THE SAVAGE. II 253 and the garden finally entered by countless myriads of this truly formidable though individually con- temptible enemy. Thus are the strong at times confounded by things that are weak ! Had these been flying instead of pedestrian locusts they might, perhaps, have been turned aside by fires, for this is sometimes done. When a farmer sees a cloud of them coming — a cloud, it may be, of three miles in length by half a mile in breadth or more — he kindles fires round his garden and fields, raises a dense smoke, and may sometimes, though not often, succeed in preventing them from ahght- ing. But the younger or jumping locusts, strong in the stupidity of youth, cannot be turned aside thus. Nothing, indeed, but a rushing stream will stop them ; even a mighty river, if not rapid, is insuffi- cient. Stagnant pools they cross by drowning the leading multitudes, until a bridge — not "of sighs," but — of death is formed, of size sufficient to carry them over. They even cross the great Orange River thus in places where its flow is calm. In Africa they pass in such countless swarms, both winged and wingless, that their approach is viewed with dismay, for where they rest they devour every green thiug, and flocks and herds are left utterly destitute, so that starvation or change of ground is unavoidable. They usually begin their march, or flight, after sun- ■iui iKilffflBII 254 THF SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. J •■ ■V, rise, and encamp at sunset — and woe betide the luckless farmer on whose lands they chance to fix their temporary abode ! ' Locust-swarms are followed by a little bird — named spriyighaan-vogel or locust-bird — which comes in such dense flocks as almost to darken the air. These locust-birds are about the size ot a swallow, with naxnerous speckles like a starling. They live exclusively on locusts — follow them, build their nests, and rear their young in the midst of, and devo'jif, ^jhem. But this is by no means the locust's onb enemy. Every animal, domestic and wild, destroys and eats him. Cattle, sheep, horses, fowls, dogs, antelopes — all may be seen devouring him with greediness. He even eats himself, the cannibal! for if any of his comrades get hurt or meet with accidents in travelling, as they often do, the nearest fellow-travellers fall on, kill and ' v^our the unfortunates without delay. The only human beings who rejoice at sight of the terrible locusts are the Bushmen. These have neither herds, flocks nor crops to lose, and though the wild animals on which Lhey subsist are by these insects driven away, the Bushmen care little, for they delight in L'esh locusts, follow them up, feed on them, and preserve quantities by drying them for future use. Before morning the splendid garden of Conrad Marais was a leafless, fruitless wilderness. Not a I THE SEtTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 1 256 ' : scrap of green or gold was left. And his case was by no means singular. The whole colony was more or less visited by this plague at that time, and thus the reviving spirits of the settlers were once again knocked down by a crushing blow. 256 THE SETTLEli ANE THE SAVAGIE. OHAPTEE XVIII. PAIRS, FIQHTSj FREE-TBADB, FAOTIONS, AND OTHEB MATTERS. In the heart of the wild mountain scenery of the frontier a grim-looking fort had been built to keep the Kafirs in check. It was named Fort Wilshire. and a truly warlike place it was, with its high walls and cannon, its red troops of the line, green rifles, and blue artillery. Lying remote from civilised men, it was a dreary enough place to the troops stationed there, though, with that ready spirit of adaptation to circumstances which characterises the British soldier, the garrison dispelled some of its ennui by hunting. At one period of the year, however, the little frontier fortress thoroughly changed its silent and solitary character. The Government, yielding at last to earnest entreaties and strong representations, had agreed to permit, under certain restrictions, the open- ing of trade with the Kafirs. A periodical "fair" was established and appointed to be held under the guns of Fort Wilshire. The colonial traders, full of energy .md thirsting for opportunity, took advan- THE SETTLER AND THil SAVAGE. 257 tage of the " fair," and assembled in hundreds, while the Kafirs, in a species of unbelieving surprise, met them in thousands to exchange wares. It was a new idea to many of these black sons and daughters of nudity, that the horns which they used to throw away as useless were in reali^ valuable merchandise, and that the gum, which was to be had for the gathering, could procure for them beads and buttons, and brass-wire and cotton, with many other desirable things that caused their red mouths to water. 0/:* the day in which we introduce the scene to the leader some of the colonial traders had already arrived at the fair. These were not all of the same calibre. Some, of small means, had commenced modestly with a shoulder-bundle and went through the new land, as peddlers and packmen in older lands had done before them. Others, with more means, had set up the horse-pack, or the cart, and all aspired, while some had attained, lo the waggon. These penetrated to every part of the frontier, sup- plying the Dutch boers with luxuries hitherto un- dreamed of, which, ere long, became necessities^ obtaining fix)m them sheep and cattle in exchange, with a faiy proportion of their hoarded rix-daalers. The traders then returned to the towns, sold their stock, purchased fresh supplies, and went back to the interior. Thus was laid the foundation of a com- V 268 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. I.' merce which was destined in future years to be- come of great importance not only to the colony but to the world. The opening of trade with the Kafirs had added materially to /the prosperity of the traders, and those assembled at Fort Wilshire represented all the different classes. Among the crowds who encamped under the fort guns, Stephen Orpin, the Wesleyan, represented those who stood on the first round of the mercantile ladder. = Orpin was stout of limb, broad of shoulder, strong of heart, and empty of pocket ; he therefore carried a pack in which were to be found not only gloves, neckerchiefs, and trinkets for the women, as well as gaudy waistcoats, etc., for the men, but New Testaments, tracts, and little books in the Dutch language wherewith Stephen hoped to do good to the souls of his customers. Orpin had come to the " fair " with the double view of trading and hold- ing intercourse on spiritual things with the Kafirs. He longed to preach Christ, the crucified Saviour, to the heathen. Of such men, thank God, there always have been, and we believe always will be, many in the world — men in regard to whom bigots are apt to say, " Lord, forbid him, for he follow eth not with us," but of whom the Lord said, " Forbid him not, for he that is not against us is on our part." Amons those who had attained to the enviable THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 259 '[ ' ^ ox-waggon were our friends John Skyd and Frank Dobson. Possessing a remnant of their means when they gave up farming, two of the brothers, James and Robert, established a small general store in Grahamstown, while John and Frank set up a joint waggon and took to hunting and trading on a large scale. Of course they bought all their supplies of brass-wire, beads and buttons, powder and shot, etc., from the Skyd store, and sold their ivory, etc., at the same place, with mutual benefit. It was a strange and sLiiiiug bight to behold the long files of Kafir women, straight and graceful as Venus in body, ugly almost as baboons in visage, coming to the fair from all parts of the land with enormous loads on their heads of ox-hides, horns, gum, and elephants' tusks. Threading the narrow bush-paths in long single files, they came from hillside and thicket towards the great centre of attraction. Gradually the crowd thickened. Kafir chiefs with leopard-skins thrown over their other- wise naked bodies stalked about with an assump- tion of quiet dignity which they found it difficult to maintain amid the excitement and temptations of the fair. Swarthy groups found shelter among the trees that fringed the Kieskamma below the post — the women resting after having gladly laid down their burdens ; their lords sitting on their heels with knob-kerrie in hand, j<»alously guarding their pro- nnawBM 260 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. ' perty. The great chief himself was there, laying seignorial taxation on his people, and even con- descending to heg for the white man's brandy. "Come with me," said Orpin to a newly made Dutch friend ; " I 'm told you understand Kafir, and I want you to interpret for me. Will you ?" The Dutchman said "Ja," and went, for Orpin had a persuasive tongue and pleasant manner which induced all sorts of men to aid him. And so they two went down into the bush among the dark-skinned crew, and Stephen piedoned in their wondering ears the " old old story " of the Cross — a story which is never told entirely in vain, though many a time it does seem as if the effect of it were wofully dispro- portioned to the efforts of those who go forth bearing the precious seed. Meanwhile Skyd and Dobson were driving lucra- tive bargains in another part of the field, speaking wonderful Kafir in the midst of a Babel of Dutch and English that was eminently suggestive of the ancient " tower " itself. Besides the difficulties of language there were troubles also in reference to trade, for Kafirs, altliough savage, are fastidious. The men were as particular about their necklaces as any beau could be about the cut of his coat, and the women were at times very hard to please in the matter of turban-covers and l^aross back-stripes. But after much haggling THE SEfTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 261 :l the contending parties came to terms, to their mutual benefit and satisfaction. In another part of the market there seemed to be a tendency to riot. Either bargaining was more hotly- carried on there, or spirits of a pugnacious tendency were congregated. Among them was a tall powerful Kafir, who had been evidently treated to a glass of something stronger than water. He was not tipsy, he was only elevated, but the elevation roused his ire to such an extent that he began to boast loudly that he could fight any one, and flourished his sticks or kerries in a defiant manner. Kafirs always fight with two sticks, one to hit with, the other to guard. A trader from the Green Isle chanced to pass this man, and to be jostled by him. Every one knows of the world's opinion of the Irishma,n's love for fighting. Pat became nettled. " Arrah !" says he, " yer mighty fond o' swagger, but I'll tache you manners, you black baste ! Come on!" The big Kafir came on at once, and made a blow at Pat's head with his knob-kerrie that would have ended the fight at once if it had taken effect, but the Irishman, well trained in the art, guarded it neatly, and returned with a blow so swift and vigorous that it fell on the pate of the savage like a flail. As well might Pat have hit a rock. If there is a strong point about a black man, it is his head. The Irish- 1 262 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. man knew this, but had forgotten it in the first flush of combat. He became wiser. Meanwhile a crowd of excited traders and Kafirs gathered round the combatants and backed them. The Kafir made another wild swoop at his enemy's skull, but the blow was easily turned aside. Pat returned with a feint at his foe's head, but came down with terrible force on the inside of his right knee. The Kafir dropped his sticks, seized his knee with both hands, stood on one leg, and howled in agony. , Scorning to strike a defenceless foe, Paddy gave him a dab on the end of his abeady flat nose, by way of reminding him that he was off" his guard. The Kafir took the hint, caught up his sticks and sprang at his opponent with the yell of a hyena, whirling aloft both sticks at once. .The Irishman had to leap aside, and, as he did so, drew from the Kafir a shriek of pain by hitting him sharply on the left shin, adding to the efl'ect immediately by a whack under the right eye that might have finished an average ax. The Kafir fell, more, however, because of the pain of the double blow, than because of its force, for he rolled about bellowing for a few seconds. Then, jumping up, he renewed the fight. There is no saying how long it might have lasted had not a party of troops chanced to pass just then, who separated the com- batants and dispersed the crowd. u. THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 263 The " fair." however, was made use of not only as an occasion for trading, preaching, and fighting, but for plotting. Chiefs met there in peace, who might otherwise have failed to meet except in battle, and these, with chiefs of banditti from the mountains, and malcontents from all quarters, concocted and hatched designs against the well-being of individuals and of the public at large. At this time the colonists, besides being troubled by savage thieves, were threatened with disturbance from the intertribal feuds of the savages themselves* One tremendous Zulu monster of the name of Chaka — who excelled Nero himself in cruelty — was driv- ing other tribes of Kafirs down into the colony, and designing chiefs were beginning to think or hope that the opportunity had arrived for carrying out their favourite idea of driving the white man into the sea. In a dark forest glade, not far from the fort, and within hearing of its bugle-calls, Stephen Orpin walked up and down with one of the malcontents. " I tell you, Euyter, it is in vain to join with the Kafirs," said Orpin. " If aU the Hottentots in Africa were to unite with them, you would not be strong enough to crush the white man." "Why not?" demanded the Hottentot angrily, in his broken English ; " we be strong as you, and brave." 264 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. " But you are not so well armed," said Orpin. "Fact," returned the freebooter, "but time vill make dat all squaar. Smugglers bring guns to we, an' pooder. Ver' soon be all right." " Listen, Rujrter, you are like a child. You know nothing. The land from which the white man comes will never suffer him to be driven out of Africa. England is rich in everything, and will send men to fill the places of those who fall. Besides, I think God is on the white man's side, because the white man in; the main intends and tries to do good. Just think of the 'fair.' The black man wants beads and brass wire and cotton, and many other things — the white man brings these things from over the sea. On the other hand the white man wants hides, horns, ivory — the black man can supply these tilings. They meet to exchange, good is done by each to the other. Why should they fight ?" " For revenge," said Ruyter darkly. I "No doubt revenge is sweet to you, but it is sinful," returned Orpin. " Besides, the sweetness does not last long ; and will it, let me ask, make the black man happier or the white man more sorrowful in the long-run ? You should think of others, not only of yourself, Euyter." "Does Jan Smit ever tink of oders — of anybody buthisself?" " Perhaps not, but Conrad Marais does, and so do .» THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 265 ■i many other men of like mind. God, the Father of all men, is a God of peace, and does not pormit His children to gratify feelings of revenge. Jesus, the Saviour of lost man, is the Prince of peace ; He will not deliver those who wilfully give way to revenge." "I no want deliverance," said the robber chief sternly. '* I know that," replied Orpin, " and it was to deliver you from that state of mind that Jesus came. Think, Euyter, think—" He was interrupted at this point by the sound of an approaching ox-waggon. Ruyter, being a well- known outlaw, did not dare to show himself at the fair, although not a whit worse in any respect than most of the Kafir chiefs who walked openly there unchallenged. He shrank back into the shelter of the jungle while the trader awaited the coming up of the waggon. " Ah, here you are, Orpin — not kept you waiting long, I hope?" said John Skyd as he followed his waggon into the glade. " Not long," answered the trader ; " but we must make the most of our time now, for the day is far spent." " It is, but I could not manage to get away sooner. We had to lay in a supply of powder and lead for the hunt, besides many other things. Dobson will be here wifcn the other waggon immediately — he's "fe^ IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-3) 1.0 I.I 1.25 US 1^ m ■28 1 2.5 1^ US u 2.0 1.8 1.4 ^a p% .'^^^.^^ '>i^ ^ Hiotographic Sdences Corporation 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, N.Y. 14580 (716) 872-4503 ^^ ^ \ \ c\ I* Q^ 266 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGB. not fifty yards behind, — and then we shall start fair for the elephant-ground. You're quite sure that you know the way, I suppose?" " I would not undertake to guide you if I were not sure." In a few minutes Dobson came up with the second waggon, and the whole party set forth on a hunting expedition into the interior, under the guidance of Stephen Orpin, who had already wandered so much about the colony that he was beginning to be pretty well acquainted with a great extent of the border line. About the same time that Skyd and Dobson went off to the interior another party of hunters and ex- plorers set out on an expedition from the Scottish settlement of Glen Lynden. But, before touching on this, we will turn aside to relate an incident which affected the movements of both parties, and has reference to a small though not unimportant Dersonage of our story. THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 267 J •' CHAPTER XIX. ./ OBSOBIBES A SBRIBS 09 EARLY RISINGS. One fine morning early, high up among the krantzes and dark jungles of a kloof, or mountain gorge, which branched off from Glen Lynden, a noble specimen of an African savage awoke from his night's repose and stretched himself. He had spent the night among the lower branches of a mimosa-bush, the opening into which was so small that it was a wonder how his large body could have squeezed through it. Indeed, it would have been quite impossible for him to have gained the shelter of that dark retreat if he had not pos- sessed a lithe supple frame and four powerful legs furnished with tremendous claws. We should have mentioned, perhaps, that our noble savage was a magnificent leopard — or Cape "tiger." As he stretched himself he laid back his head, shut his eyes, and yawned, by which act he displayed a 268 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. tremendous collection of canines and grinders, with a pink throat of great capacity. The yawn ended in a gasp, and then he raised his head and looked quietly about him, gently patting the ground with his tail, as a man might pat his bedclothes while considering what to do next. Not unlike man, he lay down at full length and tried to go to sleep again, but it would not do. He had evidently had his full allowance, and therefore got up and stretched himself again in a standing position. In this act, bending his deep chest to the ground, he uttered a low gurr of savage satisfaction, sank his claws into the soil, and gently tore a number of tough roots into shreds. Sundry little creatures of various kinds in the neighbourhood, hearing the gwrr, pre- sented their tails to the sky and dived into their little holes with incredible rapidity. The leopard now shook off dull sloth, and, lashing his sides in a penitential manner with his tail, glided through the opening in the mimosa-bush, bounded into the branches of a neighbouring tree, ran nimbly out to the end of one of them, and leaping with a magnificent spring over a gully, alighted softly on the turf at the other side. Trotting calmly into an open space, he stopped to take a survey of surround- ing nature. , , Breakfast now naturally suggested itself. At least we may suppose so from a certain eager look which THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 269 \ suddenly kindled in the leopard's eye, and a wrink- ling of his nose as a bird flitted close over his head. At that moment a species of rabbit, or cony, chanced to hop round the corner of a rock. The lightning- flash is not quicker than the spring with which the Cape-tiger traversed the twenty feet between him- self and his prey. The result was very effectual as regarded the cony, but it was not much to gurr about in the way of Dreakfast. It was a mere whet to the appetite, which increased t^'^ desire for more. Advancing down the kloof with that stealthy gliding motion peculiar to the feline race, the leopard soon came in sight of a fine bushbok, whose sleek sides drew from him an irrepressible snicker of delight. But the bushbok was not within spring- range. He was at the foot of a low precipice. Creeping to the top of this with great caution the leopard looked over with a view to estimate distance. It was yet too far for a spring, so he turned at once to seek a better way of approach. In doing so he touched a small stone, which rolled over the krantz, bounded from crag to cliff, and, carrying several other stones larger than itself along with it, dashed itself at the very feet of the bushbok, which wisely took to its heels and went off like the wind. Sulky beyond all conception, the leopard continued to descend the kloof until he reached a narrow pass V 270 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. from which were visible not far off the abodes of men. Here he paused and couched in quiet con- templation. Now there was another early waking on that fine morning, though not quite so early as the one just described. Master Junkie Brook, lying in a packing- box, which served as an extempore crib, in the cottage of Kenneth M'Tavish, opened his large round eyes and rubbed them. Getting up, he observed that Mrs. Scholtz was sound asleep, and quietly dressed himself. He was a precocious child, and had learned to dress without assistance. The lesson was more easily learned than beings living in civilised lands might suppose, owing to the fact that he had only two garments — a large leather jacket and a pair of leather trousers, one huge but- ton in front and one behind holding the latter securely to the former. A pair of velschoen and a fur cap completed a costume which had been manufactured by the joint efforts of his mother and sister and Mrs. Scholtz. The husband of the last, on seeing it for the first time, remarked that it " vas more like zee garb of a man of dirty zan a boy of dree." The garb had been made of such tough material that it seemed impossible to wear it out, and of such an extremely easy fit that although the child had now lived in it upwards of two years there were not more than six patches on it anywhere. THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 271 \ How Junkie got to the Baviaans Kiver may per- haps perplex the reader. It is easily explained. Hans had invited all or any of the Brook family to visit his father's farm on the karroo. Gertie catch- ing a cold, or in some other way becoming feeble, wanted a change of air. Her father, recalling the invitation, and happening to know that Hans was in Grahamstown at the time, drove her over with Mrs. Scholtz and Junkie to make the thing proper, and offered a visit of all three. You may be sure Hans did not refuse to take them to his home in his new cart. After spending some time there Mrs. Scholtz took a fancy that she would like to go with Hans on one of his frequent excursions to Glen Lynden, but she would not leave Junkie behind. Hans objected to Junkie at first, but finally gave in, and thus the little hero found his way to the Kiver of Baboons. When dressed — which was soon done, as he omitted washing — Junkie began to consider what he had best do. Mischief, of course, but of what sort? That was the question. His room was on the ground floor, and had a lattice window which opened like a door into the back premises. He pushed the window and found that it opened. What a chance! Mrs. Scholtz was still asleep, and snoring. Absence without leave was his chief delight. In two minutes he was 272 TUE SETTLEli AND THE SAVAGE. deep in the jungle, panting. Knowing from long and bitter experience that he would be pursued by the inveterate Mrs. Scholtz, the urchin ran up the kloof, bent on placing the greatest possible space between him and his natural enemy in the shortest possible time. In this way he was not long of drawing near to the leopard's point of observation. No doubt that keen-sighted animal would quickly have observed the child, if its attention had not at the moment been attracted by other and equally mischievous game. A troop of baboons came down the kloof to pilfer the white man's fruit and vege- tables. They had evidently risen late for breakfast, and W3re in a hurry to reach their breakfast parlour before the white man should awake. There were a dozen or so of females, several huge males, and quite a crowd of children of various ages, besides one or two infants clinging to their mothers' waists. It was pitiful to see the sad anxious faces of these infants. Perhaps they knew their parents' errand and disapproved of it. More probably they felt their own weakness of frame, and dreaded the shocks sus- tained when their heedless mothers bounded from rock or stump like balls of india-rubber. They were extremely careless mothers. Even Junkie, as he stood paralysed with terror and surprise, could not avoid seeing that. The troop was led by a great blue-faced old-man baboon with a remarkably satur- 1 1' THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAaE. 273 nine expression. On reacliing the top of the rock which the leopard had just vacated the old man called a halt. The others came tumbling awkwardly towards him on all-fours, with the exception of several of the youngsters, who loitered behind to play. One of these, a very small bad little boy- baboon, deliberately turned aside to explore on his own account. He came down near to the foot of the rock where the leopard had concealed himself. Catching sight of his glaring enemy, the bad boy uttered a terrified squawk. Instantly all the males, headed by the old man, rushed to the rescue. Powerful though he was, the leopard was cowardly at heart. A large troop of baboons had some time ago made mince-meat of his own grandmother. Eemembering this, he sloped under a bank, glided round a corner of the cliff, bounded over a bush, and sought refuge in a thicket. It was at this moment, while in the act of bound- ing, that he caught sight of Junkie, but being confused at the moment, and ashamed of having been twice foiled, he slunk away with his tail between his legs and concealed himself among the branches of an old gnarled and favourite tree. The bad boy-baboon was the only one who had seen the leopard, the old males therefore had to content tliem selves with a few fierce looks round in aU directions, and several defiant roars. Bom and 274 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. I ; bred in the midst of alarms, however, they were soon composed enough to resume their descent on the white man's stores — to the great relief of the petrified Junkie, of whom in their alann they took no notice, regarding him, possibly, as a badly exe- cuted statue of a baboon. Junkie quickly recovered himself, and, seeing the baboons descend the kloof, thought it safer, as well as more in accord with his original plans, to ascend. Gladly, hopefully, did the leopard observe his decision and watch his progress. To him the tide of fortune seemed to have taken a favourable tuni, for Junkie, in the innocence of his heart, made straight for the gnarled tree. But one of the many slips so often quoted with reference to cups and lips was at this time impend- ing over th»" unfortunate leopard. ■ : . •. > . .... There was yet one other early riser that morning — namely Booby th e Bushman . In pursuance of his call- ing, that ill-used and misguided son of the soil arose about daybreak with much of his native soil stick- ing to his person, and, with a few other desperadoes like himself, made a descent on Glen Lynden — not, by any means, the first that his fraternity had made. No^ so bloodthirsty as the leopard, quite as mis- chievous as Junkie, and much more cunning than the baboons, Booby chanced to arrive at the gorge already mentioned just at the time when Junkie n THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 276 was approaching it. Tb^re was, if you will, some- what of a coincidence here in regard to time, but there was no coincidence in the fact of such char- acters selecting the same route, because whoever passed up or down that kloof must needs go by the gorge. - . , . Slowly Junkie picked his way up the rugged path towards the gnarled tree. The leopard, scarcely believing in his good luck, licked his lips. Eapidly the Bushman and his men descended the same path. They rode on horses — stolen horses, of course. The leopard heard the clatter of hoofs and looked back. Junkie drew nearer to the gnarled tree ; the leopard looked forward. Never was savage beast more thoroughly perplexed. Anxiety glared in his eyes ; exasperation grinned in his teeth ; indecision qui- vered in the muscles of his tail. Just at that moment Booby caught sight of his spotted skin. Had the leopard been less perturbed he would have been too wise to allow his carcass to appear. A poisoned arrow instantly quivered in his flank. It acted like a spur ; with an angry growl and a clear bound of no one knows how many feet, he re-entered the jungle and fled to the mountains. Petrified again. Junkie remained motionless till the Bushmen robbers rode up. Booby knew that his leopard was safe, for a poisoned arrow is sure to kill in time, so he did not care to hasten after it (I rr. 276 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. just then, but preferred to continue his approach to the white man's habitations. Great, then, was hia amazement when he all but rode over Junkie. Amazement was quickly succeeded by alarm. His knowledge of the white man's ways and habits told him at once the state of affairs. The appear- ance of Junkie in the company of "tigers" and baboons, was, he knew well, a mere juvenile indis- cretion. He also knew that parental instincts among white men were keen, and thence concluded that discovery ' and pursuit would be immediate. His own plans were therefore not only defeated, but his own safety much endangered, as his presence was sure to be discovered by his tracks. " Let 's be off instanter," was the substance of Booby's communi- cation to his brethren. The brethren agreed, but Booby had lived among white men, and although his own particular master was a scoundrel, there were those of his household — especially among the females — who had taught him something of Christian pity. He could not leave the child to the tender mercies of wild beasts. He did not deae to convey him back to the cottage of Kenneth M'Tavish. What was he to do ? Delay might be death ! In these circumstances he seized the horrified Junkie by the arm, swung him on the pommel of his saddle, and galloped away up the kloof and over the moun- tains into the deepest recesses of Kafirland. .■k THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. When Mrs. Scholtz awoke that morning, rubbed her eyes, looked up and discovered that Junkie's crib was empty, she sprang from her bed, perceived the open lattice, and gave vent to an awful scream. Jn barbarous times and regions a shriek is never uttered in vain. The M'Tavish household ',\'a3 instantly in the room, some of them in deshabille— some armed — all alarmed. " Oh my ! — oh me ! " cried Mis. Scholtz. leapinf^ back into bea wioh unfeminine has:3, "be's gon^ '" " Wh. J gone ?" asked M'Tavish. "Junkie!" - > "What! where ? when? how? why?" said Mrs. M'Tavish, Jessie, and others. Mrs. Scholtz gasped and pointed to the lattice ; at the same time she grasped her garments as a broad hint to the men. They took it hastily. " Come, boys, search about, and one of you saddle up. Go, call Groot Willem," was the master's prompt order as he turned and left the room. Six Hottentots, a Bushman, and a Bechuana boy obeyed, but those who searched sought in vain* Yet not altogether in vain — they found Junkie's " spoor," and traced it into the jungle. While two followed it, the others returned and " saddled up " the horses. Groot Willem chanced to be on a visit to the Highlanders at the time. , " What a pity," he said, coming out of his room 'mi l" , I 278 THE SETTLER AND IriE SAVAGE. and stretclimg himself (it was quite an impressive sight to see such a giant stretch himself I), "that the hunters are off. They might have helped us." The giant spoke with good-humoured sarcasm, believing that the urchin would assuredly be found somewhere about the premises , and he referred to the departure of an exploring and hunting party under George Eennie, which had left Glen Lynden the previous day for the interior But wliQxi Groot Willem with his companions had ridden a considerable way up the kloof, and found Junkie's spoor mingling with that of baboons, he became earnest. When he came to the gnarled tree and discovered that it was joined by that of horses and Cape tigers, he became alarmed. A diligent examination was made. Drops of blood were found on the ground. The leopard itself was ultimately discovered stone dead in a thicket with the poisoned arrow in its side , the horse-spoor was followed up a long way, and then it was pretty clearly seen that the child had been carried off by marauders of some sort. Of course a thorough search was made and pursuit was immediately instituted. Groot Willem and M'Tavish pushed on promptly to follow the spoor, while men were sent back to the glen for a supply of ammunition, etc., in case of a prolonged search becoming aecessary, , '^S'' THE SETTLER' AND THE SAVAGE. 279 The search was ably planned and vigorously carried out j but all in Vain. Junkie had departed that life as thoroughly as if he had never been, and Mrs. Scholtz remained at Glen Lynden the very personification of despair ^ We shall now turn to the exploring party which had left the Baviaans' River on the previous day. About this time the rumours of war among the natives of the vast and almost unknown interior of the land had become unusually alarming. A wander- ing and warlike horde named the Fetcani had been for some time past driving all the other tribes before them, and were said at last to be approarching the Winterberg frontier of the colony. In order to ascertain what foundation there was for these reports, as well as to explore the land, the party under Eennie was sent out. Among those who formed this party were Charlie Considine, Hans Marais, Sandy Black and his satellite Jerry Goldboy. Andrew Rivers, Diederik and Christian Muller, and the tall black-bearded hunter Lucas Van Dyk, besides Slinger, Dikkop, and other Hottentots and Bush- men. " This is what 1 call real enjoyment," said Con- sidine, as he rode with Hans, somewhat in advance of the cavalcade ; — " splendid weather, magri^cent scenery, lots of game big and little, good health aisif freedom. What more could a man wish ?" \ I 280 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. " Ja," said Hans quietly ; " you have reason to be thankful — yet there is more to wish for." " What more ?" asked Considine. " That the whole world were as happy as yourself," said Hans, looking full at his friend with a bland smile. " And so I do wish that," returned Considine with enthusiasm. " Do you V asked Hans, with a look of surprise. "Of course I do; why do you doubt it?" asked his friend, with a perplexed look. Hans did not reply, but continued to gaze at the mountain-range towards which the party was riding. And, truly, it was a prospect which might well absorb the attention and admiration of men less capable of being affected by the beauties of nature than Hans Marais. They were passing through a verdant glen at the foot of the mountains, the air of which was perfumed with wild flowers, and filled with the garrulous music of parroquets and monkeys. In front lay the grand range of the Winterberg, with its coronet of rocks, its frowning steeps, its grassy slopes, and its skirts feathered over with straggling forest, — all bathed in the rich warm glow of an African sunset. " You have not answered me, Hans," said Consi- dine, after a pause. "Why do you think I am indifferent to the world's happiness ?" THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 281 W " Because," replied the other, with an expression unusually serious on his countenance, " I do not see that you make any effort— ^beyond being good- natured and amiable, which you cannot help — to make the world better." Considine looked at his friend with surprise, and replied, with a laugh — " Why, Hans, you are displaying a new phase of character. Your remark is undoubtedly true — so true indeed that, although 1 object to that common- place retort, — * You 're another,' — I cannot help pointing out that it applies equally to yourself." " It is just because it applies equally to myself that I make it," rejoined Hans, with unaltered gravity. " You and I profess to be Christians, we both think that we are guided by Christian prin- ciples — and doubtless, to some extent, we are — but what have we done for the cause that we call * good,' that is good ? I speak for myself at all events — I have hitherto done nothing, absolutely nothing." " My dear fellow," said Considine, with a sudden burst of candour, "I believe you are right, and I plead guilty ; but then what can we do ? We are not clergymen." ' ' " Stephen Oipin is not a clergyman, yet see what he does. It was seeing what that man does, and how he lives, that first set me a-thinking on this subject. He attends to his ordinary calling quite as ^ / ^^^ 282 , THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. well as any man of my acquaintance, and I'll be bound makes a good thing of it, but any man with half an eye can see that he makes it subservient to the great work of serving the Saviour, whom you and I profess to love. I have seen him suffer loss rather than work on the Lord's day. More than once I 've seen him gain discredit for his so-caUed fanaticism. He is an earnest man, eagerly seeking an end which is outside himself, therefore he is a happy man. To be eager in pursuit, is to be in a great d€gree happy, even when the pursuit is a trifling one ; if it be a great and good one, the result must be greater happiness ; if the pursuit has refer- ence to things beyond this life, and ultimate success is hoped for in the next, it seems to me that lasting as well as highest happiness may thus be atta^^^^d. Love of self, Charlie, is not a bad motive, as some folk would falsely teach us. The Almighty put love of self within us. It is only when love of self is a superlative ajffection that it is sinful, because idola- trous. When it is said that *love is the fulfilling of the law,' it is not love to God merely that is meant, I think, but love to Him supremely, and to all created things as well, self included, because if you can conceive of this passion being our motive power, and fairly balanced in our breasts — God and all created beings and things occupying their right relative positions, — self, although dethroned, would not be THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 283 ignored. Depend on it, Charlie, there is something wrong here." The young Dutchman smote himself heavily on his broad chest, and looked at his friend for a reply. What that reply was we need not pause to say. These two young men ever since their first acquaint- ance had regarded each other with feelings akin to those of David and Jonathan, but they had not up to this time opened to each other those inner chambers of the soul, where the secret springs of life keep working continually in the dark, whether we regard them or not — working oftentimes harshly for want of the oil of human intercourse and sympathy. The floodgates were now opened, and the two friends began to discourse on things pertaining to the soul and the Saviour and the world to come, whereby they found that their appreciation and enjoyment of the good things even of this life was increased consider- ably. Subsequently they discovered the explanation of this increased power of enjoyment, in that Word which throws light on all things, where it is written that " godliness is profitable for the life that now is, as well as that which is to come," 284 THE SETTLEB AND THE SAYAGB. -N J CHAPTER XX. * TREATS OF THE DBLIQHTS, DANQBBS^ AND DIBTRSS8ES OF THB WILDERNESS. "Afar in the desert," — far beyond the frontier settlements of the colony, far from the influences of civilisation, in the home of the wild beast and the savage, the explorers now ride under the blaze of the noontide sun. They had passed over mountain and dale into the burning plains of the karroo, and for many hours had travelled without water or shelter from the scorching heat. Lucas Van Dyk, who guided them, said he knew where water was to be got, but there was no possibility of reaching it before evening. This announcement was received in silence, for not a drop of the life-giving fluid had passed the lips of man or beast since an early hour on the previous day, and their powers of endurance were being tried severely. The insupportable heat not only increased the thirst, but rendered the hunters less able to bear it. All round them the air quivered with the radia- THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 286 \' tion from the glaring sand, and occasionally the mirage appeared with its delicious prospects of relief, but as the Dutchmen knew the ground well, none were deceived by it, though all were tantalised. Compressing their lips, and urging their wearied cattle to the utmost, they pushed steadily on, no sound breaking the stillness of the desert save the creak of a waggon-wheel or the groan of an exhausted animal. At last Charlie Considine sought to relieve his feelings by conversation : — "This is one of the unpleasant experiences of African travel." 4 Hans Marais, to whom the remark was made, replied "Ja," but as he added nothing more, and looked stern, Charlie relapsed into silence. : Ere long one of the weaker oxen fell. The party halted a few minutes, while the Hottentot drivers plied their cruel whips unmercifully, but in vain. One more merciful than the drivers was there — death came to release the poor animal. Immediately, as if by magic, vultures appeared in the burning sky. From the far-off horizon they came sailing by twos and threes, as if some invisible messenger, like death himself, had gone with lightning-speed to tell that a banquet awaited them. Ko time was wasted ; a brief word from the leader suf&ced. The dying ox was released from the yoke 286 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAQE. that had galled it so long, and the party proceeded. Before they were a mile ofif the ox was dead, its eyes were out, its carcass torn open, and the ohscene birds were gorging themselves. Before night it was an empty skeleton covered with a dried hide! Not many hours would suffice to remove the hide and leave only the bleaching bones. Such remains are familiar objects on South African roadsides. That evening, according to their leader's prophecy, water was reached. It was a thick muddy pool, but it sufficed to relieve them all, and a night of com- parative comfort followed a day of suffering. Next morning, just after breakfast, a herd of springboks was observed, and several of the more eager of the party dashed off in pursuit. Among these was Considine, Hans, Andrew Eivers, and Jerry Goldboy. The two last were always first in the mad pursuit of game, and caused their placid Dutch friends no little anxiety by the scrapes they frequently ran themselves into. # " Follow them, they '11 get lost," said Van Dyk to a ^oup of Hottentots. Two of these, Slinger and Dikkop, obeyed the order. The antelopes were on a distant sandhill in the plain. There were two groups of them. Eivers and Jerry made for one of these. Becoming sud- denly imbued with an idea worthy of a hunter, THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 287 Jerry diverged to the right, intending to allow his companion to start the game, while he should lie in wait for it under the shelter of a bush. Unfortu- nately the game took the opposite direction when started, so that Jerry was thrown entirely out. As it chanced, however, this did not matter much, for Jerry's horse, becoming unmanageable, took to its heels and dashed away wildly over the plain, followed by Dikkop the Hottentot. "Mind the ant-bear holes 1" shouted Dikkop, but as he shouted in Dutch Jerry did not understand him, and devoted himself to vain endeavours to restrain the horse. At first the animal looked after itself and avoided the holes referred to, but as Jerry kept tugging furiously at the reins it became reckless, and finally put a fore-leg into a hole. Instantly it rolled over, and the hunter flew off its back, turning a complete somersault in the air. A low shrub grows in the karroo, called the ill- tempered thorn. It resembles a mass of miniature porcupine quills, an inch or two in length, planted as thickly as possible together, with the needle- points up and bristling. On one of these shrubs poor Jerry alighted ! " Oh ! 'eavens, this is hagony !" he groaned, jump- ing up and stamping, while Dikkop almost fell off his horse with laughing. To hide his mirth he bolted off in pursuit of 288 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. Jerry's charger, which he soon caught and brought back, looking supernaturally grave. ^ " "We will rejoin the 'unters, Dikkop," said Jerry, in the tone of a man who endeavours to conceal his sufferings. " Ja, Mynheer," said Dikkop. Whatever Jerry Goldboy might have said, that Hottentot would have replied " Ja, Mynheer," for he understood not a word of English. Jerry mounted with an ill-suppressed groan and rode bt^ck to the party, leaning very much forward in the saddle, while Dikkop followed, showing the white teeth in his dirty black visage from ear to ear. Rivers soon afterwards returned with a springbok behind him, but there was no appearance of Con- sidine or Hans. As, however, the latter was known to be an experienced traveller, no anxiety was felt for them, and the main party proceeded on its way. When night came they found that a well, on which they had counted, was dried up, and were therefore obliged to lie down without water. Several shots were fired after dark to guide the absent ones, but no reply was made. StUl, those in camp felt no anxiety, knowing that Hans was quite able to take care of himself. And so he was, truly, but he could not take care of a hot-headed youth who was as eager as Jerry in the chase, and much more daring. f THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 28d At first he and Considiue ran together after the springboks ; then Hans got near enough, dismounted, and shot one. While he was busy fastening the carcass on his horse, Considine continued to pursue the others ; going at full speed, he was soon far away on the horizon. Still Hans would have been able to see him if he had not got among some scattered , groups of mimosa-bushes, which were sufficiently large to conceal him. "When he remounted and looked around, his friend was not to be seen. He saw a few springboks, however, racing on the horizon in the direction in which Considine had galloped and concluded somewhat hastily that they were pursued by his friend. Away he went, therefore, but soon discovered that he was mistaken. He turned then, and rode quickly back, blaming him- self for not having followed the footprints of his friend's horse. This he now did, and at last came up with him, but at so late an hour, and at such a distance from the line of march, that a bivouac in the plain was inevitable. " Oh, Hans," he said, " I'm so glad you *ve found me I I had no idea that one could get so easily lost in an open plain." " You 've had enough experience too, one would think, to have remembered the vastnessof the karroo," said Hans, dismounting and making the fastenings of the springbok more secure. "A man soon Tr- 290 THE SETTLER AND THB SAVAGE. ' : ' t dwindles to the size of a crow in plains like this, when you gallop away from him. Men not accus- tomed to them misjudge distances and sizes in n wonderful way. I remember once being out hunt- ing with a fellow who mistook a waggon for a spring- bok I — But come, mount ; we must ride on to a better camping-place than this, and be content to sleep without blankets to-night." "I hope the camping-place is not far off, for I 'm parched with thirst," said Considine, mounting and following at a smart gallop. " I'm sorry for you," returned Hans, "for you'll see no water this night. To-morrow we'll start early and get to the waggons by breakfast-time." This was depressing news to Considine, for the heat of the day and exertions of the chase had, as he expressed it, almost dried him up. There was nothing for it, however, but patience. About sunset they came to a place where were some old deserted huts. In one of these they resolved to pass the night, though, from certain holes in the side, it was evidently used at times as an abode by beasts of prey. Having flint and steel, they made a fire, and while thus engaged were serenaded by the distant and dolorous howls of a hyena and the inharmonious jabberings of a jackal. " Pleasant company !" observed Considine as he roaatftd a steak over the fire. « I > '■■ • THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 291 . " Ja," replied Hans, who being a more expert cook w&a already busy with a rib. The melancholy hoot of an owl seemed to indicate that the animal kingdom agreed with the sentiment, and the young men laughed. They were not, how- ever, disposed to talk much. After a silent supper they lay down and slept soundly, quite oblivious of the prowlers of t] ^ night, who came, more than once, near to the door of the hut. It was late next day when they awoke. Hans likewise missed his way, and though he afterwards discovered his mistake, they found it impossible to regain the track of their companions before sunset. All that day they were compelled to travel without tasting a drop of water, and their poor horses became so fatigued as to be scarcely equal to more than a walking pace. As Hans knew that water was not far off, he pushed on after sunset, so as to have the shorter distance to travel to it in the morning. " It is very tantalising," he said, drawing rein when the darkness of the night rendered travelling almost impossiblfe, " to know that our friends can- not be far off, and yet be unable to reach them." " Hadn't we better fire a shDt ?" asked Consi- dine. " Not of much use, I fear, but there can be no harm in tiying." "t: 292 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. The shot was fired and was instantly replied to by a tremendous roar from a lion, apparently close to *^here they stood. No wood was near them to make a fire, nothing but tufts of grass; they there- fore pushed on towards a range of dark mountains as fast as their jaded steeds would go. " Halt a moment," said Hans in a low voice. They stopped and listened. The approach of the lion in rear was distinctly heard. " We cannot escape from him, Charlie," said Hans, as they again urged their horses onward, " and in the dark we cannot take aim at him. Our only chance is to reach yonder pass or glen that looms like a black cleft in the hills, and clamber up some precipice, whence we can pelt him with stones." He spoke in quick, earnest tones. They soon entered the gorge and were greeted by the grunt of a baboon and the squalling of its young ones, which helped to increase the savage aspect of the towering cliffs on either side. They had not proceeded far when the lion gave another tremendous roar, which, echoing from cliff to cliff, gave the luckless hunters the feeling of having got Into the very heart of a lion's den. No suitable place to scramble up being found, they pushed madly on over a track of sand and bushes, expecting every instant to see the monster bound upon them. But the defile was shorter than Hans had supposed. On issuing from 4^ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 1) 293 I \ it they were cheered by the moon rising bright in the east, and found that their enemy had ceased to follow them at that point. Still, though weary, and with their tongues cleaving to the roofs of their mouths, they continued their march for several hours, and lying down at last, they scarcely knew how or 'jrhere, they went to sleep with a prayer for protec- tion and deliverance on their parched lips. The weary wanderers passed that night in a very paradise, bathing in cool streams and slaking their thirst nearly, but never quite, to the full. There was always a peculiar desire to drink again, and, even then, to wish for more ! Heavenly music, too, sounded in their ears, and the sweet shade of green trees sheltered them. It was daybreak when they were roused from these delights by a hyena's howl, and awoke to find that they Vi^ere spefichless with" thirst, their eyes inflamed, and their whole frames burning. Saddling the 1 .orses at once they rode foi ward, and in a couple of hours rc^ached a hill near the top of which there was a projecting rock. "Don't let me raise your hopes too high," said Hans, pointing to the rock, " but it is just possible that we may find water there.'* " God grant it !" said Considine. "Your horse is fresher than mine," said Hans, " and you are lighter than I am — go first. If fp 294 THE SETTLER AND TflE SAVAGE. there is water, hail me — if not, I will wait your return." With a nod of assent the youth pushed forward, gained the rock, and found the place, where water had once been, a dry hole ! '- For a few minutes he stood gazing languidly on the plain beyond the ridge. Despair had almost taken possession of his breast, when his eye suddenly brightened. He observed objects moving far away on the plain. With Jjated breath he stooped and shaded his eyes with his hand. Yes, there could be no doubt about it — a party of horsemen and bullock- waggons ! He tried to cheer, but his dry throat refused to act. Turning quickly, he began to descend the hillside, and chanced to cough as he went along. Instantly he was surrounded by almost a hundred baboons, some of gigantic size, which came fearlessly towards him. They grunted, grinned, and sprang from stone to stone, protruding their mouths and drawing back the skin of their foreheads, threatening an instant attack. Considine's gun was loaded, but he had lived long enough in those regions to be fully aware of the danger of wounding one of these creatures in such circumstances. Had he done so he would probably have been torn to pieces in five minutes. He therefore kept them off with the muzzle of his gun as he continued the descent. Some of them came so near as to touch his hat while i, THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 295 ! <<^ passing projecting rocks. At last he reached the plain, where the baboons stopped and appeared to hold a noisy council as to whether they should make a great assault or not. He turned and levelled his gun. " Come," thought he at that moment, " don't do it, Charlie. You have escaped. Be thankful, and leave the poor brutes alone." Obeying the orders of his conscience, he re- shouldered his gun and returned to his friend, whom he found reclining under a low bush, and informed him of what he had seen. The young Dutchman jumped up at once, and, mounting, rode round a spur of the hill and out upon the plain. In an hour they had overtaken their comrades, but great was their dismay on finding that they had long ago con- sumed every drop of water, and that they were suffering from thirst quite as much as themselves. "Never mind," said Lucas Van Dyk; "let me comfort you with the assurance that we shall certainly reach water in a few hours." The hunter was right. Some hours before sun- set the oxen and horses quickened their pace of their own accord — sure sign that they had scented water from afar. Shortly after, they came in sight of a stream. The excitement of all increased as they pushed foi vard. They broke into a wild run on nearing the stream ; and then followed a scene - I 296 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. which is almost indescribable. The oxen were cast loose, the riders leaped to the ground, and the whole party, men, oxen, and horses, ran in a promiscuous heap into the water. » " Wow, man, Jerry, hae a care ; ee '11 be squizzen atween the beasts," said Sandy Black, as the active Jerry passed him in the race. The Scot's warning was not without reason, for next moment Jerry was up to the knees in the stream between two oxen, who, closing on each other, almost iburst him. Easing off, they let him drop on hands and knees, and he remained in that position drinking thankfully. The whole place was quickly stirred up into a muddy compound like pea-soup, but neither man nor beast was particular. They struggled forward and, fell on their knees — not in- appropriately — to drink. One man was pushed down by an ox, but seemed pleased with the refreshing cool- ness of his position, and remained where he was drinking. Another in his haste tumbled over the edge of the bank and rolled down, preceded by an impatient horse, which had tripped over him. Both gathered themselves up, somehow, with their lips in the water, — and drank ! Young Eivers, hap- pening to gain the stream at a poii^t where oxen and horses were wedged together tightly, tried to force in between them, but, failing in this, he stooped to crawl in below them. At that moment Slinger the. THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE, 297 "Tottie" gave a yell in Dutch, and said that a horse was trampling on him ; whom Dikkop consoled by saying that he was fast in the mud — and so he was, but not too fast to prevent drinking. Meanwhile the Dutchmen and the knowing ones of the party rest^ ined themselves and sought for better positions here the water was clearer. There they, likewise, bent their tall heads and suggested — though they did not sing — ^the couplet : — "Oh that a Dutchman's draught might be As deep as the ro-o-o-ling Zuyder-Zee !" The limit of drinking was capacity. Each m^an and beast drank as much as he, or it, could hold, and then unwillingly left the stream, covered with mud and dripping wet ! Oh, it was a delicious refresh- ment, which some thought fully repaid them for the toil and suffering they had previously undergone. The aspect of the whole band may be described in the language of Sandy Black, who, beholding his friends after the fray, remarked that they were all "dirty and drookit." V :, wm am ■■«■« 298 THE SETTLER AND THE 8AVA0R CHAPTER XXI. N,. TREATS OF MATTKBS TOO NUMBROUS AND STIRRING TO BE BRIKFLl RUFERRED TO. Soon* after this the explorers passed beyond the level country, and their sufferings were for the time relieved. The region through which they then passed was varied — hilly, wooded, and beautiful, and, to crown all, water was plentiful. Large game was also abundant, and one day the footprints of ele- phants were discovered. To some of the party that day was one of deepest interest and excitement. Charlie Considine, who was, as we have said, an adept with the pencil, longed to sit down and sketch the lordly elephant in his native haunts. Andrew Eivers and Jerry Goldboy wanted to shoot him, so did Oporge Rennie and the Mullers and Lucas Van 1" 1 More moderate souls, like Sandy Black, said ihi5;y ..ouVl be satisfied merely to see him, while Siinger uod Dikkop, with their brethren, declared that they wanted to eat him THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 299 At last they camo in sight of him! It was a little after mid-day. They were traversing at the time a jungle so dense that it would have been im- passable but for a Kafir-path which had been kept open by wild animals. The hunters had already seen herds of quaggas, and buffaloes, and some of the larger sorts of antelopes, also one rhinoceros, but not yet elephants. Now, to their joy, the giant tracks of these monsters were discovered. Near the river, in swampy places, it was evident that some of them had been rolling luxuriously in the ooze and mud. But it was in the forests and jungles that they had left the most striking marks of their habits and mighty power, for there thorny brakes of the most impenetrable character had been trodden flat by them, and trees had been overturned. In traversing such places the great buU-elephant always marches in the van, bursting through everytljing by sheer force and weight, breaking off huge limbs of the larger trees with his proboscis when these obstruct his path, and overturning the smaller ones bodily, while the females and younger members of the family follow in his wake. A little further on they came to a piece of open ground where the elephants had torn up a number of mimosa-trees and inverted them so that they might the more easily browse on the juicy roots. It was evident from appearances that the animals had used iip ^ 300 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. their tusks as crowbars, inserting them under the roots to loosen their hold of the earth, and it was equally clear that, like other and higher creatures, they sometimes attempted what was beyond their strength, for some of the larger trees had resisted their utmost efforts. As these signs multiplied the hunters proceeded with increased vigilance and caution, each exhibit- ing the peculiarity of his character, more or less, by his look and actions. The MuUers, Van Dyk, Rennie, ' Hans, and other experienced men, rode along, calmly watchful, yet not so much absorbed a.s to prevent a humorous glance and a smile at the conduct of their less experienced comrades. Con- sidine and Rivers showed that their spirits were deeply stirred, by the flash of their ever-roving eyes, the tight compression of their lips, the flush on their brows, and the position of readiness in which they carried their guns — elephant-guns, by the way, lent them by their Dutch friends for the occasion. Sandy Black rode with a cool, sober, sedate air, look- ing interested and attentive, but with that peculiar twinkle of the eyes and slightly sarcastic droop at the corners of the mouth which is often characteris- tic of the sceptical Scotsman. On the other hand, Jerry Goldboy went along blazing with excitement, while every now and then he uttered a suppressed exclamation, and clapped the blunderbuss to his THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 301 ghoulder when anything moved, or seemed to move, in the jungle. Jerry had flatly refused to exchange his artilleiy for any other weapon, and having learned that small shot was useless against elephants, he had charged it with five or six large pebbles — such as David might have used in the slaying of Goliath. Mixed with these was a sprinkling of large nails, and one or two odd buttons. He was a source of constant and justifiable alarm to his friends, who usually compelled him either to ride in front, with the blunderbuss pointing forward, or in the rear, with its muzzle pointing backward. " There go your friends at last, Jerry," said Van Dyk, curling his black moustache, with a smile, as the party emerged from a woody defile into a wide valley. . ' " What ? where ? eh ! in which direction ? point 'em out quick !" cried Jerry, cocking the blunderbuss violently and wheeling his steed round with such force that his haunch hit Sandy Black's leg pretty severely. " Hoot, ye loupin' eedyit !" growled the Scot, some- what nettled. Jerry subdued himself with a violent effort, while the experienced hunters pointed out the elephants, and consulted as to the best plan of procedure. There were fifty at least of the magnificent animals \. 302 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. scattered in groups over the bottom and sides of a valley about three miles in extent ; some were brows- ing on the succulent spekboom, of which they are very fond. Others were digging up and feeding among the young mimosa-thorns and evergreens. The place where the hunters stood was not suitable for an attack. It was therefore resolved to move round to a better position. As they advanced some of the groups of elephants came more distinctly into view, but they seemed either not to observe or to disregard the intruders. "Why not go at 'em at once?" asked young Rivers in an impatient whisper. " Because we don't want to be killed," was the laconic reply from Diederik Muller. " Don't you see," explained Van Dyk, with one of his quiet smiles, "that the ground where the nearest fellows stand is not suitable for horsemen ? " "Well, I don't see exactly, but I'll take your word for it." While they were speaking, and riding through a meadow thickly studded over with clumps of tall evergreens, Considine observed something moving over the top of a bush close ahead of him. " Look out there !" he exclaimed, but those in advance had already turned the corner of a bush, and found themselves within a hundred paces of a huge male elephant. ^ ', THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 303 Jerry at once pointed the blunderbuss and shut his eyes, and would infallibly have pulled the trigger, if Sandy Black, who had in some measure become his keeper, had not seized his wrist and wrenched the weapon from his grasp. "Man, ye '11 be the death o* somebody yet," he said in a low stern tone. Jerry at once became penitent, and on giving a solemn promise that he would not fire till he obtained permission, received his weapon back. " Een groot gruwzaam karl," whispered one of the Hottentots, in broken Dutch. " My certie, but he w a great gruesome carl !" said Black, echoing in Scotch the Dutchman's expression as he gazed in admiration. " He 's fourteen feet high if he 's an inch," observed George Eennie. The scent and hearing of the elephant are both keen, but his sight is not very good. As the wind chanced to blow from him to the hunters he had not perceived them. This was fortunate, for it •would have been highly dangerous to have attacked him in such ground. They wheeled round therefore and galloped away towards some scattered rocks, whence they could better approach him on foot. Dismounting, the leaders formed a hasty plan of operations, and immediately proceeded to put it in execution. 304 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. It may liave been that their explanation of the plan was not lucid, or that Jerry Goldboy's head was not clear, but certain it is that after having been carefully told what to do, he dashed into the jungle after Sandy Black and did what seemed right in his own eyes. Black kept close to the heels of Hans Marais, and so did Considine, but Jerry soon began to pant with excitement ; then he stumbled and fell. Before re- covering himself from a " wait-a-bit " thorn he had been left out of sight behind. He pushed valiantly on however and came to a small open plain, where he looked anxiously round, but his comrades were nowhere to be seen. Just then a shot was fired, it was followed quickly by another, and then was heard, above the shouting of excited Hottentots, the shrill screaming of wounded and enraged elephants. Jerry heard the tremendous sounds for the first time, and quaked in his spinal marrow. ' Observing the smoke of a shot on the opposite side of the little plain, he proceede^i to cross over hastily, but had barely gained the middle of the open space when the shrill screams were repeated with redoubled fury. At the same time Jerry heard cries of warning, coupled with his own name. He looked right and left in alarm, not knowing where the threatened danger was likely to come from. He was not kept long in suspense. THE SKTTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 305 1 Behind him he heard the .^lackling and crashing of branches caused by elephants bursting through the wood. Then a large female with three young, but by no means small, ones issued from the edge of the jungle and made straight at the unfortunate man. Jcriy turned and ran, but he had no chance; the elephants gained on him so fast that he felt, with an awful sickening of the heart, it was not possible to reach the rocky ground beyond the meadow, where he might have been safe. With the courage of de- spair he faced about and fired straight in the face of the old female, which ran him down with a shriek of indignation. She had only one tusk, but with that she made a prod at Jerry that would have quickly ended his days if it had not missed the mark and gone deep into the ground. She then caught him by the middle with her trunk, threw him between her fore-feet, and attempted to tread .lim to death. This she certainly would have accom- plished, but that Jerry was remarkably agile and very small ; the ground being soft and muddy was also in his favour. Once she set her foot on his chest, and he felfc the bones bending. Of course had the creature's full weight pressed it, Jerry would have been cracked like a walnut, but the monster's foot was rounded and wet, and the poor man making a desperate wrench, it slipped into the mud ; then she trod on his arm, and squeezed it into the ground • ? ^M| 306 THE bETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. / I without snapping the bone. Thus stamping and wriggling for a few seconds, the two fought on for vengeance and for life, while George Kennie, Hans, and the two MuUers ran to the rescue and fired a volley. This caused the animal to wince and look up. Jerry, taking advantage of the pause, jumped up and dived out from below her between her hind- le£'") — alighting on his head and turning a complete somersault. He regained his feet just as she turned round again to seize him. At that critical moment Lucas Van Dyk put a ball in her head, and Consi- dine sent another into the root of her trunk, which induced her to turn and join her screaming offspring in the bushes.. ', • The hunters pursued, while Jerry, covered with mud and bru:"ses, and scarcely able to run, made off in the opposite direction. He had scarcely reached the shelter of some broken ground, when the enor- mous male elephant which had been previously en- countered, came running past, either to the rescue of its mate, or flying in alarm at the firing. It caught one of the Hottentots who had loitered in rear of the attacking party, carried him some dis- tance in its trunk, and then, throwing him on the ground, brought its four feet together and trod and stamped on him for a considerable time. The un- fortunate man was killed instantly. It left the corpse for a little, and then returned to it, as if to make THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 307 quite sure of its deadly work, and, kneeling down, crushed and kneaded the body with its fore-legs. Then seizing it again with its trunk, carried it off and threw it into the jungle. >, " This delay on the elephant's part gave the hunters time to return from the destruction of the female, and with several successful shots to kill the male. "'Tis a heavy price to pay for our sport," said Considine sadly, as he stood with his companions gazing on the body of the Hottentot, which was trodden into a shapeless mass. " Hunters don't go out for mere sport" said Lucas Van Dyk, " they do it in the way of business — for ivory and hides. Of course they must take the chances of a risky trade." > . ; This sad incident naturally cast a gloom over the party, and they remained there only long enough to cut out the tusks of the male elephant and stow them away with choice parfn of the meat in their waggon. After quitting the Tc/Viey they fell in with the party under John Sky^' h\A Frank Dobson, and 1*^'' by Stephen Orpin. They were much surprised to find with these their friends Kenneth M'Taviih and Groot Wiliem, who soon accounted for tt.eir unexpected appearance. They had been 8te.wlily tracing the spoor of poor Junkie, iljcd ios'. and refound it several times and, durir,^ Jliei-: pursuit, 308 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. had crossed the waggon-tracks of Skyd and his party, whom they followed up, in the faint hope that they might have heard or seen something to guide them in their search. In this they were disappointed. After a brief council of war it was resolved to join their forces and continue the search after Junkie. * . Proceeding on their way, they fell in with a wounded Kafir. He lay dying under a bush, and mad^ no attempt to escape, although he evidently regarded the white men as enemies. Having been reassured on this point, and comforted with a piece of tobacco, he told them that his village had been attacked by the Fetcani and completely destroyed, with all the women and children — only a few of the wounded warriors like himself having escaped, to perish in the j ungle. The Fetcani he d escribed as the most ferocious warriors ever seen. They did not use the ordinary assagai or throwing spear, but a short stabbing one, and invariably closed at once with their foes with irresistible impetuosity. On being questioned about prisoners, and reference bBing made to white men's children, he said that he had heard of a white boy who was brought to a village a day's march or more from where they then were, but added that, the Fetcani hordes had gone off to destroy that village just after destroying his THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 309 'I I own, and that he had no doabt it was by that time reduced to ashes and all its inhabitants slain. On hearing this, and learning the direction of the village in question, the hunters went off at full gallop, leaving the waggons to follow their spoor. * It was nearly sunset when they came to an eminence beyond which lay the Kafir town of which they were in search. The first 'glance showed that something unusual was going on in it — at the same time it relieved their fears to observe that it was rot y^.t destroyed. The mud hovels, like huge bee- hi^res, in which the Kafirs dwelt, were not yet burnt, an 1 the only smoke visible was that which rose from cooking fires. But it was quite plain that the people, who in the distance seemed to swarm in and about the place like black ants, were in wild excitf/;. Tit. "INo d' wibt they've heard that the Fetcani are Cf»iu:rg * aaid Groot Willem, riding to the highest point "x i;lie ridge on which they stood. " The place seems pretty strong. I think we might do worse than go lend the niggers a helping hand till we 've mad3 inquiries about the lad." I.ucas Van Dyk echoed this sentiment, and so did Stephen Orpin, but there were others who thought it bcjt to let Mie niggers fight their own battles. " ^S'eV trieiids," said Kenneth M'Tavish, "you may Jiold what opinion you like on that point, but my 310 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. business just now is to go into that town and see if I can find Junkie Brook. The sooner I do so the better, so let those who choose follow me." He rode off at a brisk trot, and was followed by the whole party. On reaching the town they halted, and the principal chief, Eno, came out to meet them. One' of the Hottentots f^.\r\ the number of about twenty thou- sand, and they hovered about during the engagement admiringly, though without rendering assistance. But when the enemy were routed and in confused retreat, they fell upon them, and, despite the remon- strances of the white men, committed the most appalling atrocities, mutilating the dead, and cutting off the arms and legs of the living, in order the more easily to obtain their brass rings and ornaments. This warlike episode did not, however, affect the general condition of the frontier. The settlers, having overcome the misfortunes of the first years, began to prosper and multiply, troubled a good deal, no doubt, by the thievish propensities of their ungrateful black neighbours, but on the whole eiijoying the fruit of their labours in comparative pef.\ce for several vears. 318 THE SETTLER AND TUE SAVAGE. CHAPTER XXII. TELLfi OF OAHK AMD THRfiATENINQ CLOUDS, AND WAR. The exigencies of our somewhat acrobatic tale requite, at this point, that we should make a consid- erable bound. We shall beg the obliging reader to leap /ith us into the year 1834. Hans Marais, moustached, bearded, bronzed, and in the prime of life, sits at the door of a cottage recently built close to that of his father. Beside him sits his wife — formerly Miss Gertrude Brook, and n )w as sweet and pretty a young woman as you would find in a month's ride through a country where sweet pretty women were, and still are, very numerous in proportion to the population. Whether it was that Hans was timid, or Gertie shy, we cannot tell, but somehow it is only three months since they began their united carper, and Han considers himself to have married rather " late in life." Gertie, being now twenty-six, begins to think herself quite an old woman. It is evident, however, that this ancient couple wear well, and are THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. II 319 sufficiently happy — if we may presume to judge from appearances. "Gertie," said Hans, patting the fingers which handed him his big Dutch pipe, "I fear that my father is determined to go." " Do you think so V said Gertie, while a sad expression chased the sunshine from her face. " Yes, he says he cannot stand the treatment we Cape-Dutchmen receive from the British Govern- ment, and that he means to give up his irm, take his waggons and goods and treck away to the north, with the friends who are already preparing to go, in search of free lands in the wilderness where the Union Jack does not fly." " I must be very stupid, Hans," returned his wife, with a deprecating smile, " for although I *ve heard your father discussing these matters a good deal of late, I cannot quite understand them. Of course I see well enough that those men who approve of slavery must feel very much aggrieved by the abolition, but your father, like yourself and many others, is not one of these — what then does he complain of ?" " Of a great deal, Gertie," replied Hans, with an amused glance at her perplexed face, " and not only in connection with slavery, but other things. It would take hours of talk to tell you all." " But can't you give me some sort of idea of these things in a few words V rs^ rss 320 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. "Yes; at least I'll try," said Hans. "I need scarcely tell you that there has been a sort of ill- will in the Cape-Dutch mind against the British Government — more's the pity — ever since the colony passed into the possession of England, owing partly to their not understanding each other, partly to incompetent and tyrannical Governors pursuing unwise policy, partly to unprincipled or stupid men misrepresenting the truth in England, and partly to the people of England being too ready to swallow whatever they are told." " What I is all the fault on the side of the English ?" interrupted Gertie, with a laugh. " Hear me out, wife," returned Hans — " partly owing to foolish Dutchmen rebelling against authority, and taking the law into their own hands, and partly to rascally Dutchmen doing deeds worthy of execra- tion. Evil deeds are saddled on wrong shoulders, motives are misunderstood, actions are exaggerated, judges both here and in England are sometimes in- competent, prejudice and ignorance prevent veils from being removed, and six thousand miles of ocean, to say nothing of six hundred miles of land, inter- vene to complicate the confusion surrounding right or wrong." "Dear me! what an incomprehensible state of things !" said Gertie, opening her blue eyes very wide. r THE SETTLEE AND THE SAVAGE. 321 ■ " Rather," returned HaiiS, with a smile ; " and yet there are sensible Englishmen and sensible Cape- Dutchmen who are pretty well agreed as to the true merits of the questions that trouble us. There is the abolition of slavery, for instance : many on both sides are convinced as to the propriety of that, but nearly all are agreed in condemning the way in which it is being gone about, believing that 'the conse- quences to many of the slaveholders will be ruinous But it is useless to go into such matters now, Gertie. Right or wrong, many of the Dutch farmers arr talking seriously of going out of the colony, and my father, I grieve to say, is among the number." " And you, Hans r " I will remain on the old homestead — at least for a time. If things improve we may induce father to return ; if not, I will follow him into the wilder- ness. " And what of Considine ?" asked Gertie. "He remains to help me to manage the farm. There is no chance for him in the present ex- asperated state of my father's mind. He unhappily extends his indignation against England to English- men, and vows that my sister Bertha shall never wed Charlie Considine." " Is he likely to continue in that mind V "I think so." " Then there is indeed no chance for poor Charlie," mm 322 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. was the rejoinder, "for Bertha Marais will never marry in direct opposition to her father's wishes. Heigho ! 'tis the old story about the course of true love." - . , "He may change — ^he will change his mind, I think," said Hans, "but in the meantime he will go off into the wilderness, carrying Bertha along with him. I would have gone with him myself without hesitation, had it not been that I cannot bear to think of tearing you away just yet from the old people, and I may perhaps do some good here in the way of saving the old home." Hans looked round with a somewhat mournful gaze at the home of his childhood, which bore evidences of the preparations that were being made by Conrad Marais to leave it. That evening a large party of disaffected boers arrived at the homestead of Conrad Marais, with waggons, wives, children, goods, and arms, on their way to the far north. Some of these men were sterling fellows, good husbands and fathers and masters, but with fiery independent spirits, which could not brook the restraints laid on them by a Government that had too frequently aroused their contempt or indignation. Others were cruel, selfish savages who scorned the idea that a man might not " wallop his own nigger," and were more than half pleased that the abolition of slavery and its conse- V THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 323 quences gave them a sort of reason for throwing off allegiance to the British Crown and forsaking their homes in disgust ; and some there were who would have been willing to remain and suffer, but could not bear the idea of being left behind by their kindred. Next morning Conrad completed the loading of his waggons, placed his wife and children — there was still a baby ! — in them, mounted his horse with the sons who yet remained with him, and bade farewell to the old home on the karroo. He was followed by a long train of his compatriots' waggons. They all crossed the frontier into Kafirland and thenceforth deemed themselves free ! This was the first droppings of a shower — the first leak of a torrent — the first outbreak of that great exodus of the Dutch-African boers which was destined in the future to work a mighty change in the South African colony. Hans and Gertie accompanied the party for several hours on their journey, and then, bidding them God-speed, returned to their deserted home. But now a cloud was lowering over the land which had been imperceptibly, though surely, gather- ing on the horizon for years past. We have said that hitherto the colony, despite many provocations, thefts, and occasional murders, had lived in a state of peace with the Kafirs — the only time that they took up arms for a brief space being fl9p" B 524 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. in their defence, at Hintza's request, against the Fetcani. Latterly, we have also observed, the British settlers had toiled hard and prospered. The com- forts of life they had in abundance. Trade began to be developed, and missions were established in Kafir- laud. Among other things, the freedom of the press had been granted them after a hard struggle ! The first Cape newspaper, the South African Commercial Advertiser, edited by Pringle the poet and Fairbairn, wafe published in 1824, and the Grahamstown Journal, the first Eastern Province newspaper, was issued by Mr. Godlonton in 1 83 1 . Schools were also established. Wool-growing began to assume an importance which was a premonition of the future staple of the Eastern Provinces. Savings-banks were established, and in short everything gave promise of the colony — both east and west — becoming a vigorous, as it was obviously a healthy, chip of the old block. But amongst all this wheat there had been spring- ing up tares. "With the growing prosperity there were growing evils. A generous and well-meant effort on the part of Christians and philanthropists to give full freedom and rights to the Hottentots resulted to a large extent in vagabondism, with its concomitant robbery. The Kafirs, emboldened by the weak, and exasperated by the incomprehensible, policy of the Colonial Government at that time, not THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 325 only crossed the border to aid the Hottentot thieves in their work, and carry off sheep and cattle by the hundred, but secretly prepared for war. Behind the scenes were the paramount chief Hintza, the chief Macomo, and others. The first, forgetting the deliver- ance wrought for him by the settlers and British troops in 1828, secretly stirred up the Kafirs, whilst the second, brooding over supposed wrongs, fanned the flame of discontent raised among the Hottentots by the proposal of a Vagrancy Act. "When all is ready for war it takes but a spark to kindle the torch. The Kafirs were ready; the British, however, were not. The settlers had been peacefully following their vocations, many of the troops which ought to have been there to guard them had been unwisely withdrawn, and only a few hundred men remained in scattered groups along the frontier. The armed Hottentots of the Kat River — sent there as a defence — became a point of weakness, and required the presence of a small force to over- awe them and prevent their joining the Kafirs. At last the electric spark went forth. A farmer (NeU) was robbed of seven horses, which were traced to the kraal of a chief on the neutral territory. Restoration was refused. A military patrol was sent to enforce .restitution. Opposition was offered, and the officer in command wounded with an assagai. Hintza began to iU-treat and plunder British traders who were np 326 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. residing in his territory under his pledged protection, and at length a trader named Purcell was murdered near the chiefs kraal and his store robbed. Then Macomo began hostilities by robbing and murdering some farmers on the lower part of the Kat Eiver, and two days afterwards the Kafir hordes, variously estimated at from eight to fifteen thousand men, burst across the whole frontier, wrapped the eastern colony in the smoke and flames of burning hoipesteads, scattered the unprepared settlers, de- molished the works of fourteen years* labour, pene- trated to within twenty miles of Algoa Bay, and drove thousands of sheep and cattle back in triumph to Kafirland. diMMilAtt. THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 327 CHAPTER XXIII. WAR. It was at this juncture — the Christmas-tide of 1834, and the summer-time in South Africa — that a merry party was assembled under the shade of umbrageous trees that crowned a little knoll from which could be seen the blue smoke curling from a prosperous-looking homestead in the vale below. It was a party of settlers enjoying their Christmas festivities in the open air. Hans Marais and Charlie Considine were among them, but, feeling less inclined than was their wont to join in the hilarity of the young folks, they had sauntered into the shrubbery and conversed sadly about the departure of Conrad Marais and his family, and of the unsettled state of the frontier at that time. While they talked, an armed band of savages had crept past them unperceived, and advanced stealthily towards the party of revellers on the knoll. Coming suddenly across the tracks of these savages, Hans cast an anxious look at his companion, and said quickly— 328 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. " Look here, Charlie — the spoor of Kafirs ! Let's go-" The sentence ■ was cut short by a wild war-cry, which was immediately followed by shouts of men and screams of women. Turning without another word, the two friends ran back to the kuoll at full speed, drawing their hunting-knives, which were the only weapons they happened to carry at the time. * On reaching the knoll a fearful scene presented itself. The Kafirs had already killed every man of the party — having come on them unawares and thrown their assagais with fatal precision from^the bushes. They were completing the work of death with shouts and yells of fierce delight. Not a woman was to be seen. They had either been dragged into the bushes and slain, or had sought refuge in flight. With a mighty shout of rage Hans and Considine dashed into the midst of the murderers, and two instantly fell, stabbed to the heart. Seizing the assagais of these, they rushed through the midst of their foes, and, as if animated by one mind, made for the homestead below. To reach the stables and get possession of their horses and rifles was their object. The savages, of whom there were about thirty, were so taken aback by the suddenness and success of this onset, that for a few seconds they did not THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 329 pursue. Then, probably guessing the object of the fugitives, they uttered a furious yell and followed them down the hill. But Hans and Considine were active as well as strong. They kept weU ahead, gained the principal house, and secured their rifles. Then, instead of barricading the doors and defending themselves, they ran out again and shot the two Kafirs who first came up. ^ Well did the savages know the deadly nature of the white man's rifle, although at that time they had not themselves become possessed of it. When their comrades fell, and the two white men were seen to kneel and take deliberate aim at those who followed, the whole party scattered right and left and took refuge in the bush. ' . But the friends did not fire. These were not the days of breech-loaders. Prudently reserving their fire, they made a rush towards the stables, " saddled up " in a few seconds, and, mounting, rode forth at a gallop straight back to the blood-stained hillock. To rescue, if possible, some of the females was their object. Eegardless of several assagais that whizzed close to them, they galloped hither and thither among the bushes, but without success. " Let 's try yonder hollow," cried Considine, point- ing as he spoke. The words had scarce left his lips when a host of some hundreds of Kafirs, with the shields, assagais. 330 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGIT. and feathers of savage warriors, burst out of the hollow referred, to. They had probably been at- tracted by the two shots, and instantly rushed towards the white men. Hans Marais dismounted, kneeled to take steadier aim, fired, and shot the foremost warrior. Then, springing on his steed at a bound, he galloped away, loading as he went, and closely followed by his friend. Having reloaded, Hans pulled up and again leapt to the ground. This time Considine, appreciating his plan', followed his example, and both were about to kneel and fire when they perceived by a burst of smoke and flame that the farm-buildings had been set on fire. In a straight line beyond, two other columns of dense smoke indicated the position of two neigh- bouring farms, and a third column, away to the right, and further removed from the line of the frontier, suddenly conveyed to the mind of Hans the fact that a general rising of the Kafirs had taken place. Instead of firing, he rose and remounted, exclaiming — " Home, Charlie — home ! " At the moment a shout w:^s heard in another direction. Turning roimd, they observed a body of a dozen or so of mounted Kafirs making straight towards them. To have killed two or four of these would have been easy enough to first-rate shots THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 331 armed with double-barrels, but they knew that those unhurt would continue the chase. ' They therefore turned and fled in the direction of their own home. Their steeds were good and fresh, but their pursuers were evidently well mounted, for they did not seem to lose ground. In the kitchen of Conrad Marais's homestead Gertie stood that day, busily employed in the con- struction of a plum-pudding, with which she meant to regale Hans and Charlie on their return. And very pretty and happy did Gertie look, with her white apron and her dark hair looped up in careless braids, and her face flushed with exertion, and her pretty round arms bared to tlie dimpled elbows and scarcely capable of being rendered whiter by the flour with which they were covered. A young Hottentot Venus of indescribable ugli- ness assisted in retarding her. "The master will be here soon," said Gertie, wiping the flour and pieces of dough off her hands ; " we must be quick. Is the pot ready V Venus responded with a " Ja," and a grin which displayed a splendid casket of pearls. Just then the clatter of hoofs was heard. "Why, here they come already, and in such a hurry too !" said Gertie in surprise, untying her apron hastily. Before the apron was untied, however, Hans had 332 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. V\ pulled up at the door and shouted " Gertie !" in a voice so tremendous that his wife turned pale and can quickly to the door. "Oh, Hans! what— " " Come, darling, quick !" There was no time for more. Hans held out his hand. Gertie took it mechanically. "Your foot on my toe. Quick!" \ Gertie did as she was bid, and felt herself swung to the saddle in front of her husband, who held her in his strong right arm, while in the grasp of his huge left hand he held the reins and an assagai. . Poor Gertie had time, in that brief moment, to note that Charlie Considine sat motionless on his panting horse, gazing sternly towards the karroo, and that a cloud of dust was sweeping over the plain towards them. She guessed too surely what it was, but said not a word, while her husband leaped his horse through a gap in the garden wall in order to reach the road by a short cut. Double-weighted thus, the horse did not run so well as before. Con sidine was frequently obliged to check his pace and look back. The stem frown on the Dutchman's brow had now mingled with it a slightly troubled look. " Go on. I '11 follow immediately," said Considine as he reined in. THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 333 " Don't be foolhardy," cried Hans, with an anxious look as he shot past. Without replying, Considine dismounted, knelt on a slight eminence on the plain, and deliberately pre- pared to fire. The pursuing savages observed the act, and when within about six or seven hundred yards began to draw rein. Charlie Considine knew his rifle well; although not sighted for such a range, it was capable of carry- ing the distance when sufficiently elevated, and practice had accustomed him to long-range shots. He aimed a little above the head of the foremost rider, fired, and killed his horse. With the second barrel he wounded one of the Kafirs. At the same moment he observed that his late home was wrapped in flames, and that the cattle and sheep of Conrad' Marais, which had been left in charge of Hans, were being driven off by the savages towards the mountains. This was enough. Eemounting, Charlie followed his friend, and was rejoiced to find on looking back that tb*^ Kafirs had ceased their pursuit. "Strange," he said on overtaking Hans, "that they should have given in so easily." " it is not fear that influences them," returned his friend, with deeply knitted brows; "the reptiles know there is a pass before us, and they will surely *. TO ' mi 334 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. I try to cut us off. They know all the short cutw better than I do. Push on !" Urging their horses to their utmost speed, the fugitives soon approached a more broken country, and skirted the mountain range through which the pass referred to by Hans led into level ground beyond. It was a narrow track through jungle, which was dense in some places, open in others. They were soon in it, riding furiously. At one of the open spaces they caught a glimpse of a mounted Kafir making towards a part of the pass in advance of them. Hans pulled up at once, and looked eagerly, anxiously round, while he pressed the light form of Gertie tighter to his breast. "We mupt fight here, Charlie," he said, as he made for a little mound which was crowned with a few bushes. " if you and I were alone we might risk forcing a passago, but — Come; they observe our intention." , A few bounds placed them on the top of the mound, where they took shelter among the bushes. These were scarcely thick enough to cover the horses, but among them was found a hole or crevice into which Hans told his wife to creep. She had barely found refuge in this place, when several assagais whizzed over their heads. Sheltering themselves behind stones, Hans and Considine looked eagerly in the direction whence the assagais had been thrown, THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 335 and the former observed the ears of a horse just appearing over a bush. He fired at the spot where he conjectured the rider must be, and a yell told that he had not missed his mark. At the same moment his companion observed part of a Kafir's form opposite to him, and, firing, brought him to the ground. Seeing this the other savages made a rush at the mound, supposing probably that both guns were empty. They had either forgotten about or were ignorant of double-barrelled weapons. Two more shots killed the two leading Kafirs, and the rest turned to fly, but a gigantic fellow shouted to them fiercely to come on, and at the same moment leaped on Charlie Considine with such force that, although the latter struck him heavily with the butt of his rifle, he was borne to the ground. The triumph however was momentary. Next instant Hans Marais seized him, stabbed him in the throat, and hurled him back among his comrades a lifeless corpse. Charlie, recovering himself, pointed his unloaded gun at the savages, who recoiled, turned, and fled back to the cover of the opposite bush. " Now is our time," said Hans, dragging his wife from the place of shelter. " Mount and make a dash before they recover." While speaking Hans was acting. In another moment Gertie was in her old place, Considine in the saddle, and the two men made a bold push for life. ■ mffofm w^ 336 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. It turned out as the Dutchman had conjectured. The Kafirs had left all parts of the surrounding jungle to join in the assault on the mound, and when the fugitives made a dash through them, only a few had presence of mind to throw their assagais, and these missed their mark. A few bounds carried Hans and Charlie once more in advance of their enemies, but the clatter of hoofs immediately after- wards told that they were hotly pursued. There is no saying how the chase might have ended, if they had not met with a piece of good fortune immediately afterwards. On emerging from the other end of the pass, they almost ran into a small patrol of Cape Mounted Eifles, who, attracted by the shots and cries in the pass, were galloping to the rescue. They did not halt to ask questions, but, with a hearty cheer and a friendly wave of the hand from the officer in command, dashed into the pass and met the pursuing savages in the very teeth. Of course the latter turned and fled, leaving, how- ever, several of their comrades dead on the ground. During this early period of the war the whole defending force of the frontier consisted of only between seven and eight hundred men, composed of Cape Mounted Rifles and the 75th regiment, with a few of the Artillery and Engineers, and these had to be broken up into numerous small companies, i 1 I THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. li 337 who were sent here and there where succour was most needed. With this little patrol, Hans, Gertie, and Con- sidine bivouacked that night, and, travelling with them, soon afterwards reached Grahamstown. The sight of the country as they approached was a sad one. From all quarters, men, women, children, vehicles, horses, cattle, and sheep, were crowding into the town as a place of refuge. At first the settlers nearest the eastern frontier, taken by sur- prise, fled to temporary rallying-points. These, however, had to be abandoned for stronger places of refuge. On entering the town they found that the greatest confusion and excitement prevailed. The church had been set apart as an asylum for the women and children, who had to put up, however, with the undesirable accompaniments of fire-arms and gunpowder. Public meetings were being held ; picquets of armed citizens were being despatched to watch the main roads. All the houses were thronged to suflfocation with refugees — white, brown, and black. The streets, squares, yards, gardens, and other vacant places were crowded by night, and the surrounding hills by day, with the flocks and herds that had been saved from the invaders, while the lowing and bleating of these were mingled with the sobs and wails of the widow and fatherless. "What misery!" exclaimed Gertie, as she ro4e y !' 338 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE, slowly through the crowds by the side of her husband, mounted on a horse lent her by one of the patrol, "Oh, how I dread to hear the news from home ! " Gertie referred to her father's home, about the condition of which she knew nothing at the time. " Where shall we go to seek for news ?" she asked anxiously. " To the barracks," replied Hans. ,"You need not be anxious, I think," said Con- sidine ; " if anything very serious had happened, it is likely the patrol who rescued us would have heard some account of it before leaving Grahamstown. — Don't you think ? " he added, turning to Hans, "that we had better inquire first at Dobson's place?" At that moment they were passing a large store, over the door of which was a blue board with the words " Dobson, Skyd, and Co." emblazoned in large white letters thereon. The store itself presented in its windows and interior an assortment of dry goods, so extensive and miscellaneous as to suggest the idea of one being able to procure anything in it — from a silk dress to a grindstone. It was an extremely full, prosperous-looking store, and in the midst of it were to be seen, sitting on the counters, James and Jlobert Skyd, both looking bluffer and stronger than < ! I THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE, v li 339 when we last met them, though scarcely a day older. James and Kobert were the managing partners of this prosperous firm ; Dobson and John Skyd were what the latter styled the hunting partners. Kobert Skyd had recently married a pretty Grahamstown girl, and her little boy — then about one year oIj*^ — was, so said his father, the sleeping partner of the firm, who had been vaguely hinted at by the " Co." long before he was born. Indeed, the "Co." had been prudently inserted with special reference to what might " turn up " in after years. At the time the firm was formed, it had been suggested that it should be styled Dobson, Skyd, and Sons, but as it was possible nothing but daughters might fall to the lot of any of them, "Co." was substituted as being conveniently indefinite. Dobson took pre- cedence in the title in virtue of his having brought most capital into the firm. He had invested his all in it — amounting to three pounds four and nine- pence halfpenny. John Skyd had contributed half- a-crown, which happened to be a bad one. James brought nothing at all, and Eobert entered it a little in debt for tobacco. The great waggon of the hunting partners, loaded with hides, horns, and ivory, stood at the door of the store, as Gertie and her protectors passed, having just arrived from a successful trip into Kafirland, and fortunately escaped the outbreak of the war. 340 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. I i Fastening their bridles to one of its wheels, Hans, Gertie, and Considine entered. The first face they saw was that of Edwin Brook, into whose arms Gertie ran with a wild cry of joy. "Why, Hans Maraisl" cried James Skyd, jump- ing off the counter and grasping his big friend by the hand, while Eobert seized that of Considine, " where have you dropped from ? — But I need scarcely ask, for aU the world seems to be crowd- ing into the town. Not hurt, I hope?" he added, observing the bloTod which stained his friend's dress. "Not in person," answered Hans, with a smile, returning his cordial grasp. " And what of property ? " asked Edwin Brook, looking round. "All gone," returned Hans sadly. "I rose this morning a reasonably wealthy man — now, I am a beggar. But tell me, what of your family, Mr. Brook?" " All saved, thank God," was the reply. " Junkie, dear boy, who is the most active young feUow in the land, managed to — ^Ah ! here he comes, and will speak for himself." As he spoke a taU strapping youth of about fifteen entered, opened wide his laughing blue eyes on seeing Hans, and, after a hearty greeting, told with some hesitation that he had chanced to be out THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 341 .1 ) hunting on foot in the jungles of the Great Fish Elver when the Kafirs crossed the frontier, and had managed, being a pretty good runner, to give his father warning, so that the family had time to escape. He did riot tell, however, that he had, in a narrow pass, kept above sixty Kafirs in check with his own hand and gun until George Dally could run to the house for his weapons and ammunition, and that then the two held a hundred of them in play long enough to permit of the whole family escaping under the care of Scholtz. "But," said Edwin Brook, who related all this with evident satisfaction, " I am like yourself, Hans, in regard to property. Mount Hope is a blackened ruin, the farm is laid waste, and the cattle are over the borders." "And where is Mrs. Brook?" asked Considine. "In this house. Up-stairs. Come, Gertie is getting impatient. Let us go to see her." "Now, friends," said Considine to the brothers Skyd, who had by that time been joined by the hunting partners, " there is a matter on which we must consult and act without delay." Here he told of Conrad Marais's departure with the boers across the frontier, and added that if the party was to be saved at all it must be gone about instantly. " You can't go about it to-day, Charlie," said John 342 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. Skyd, " so don't give way to impatience. For such a long trip into the enemy's country we must go well armed and supplied." "I will brook no delay," said Considine, with flushing countenance. " If it had not been for the necessity of bringing Gertie here in safety, Hans and I would have set out at once and alone on their spoor. Is it not so V Hans nodded assent. "No, friends," he said, turning to the brothers with decision, " we must be off at once." "What! without your suppers?" exclaimed Bob Skyd ; " but to be serious, it won't be possible to get things ready before to-morrow. Surely that will do, if we start at daybreak. Besides, the party with your father, Hans, is a strong one, well able to hold out against a vastly superior force of savages. Moreover, if you wait we shall get up a small body of volunteers." Hans and Charlie were thus constrained un- willingly to delay. At grey dawn, however, they rode out of Grahamstown at the head of a small party, consisting of the entire firm of Dobson and Skyd, inclusive of Junkie, whose father granted him permission to go. His mother silently ac- quiesced. Mrs. Scholtz violently protested ; and when she found that her protests were useless, she changed them into pathetic entreaties that Junkie THE SETTLEK AND THE SAVAGE. 343 ' would on no account whatever go to sleep in camp with wet feet. As soon as the invasion took place, an express had heen sent to Capetown, and the able Governor, Sir Benjamin D'Urban, took instant and energetic measures to undo, as far as possible, the mischief done by his predecessors. Colonel (afterwards Sir Harry) Smith was despatched to the frontier, and rode the distance — six hundred miles — in six days. Arriving in Grahamstown, he took command with a firm hand, organised the whole male population into a warlike garrison, built barricades across the streets, planted cannon in commanding positions, cleared the town of flocks and herds, which were breeding a nuisance, sent them to the open country with a cattle guard, and prepared not only to defend the capital, but to carry war into the enemy's coun- try. In short, he breathed into the people much of his own energy, and soon brought order out of con- fusion. The state of affairs in the colony had indeed reached a terrible pass. From all sides news came in of murder and pillage. The unfortunate traders in Kafirland fared ill at that time. One of these, Rodgers, was murdered in the presence of his three children. A man named Cramer was savagely butchered while driving a few cattle along the road. Another, named Mahony, with his wife and son-in- 344 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. law, were intercepted while trying to escape to the military post of Kafir Drift, and Mahony was stretched a corpse at his wife's feet, then the son-in- law was murdered, but Mrs. Mahony escaped into the bush with two of her children and a Hottentot female servant, and, after m,any hardships, reached Grahamstown. A mounted patrol scouring the country fell in with a farm-house where three Dutchmen, in a thick clump of bushes, were defend- ing themselves against three hundred Kafirs. Of course the latter were put to flight, and the three heroes — two of them badly wounded — were rescued. Nearly everywhere the settlers, outnumbered, had to fly, and many were slain while defending their homes, but at the little village of Salem they held their ground gallantly. The Wesleyan chapel, mis- sion-house, 0,n6. schoolhouse, were filled with refugees, and although the Kafirs Swooped down on it at night in large numbers and carried off the cattle, they failed to overcome the stout defenders. Theopolis also held out successfully against them — and so did the Scottish party at Baviaans River, although at- tacked and harassed continually. During an attack near the latter place a Scottish gentleman of the Pringle race had a narrow escape. Sandy Black was with him at the time. Three or four Kafirs suddenly attacked them. Mr. Pringle shot one, Sandy wounded another. A third ran THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 345 forward while Pringle was loading and threw an assagai at him. It struck him with great force on the leathern bullet-pouch which hung at his belt. Sandy Black took aim at the savage with a pistol. "Aim low, Sandy," said Pringle, continuing to load. Sandy obeyed and shot the Kafir dead, then turning round said anxiously — "Are 'ee stickit, sir?" " I *m not sure, Sandy," replied Pringle, putting his hand in at the waist of his trousers, " there 's blood, I see." On examination it was found that the assagai had been arrested by the strong pouch and belt, and had only given him a trifling scratch, so that the gal- lant and amiable Mr. Dods Pringle lived to fight in future Kafir wars.'^ In another place, near the Kat Kiver, thirty men were attacked by a hundred and fifty Kafirs. The latter came on with fury, but five of the fanners brought down seven of the enemy Sit the%first dis- charge, and thereafter poured into them so rapid and destructive a fire that they were seized with panic, and fled, leaving seventy-five of their number dead. Instances of individual heroism might be endlessly 1 The author had the pleasure of spending a night last year (1876) under the hospitable roof of Mr. Pringle, shortly before his death, and saw the identical assagai, .which was bent by the force with which it had been hurled against him on that occasion. 346 } THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. \> multiplied, but we think this is enough to show the desperate nature of the struggle which had begun. In the course of one fortnight the labours of four- teen years were annihilated. Forty-four persons were murdered, 369 dwellings consumed, 261 pillaged, and 172,000 head of live-stock carried off into Kafir- land and irretrievably lost; and what aggravated the wickedness of the invasion was the fact that during a great part of the year the Governor had been en- gaged in special negotiations for a new — and to the Kafirs most advantageous — system of relations, with which aU the chiefs except one had expressed them- selves satisfied. Writing on the condition of the country Colonel Smith said : " Already are seven thousand persons dependent on Government for the necessaries of life. The land is filled with the lamentations of the widow and the fatherless. The indelible impressions already made upon myself by the horrors of an irruption of savages upon a scattered population, almost exclu- sively engaged in the peaceful occupations of hus- bandry, are such as to make me look on those I have witnessed in a service of thirty years, ten of which in the most eventful period of war, as trifles to what I have now witnessed, and compel me to bring under consideration, as forcibly as I am able, the heart- rending position in which a very large portion of the inhabitants of this frontier are at present placed^ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 347 as well as their intense anxiety respecting their future condition." Sir Benjamin D'Urban, arriving soon afterwards, constituted a Board of Belief to meet the necessities of the distressed ; and relief committees were esta- blished in Capetown, Stellenbosch, Graaff-Eeinet, and other principal towns, while subscriptions were collected in Mauritius, St. Helena, and India. Soon after the arrival of Colonel Smith, burgher forces were collected ; troops arrived with the Gover- nor on the scene of action, and the work of expelling the invader was begun in earnest. Skirmishes by small bodies of farmers and detachments of i^roops took place all over the land, in which the Dutch- African colonists and English settlers with their descendants vied with each other, and with the regulars, in heroic daring. Justice requires it to be added that they had a bold enemy to deal with, for the Kafirs were physically splendid men; full of courage and daring, although armed only with light speais. 348 TUB SETTLER AND TJIE SAVAGR OKAPTEE XXIV. SHOWS WHAT BEFELL A TRADER AND AN EMIQRANT BAND. I Stephen Orpin, with the goods of earth in hi a waggon and the treasures of heaven in his hand, chanced to be passing over a branch of the Amatola Mountains when the torch of war was kindled and sent its horrid glare along the frontier. Vague news of the outbreak had reached him, and he was hastening back to the village of Salem, in which was his bachelor home. Stephen, we may remark in passing, was not a bachelor from choice. Twice had he essayed to win the affections of Jessie M'Tavish, and twice had he failed. Not being a man of extreme selfish- ness, he refused to die of a broken heart. lie mourned indeed, deeply and silently, but he bowed his head, and continued, as far as in him lay, to fulfil the end for which he seemed to have been created. He travelled with goods far and wide throughout the eastern districts of the colony, became a walking newspaper to the farmers of the frontier, H • THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 349 and a guide to the Better Land to whoever would grant him a hearing. But Stephen's mercantilo course, like that of his affections, did not run smooth. At the present time it became even more rugged than the mountain road which almost dislocat' i his ""^t'ggon and nearly maddened his Hottentot drivers, for, when involved in the intricacies of a pass, he was suddenly attacked by a band of "wild" Bushman marauders. The spot chanced to be so far advantageous that a high precipice at his back rendered it impossible to attack him except in front, where the ground was pretty open. Orpin was by no means a milksop, and, although a Christian man, did not understand Christianity to teach the absolute giving up of all one's possessions to the first scoundrel who shall demand them. The moment, theref-^r.!, that the robbers showed them- selves, he stoppea the waggon at the foot of the precipice, dr^ w his ever-ready double-barrelled large- bore gun from under the tilt, and ran out in front, calling on his men to support him. Kneeling down, he prepared to take a steady aim at the Bushman in advance, a wild-looking savage in a sheepskin kaross and armed with an assagai. The robbers were evidently aware of the nature of a gun, for they halted on seeing the decide'^, action of the trader. " Come on !" shouted Orpin to his men, looking \ ,350 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. back over his shoulder ; but his men were nowhere to be seen : they had deserted him at the first sight of the robbers, and scrambled away into the jungle like monkeys. To resist some dozens of savages single-handed Stephen knew would be useless, and to shed blood unnecessarily was against his principles. He there- fore made up his mind at once how to act. Eising and turning round, he discharged his gun at the precipice, to prevent the Bushmen from accidentally doing mischief with it ; then, sitting down on a piece of fallen rock, he quietly took out his pipe and began to light it. This was not meant as a piece of bravado, but Stephen was eccentric, and it occurred to him that there was a "touch of nature" in a pipe which might possibly induce the Bushmen to be less rude to him personally than if he were to stand by and look aggrieved while his waggons were being pillaged. In this conjecture he was right. The robbers rushed towards the waggon without doing him any harm. One of them, however, picked up the gun in passing. Then the leader seized the long whip and drove the waggon away, leaving its late owner to his meditations. Stephen would have been more than human if he could have stood the loss of all his earthly goods THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 351 with perfect equanimity. He groaned when the oxen began to move, and then, feeling a desperate desire to relieve his feelings, and a strong tendency to fight, he suddenly shut his eyes, and began to pray that the robbers might be forgiven, and himself enabled to bear his trials in a becoming manner. Opening his eyes again, he beheld a sturdy Bushman gazing at him in open-mouthed surprise, with an uplifted absagai in his hand, Stephen judged that this was the chief of the band, who had remained behind to kill him. At all events, when he ceased to pray, and opened his eyes, the Bushman shut his mouth, and poised his assagai in a threatening manner. Unarmed as he was, Stephen knew that he was at the man's mercy. In this dilemma, and knowing nothing of the Bushman language, he put powerful constraint on himself, and looked placidly at his wallet, in which he searched earnestly for something, quite regardless, to all appearances, of the deadly spear, whose point was within ten feet of his breast. The Bushman's curiosity was awakened. He waited until Stephen had drawn a lump of tobacco from his pouch — which latter he took care to turn inside out to show there was nothing else in it. Eising quietly, the trader advanced with a peaceful air, holding the tobacco out to the Bushman, who looked suspicious, and distrustfully shook his assagai; 352 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. but Stephen took no heed. Stopping within a couple of yards of him, he held out the tobacco at the full length of his arm. The Bushman hesitated, but finally lowered his assagai and accepted the gift. Stephen immediately resumed his pipe, and smiled pleasantly at his foe. The Bushman appeared to be unable to resist this. He grinned hideously ; then, turning about, made off in the direction of his comrades as fast as his naked legs could carry him. It was Booby, the follower of Euyter the Hotten- tot, who had thus robbed the unfortunate trader, and, not two hours afterwards, Rujd^er himseK fell in with Stephen, wending his way slowly and sadly down the glen. Desiring his men to proceed in advance, the rob- ber chief asked Orpin to sit down on a fallen tree beside him, and relate what had happened. When he had done so, Ruyter shook his head and said in his broken English — " You 's bin my friend. Orpin, but I not can help you dis time. /Booby not under me now, an' we 's bof b'long to Dragoener's band. I 's sorry, but not can help you." " Never mind, Ruyter, I daresay you 'd help me if you could," said Stephen, with a sigh; then, with an earnest look in the Hottentot's face, he continued, " I 'm not, however, much distressed about the goods. THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 1} 353 The Lord who gave them has taken them away, and can give them back again if He has a mind to ; but tell me, Kuyter, why will you not think of the things we once spoke of — that time when you were so roughly handled by Jan Smit — about your soul and the Saviour?" "How you knows I not tink?" demanded the Hottentot sharply. " Because any man can know a tree by its fruit," returned Orpin. " If you had become a Christian, I should not now have found you the leader of a band of thieves." -^ " No, I not a Christian, but I do tink," returned Euyter, "only I no' can onderstan'. De black heathen — so you calls him — live in de land. V/hite Christian — so you calls him — come and take de land ; make slabe ob black m.an, and kick 'im about like pair ob ole boots — I not onderstan' nohow." "Come, I will try to make you understand," returned Orpin, pulling out the New Testament which he always carried in his pocket. " Some white men who call them.selves Christians are heathen*, and some black men are Christians. We are all, — black and white, — born bad, and God has sent us a Saviour, and a message, so that all who will, black or white, may Oipm here commenced to expound the Cross, while become good. Word, story the Hottentot listened with rapt attention, or asked 354 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. questions which showed that he had indeed been thinking of these things since his last meeting with the trader, many years before. He was not very conamunicative, however, and when the two parted he declined to make any more satisfactory promise than that he would continue to " tink." Stephen Orpin spent the night alone in a tree, up which he had climbed to be more secure from wild beasts. "While sitting there, he meditated much, and came to the conclusion that he ought in future to devote himself entirely to missionary labours. In pursuance of that idea, he made his way to one , of the Wesleyan mission stations in Kafirland. On the road thither he came to a Kafir kraal, where the men seemed to be engaged in the per- formance of a war-dance. On being questioned by these Kafirs as to who he was, and where he came from, Orpin replied, in his best Kafir, that he was a trader and a missionary. The chief looked surprised, but, on hearing the whole of Orpin's story, a cunning look twinkled in his eyes, and he professed great friendship for the missionaries, stating at the same time that he was going to one of the Wesleyan stations, and would be glad to escort Orpin thither. Thereafter he gave orders that the whitu man should be taken to one oi his huts and bupplie'i with a " basket " of milk ! THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 356 s. The white man gratefully acknowledged the kind offer, and, asking the name of the friendly chief, was informed that it was Hintza. Just then a court fool or jester stepped forward, and cried aloud his announcements of the events of the day, mixed with highly complimentary praises of his master. Stephen did not understand all he said, but he gathered thus much, — that the warriors had been out to battle and had returned victorious ; that Hintza was the great- est man and most courageous warrior who had ever appeared among the Kafirs, to gladden their hearts and enrich their hands; and that there was gi-eat work yet for the warriors to do in the way of driving certain barbarians into the sea — to which desirable deed the heroic, the valiant, the wise, the unap- proachable Hintza would lead them. Orpin feared that he understood the meaning of the last words too well, but, being aware that Hintza was regarded by the colonists as one of the friend- liest of the Kafir chiefs, he hoped that he might be mistaken. Hintza was as good as his word, and set out next day with a band of warriors, giving the white man a good horse that he might ride beside him. On the way they came on a sight which filled Orpin with sadness and anxiety. It was the ruins of a village, which from the appearance of the remains had evidently been occupied in part by white men. He > 356 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. observed that a^leam of satisfaction lit up Hintza's swarthy visage for a moment as he passed the place. Dismounting, the party proceeded to examine the ruins, but found nothing. The Kafirs were very taci- turn, but the chief said, on being pressed, that he believed it had been a mission station which wicked men of other tribes had burned. On the outbreak of this war some of the mission- aries remained by their people, others were com- pelled to leave them. The station just passed had been deserted. At the one to which Hintza was now leading Orpin the missionaries had remained at their post. There he found them stiU. holding out, but in deep dejec- tion, for nearly all their people had forsaken them, and gone to the war. Even while he was talking with them, crowds of the bloodstained savages were returning from the colony, laden with the spoils of the white man, and driving thousands of his sheep and cattle before them. In these circumstances, Stephen resolved to make the best of his way back to Salem. On teUing this to Hintza, that chief, from some cause that he could not understand, again offered to escort him. He would not accompany him personally, he said, but he would send with him a band of his warriors, and he trusted that on >""8 arrival in the colony he would tell to the great THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE.; I ' 357 white chief (the Governor) that he, Hintza, did not aid the other Kafir tribes in this war. Stephen's eyes were opened by the last speech, and from that moment he suspected Hintza of treachery. He had no choice, however, but to accept the escort. On the very day after they had started, they came to a spot where a terrible fight had obviously taken place. The ground was strewn with the mangled corpses of a party of white men, while the remains of waggons and other signs showed that they had formed one of the bands of Dutch emigrants which had already begun to quit the colony. The savages made ineffectual attempts to conceal their delight at what they saw, and Orpin now felt that he was in the power of enemies who merely spared his life in the hope that he might afterwards be useful to them. The band which escorted him consisted of several hundred warriors, a few of whom were mounted on splendid horses stolen from the settlers. He himself was also mounted on a good steed, but felt that it would be madness to attempt to fly from them. On the second day they were joined — whether by arrangement or not Orpin had no means of judging — by a band of over a thousand warriors belonging to a different tribe from his escort. As the trader rode along in a dejected state of mind, one of the advance-guard or seouts came back with excited 358 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. looks, saying that a large band of Dutch farmers was encamped down in a hollow just beyond the »ise in front of them. The chief of the Kafirs ordered the scout sternly to be silent, at the same time glancing at Orpin. Then he wliispered to two men, who quietly took their assagais and stationed themselves one on either side of their white prisoner - for such he really was. Orpin now felt certain that the group of principal men who drew together a little apart were concerting the best mode of attacking the emigrant farmers, and his heart burned within him as he thought of them resting there in fancied security, while these black scoundrels were plotting their destruction. But what could he do — alone and totally unarmed ? He thought of making a dash and giving the alarm, but the watchful savages at his side seemed to divine his intentions, for they grasped their assagais with significant action. " A desperate disease," thought Orpin, " requires a desperate remedy. I will try it, and may succeed — God helping me." A thought occurred just then. Disengaging his right foot from the stirrup, he made as if he were shortening it a little, but instead, he detached it from the saddle, and taking one turn of the leather round his hand, leaped his horse at the savage nearest him and struck him full on the fore- head with the stirrup-iron. Dashing on at full speed. kl THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 359 he bent low, and, as he had hoped, the spear of the other savage whizzed close over his back. The act was so sudden that he had almost gained the ridge before the other mounted Kafirs could pursue. He heard a loud voice, however, command them to stop, and, looking back, saw that only one Kafir —the leader — gave chase, but that leader was a powerful man, armed, and on a fleeter horse than his own. A glance showed him the camp of the emigrant farmers in a hollow about a mile or so distant. He made straight for it. The action of the next few seconds was short, sharp, and decisive. The Dutchmen, having had a previous alarm from a small Kafir band, were prepared. They had drawn their waggons into a compact circle, closing the apertures between and beneath them with thorn- bushes, which they lashed firmly with leather thongs to the wheels and dissel-booms or waggon-poles. Within this circle was a smaller one for the pro- tection of the women and childi'en. Great was the surprise of the farmers when they heard a loud shout, and beheld a white man flying for his life from a solitary savage. With the promptitude of men born and bred in the midst of alarms, they seized their guns and issued from their fortified enclosure to the rescue, but the Kafir was already close to Orpin, and in the act of raising his assagai to stab him. m t M IMAGE EVALUATION TEST TARGET (MT-S) 'f ,■■.1 1.0 I.I 1^ m 122 1^ lllll^ 1^ 1.8 1.25 1.4 ^ .< 6" — ► Photographic Sciences Corporation 23 WEST MAIN STREET WEBSTER, NY. 14580 (716) 872-4503 ,v ^^ \v \^ 4!t.X WrS ^ % V '% ? ;X4ATES INCIDENTS OF THE WAR /. NLI A GREAT DELFVERAJIOE. On reaching the frontier foit it was found to be in a state of excitement, biistl?, and preparation. News had just been recei'v'e 1 that the treacherous chief Hintza, although profei; :.odly at peace with the colony, was secretly in league with the invading chiefs, and the Governor was convinced of the neces- sity of taking vigorous measures against him. The savages, flushed with success, and retiring for a time to their own land with the cattle they had carried off, found in Hintza one ready to aid them in every way. It transpired that he had not only allowed the stolen cattle to be secreted in his terri- tory, but many of his own people were " out " with the confederate chiefs fighting against the colonists, while traders under his protection had by his orders been seized and plundered. A message had there- fore been sent to* Hintza requiring him at once and decidedly to declare his intentions. To this, instead of a reply, the savage chief sent one of his braves. ( F 37^ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. whose speech and conduct showed that his wily master only wished to gain time by trifling diplomacy. The brave was therefore sent back with another message, to the effect that if he, Hintza, should afford any of the other chiefs shelter or protection, and did not restore the booty concealed in his terri- tory, he would be treated as an enemy. It was also proposed that himself should come and have an in- terview with the Governor, but this invitation he declined. Sir Benjamin D'Urban, therefore, resolved to menace the truculent chief in his own dominions, and when Hans Marais with his band entered the square of the little fort, he found the troops on the point of setting out. The force consisted of a body of regulars and a burgher band collected from all parts of the colony. Among them were hardy Englishmen from the Zuurveld, tough with the training of fourteen years in the wilderness, and massive Dutchmen from the karroo, splendid horsemen and deadly shots. While the bustle was at its height a party of horsemen galloped up to the gate, headed by a giant. It turned out to be a contingent from Glen Lynden, under Groot Willem of Baviaans River, with Andrew Eivers, Jerry Goldboy, and several of the Dutch farmers of tEe Tarka in his train. " Ho ! here you are," cried Groot WiUem in his hearty bass roar, as he leaped to the ground and THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 377 seized Hans Marais by the hand. "All well at Eden— eh?" " Burnt out," said Hans quietly. The giant looked aghast for a moment. Then his friend ran hurriedly over the main points of his story. But there was no time for talk. While salutations were being exchanged by the members of the various parties thus assembled, Sir Benjamin appeared, mounted his horse, gave orders to several of his officers, and spoke a few words to Groot Willem and Hans. In a few minutes the troops were marched out of the fort, and next day reached the right bank of the K.ei Kiver. This was the western boundary of Hintza's par- ticular territory. On arriving, the Governor issued general orders to the effect that Hintza was not " to be treated as an enemy." No kraals were to be burnt, no gardens or fields pillaged, and no natives meddled with, unless hostilities were first begun by them, and that no act of violence should be committed until due notice of the commencement of hostilities had been given. "You see," said Sir Benjamin in a private conversation with one of his staff, "I am resolved to take every possible precaution to avoid giving cause of complaint to the great chief, and to endeavour by mild forbearance to maintain peace. At the same time, it is essential that I should act with vigour because undue forbearance is always 3,78 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. misinterpreted by savages to mean cowardice, and only precipitates the evils we seek to avoid." On arriving at a spot where a trader named Pur- cell had been plundered and murdered, the troops were met by several " councillors " from Hintza and from the chief Booko, who were still a day's journey distant. To these the Governor said : — " Go, teU the Great Chief that I request an inter- view with himself, because I desire that peace should be between us, and that justice should be done. I will not cease to advance until such interview is obtained, and it will depend on his own conduct whether Hintza is treated by the British Government as a friend or a foe." But the Great Chief was doggedly bent on meet- ing his fate. He returned no answer to the message, and the troops moved on. Arriving at the mission station of Butterworth, they found it destroyed, and here they were met by a large body of Fingoes — native slaves — who eagerly offered their services to fight against their cruel masters the Kafirs. These Fingoes — destined in after years to make a deep impression on the colony — were the remains of eight powerful nations, who, broken up and scattered by the ferocious Chaka and his Zulu hordes, had taken refuge with Hintza, by whom they were enslaved and treated in the most brutal manner. He gave them generally the name of Fingo, which means 1 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 11 379 dog. Their eager offer to serve under the British Chief was therefore most natural, but Sir Benjamin declined their services at the time, as war had not yet been declared. Soon after, a detachment of thirty men was sent back to the colony with despatches, in charge of an ensign named Armstrong, who was waylaid and murdered by some of Hintza's Kafirs. The Governor, finding that his overtures were treated with studied neglect, and that hostilities were thus begun, called to him a Kafir councillor and warrior, and said — " Your master has treated all my messages witji contempt. He is in secret alliance with the chiefs who have invaded our colony. He has received and concealed cattle stolen from the white men. A British trader has been deliberately murdered in his territory, near his own residence, and under his pro- tection, and no steps have been taken to punish the murderers. Violence and outrage have been com- mitted by him on British traders, and missionaries living under his safeguard have been forced to flee to the Tambookie chief to save their lives. I will no longer treat with him. Since Hintza is resolved on war, he shall have it. I will now take the Fingoes under my special protection, make them subjects of the king of England, and severely punish any who commit violence upon them. I will also carry off 380 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. all the cattle I can find. — Go, tell your master his blood shall be on his own head." This message, which was followed up by prompt action, the capture of considerable numbers of cattle, and a successful attack on one of his principal kraals, brought the great chief to his senses — apparently, but not really, as the sequel will show. He sent in four messengers with proposals, but the Governor refused to treat with any one except Hintza himself. Terrified at last into submission, he entered the camp with a retinue of fifty followers, and was courteously received by the commander-in-chief. During the course of these proceedings detached parties were frequently sent hither and thither to surprise a kraal or to capture cattle, and the two parties under Groot Willem and Hans Marais, having arrived at Fort Wilshire at the same time, were allowed to act pretty much in concert. One night they found themselves encamped in a dark mountain gorge during a thunderstorm. " Well, well," said Jerry Goldboy to Junkie, who with Soholtz had taken refuge under the very imperfect shelter of a bush, " it 's 'orrible 'ard work this campaigning; specially in bad weather, with the point of one's nose a'most cut off." Jerry referred to a wound which an assagai aimed at his heart had that day inflicted on his nose. The wound was not severe, but it was painful, and the THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 381 sticking-plaster which held the point of his unfor- tunate member in its place gave his countenance an unusually comical appearance. " Is it very zore, boy ?" asked Scholtz. " Zore ! I wish you 'ad it, an' you wouldn't 'ave to ask," returned Jerry. " How did you come by it ?" asked Junkie, looking grave with difficulty. " Well, it ain't easy to say exactly. You see it was getting dark at the time, and I was doin' my best to drive a thief of a hox down a place in the kloof where it had to stand upright, a'most, on its front- legs, with its tail whirlin' in the Aair. An' I 'adn't much time to waste neither, for I knew there was Kafirs all about, an' the troops was gettin' a'ead of me, an' my 'oss was tied to a yellow-wood tree at the foot 0* the kloof, an' I began to foel sort o* skeery with the gloomy thickets all arouzc', an' rugged preci- pices lookin' as if they 'd tumble on me, an' the great mountains goin* up to 'eaven— oh! T can tell you it was — it was — " " In short, the most horrible sight you ever saw," said Junkie, drawing his blanket tighter round his shoulders, and crouching nearer to the bulky form of Scholtz for protection from the wind which was rising. " Yes, Junkie, it was — ^the most 'orrible sight I ever saw, for wild savageness, so I drew my sword 382 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 1 and gave the hox a prog that sent 'im 'ead over 'eels down the kloof w'ere 'e broke 'is back. Just at that werry moment — would you mind takin' your toe out o* my neck, Junkie ? it ain't comfortable : thank you. — Well as I was sayin', at that very moment I spied a black fellow stealin' away in the direction of my 'oss. He saw me too, but thought I didn't see 'im. Up I jumps, an' run for the 'oss. Up 'e jumps an* run likewise. But I was nearer than 'im, an' a deal faster — though I don't mean to boast — " " An' a deal frighteneder," suggested Junkie. " P'raps, 'owever I got to the 'oss first. I didn't take time to mount, but went leap-frog over 'is tail slap into the saddle, which gave the hold 'oss such a skeer that 'e bolted ! The Kafir 'e gave a yell an' sent 'is assagai after me, an' by bad luck I looks round just as it went past, an' all but took off the point of my nose. Wasn't it unlucky ? " " Unlucky ! you ungrateful man," growled Scholtz. " You should be ver' glad de aSbCJgai did not stick you in de neck like von zow. — Is zat rain vich I feels in ze back of mine head ?" 'Like enough. There's plenty of it, anyhow," said Junkie, trying to peer through the gloom in the direction of the tents occupied by a small body of regular troops which accompanied them. As he did so a sudden squall struck the tents, levelling two with the ground, and entirely wliisking THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 383 off one, which, after making a wild circle in the air, was launched over a precipice into thick darkness, ftnd never more seen ! Lying under another bush, not far distant, Consi- dine and Hans lay crouched together for the purpose at once of keeping each other warm and presenting the smallest possible amount of surface to the weather. They did not sleep at first, and being within earshot of the bush under which the brothers Skyd had sheltered themselves, found sufficient entertainment in listening to their con- versation. " We scarce counted on this sort of thing," said John Skyd, "when, fifteen years ago, we left the shores of old England for ' Afric's southern wilds.'" " That 's true. Jack," was Bob Skyd's reply, " and I sometimes think it would have been better if we had remained at home." "Craven heart! what do you mean?" demanded James. "Ay, what do you mean?" repeated Dobson; '* will nothing convince you ? It is true we made a poor job of the farming, owing to our ignorance, but since we took to merchandise have we not made a good thing of it — ain't it improving every day, and won't we rise to the very pinnacle of prosperity when this miserable war is over ? " " Supposing that we are not killed in the mean- 384 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. time," said Stephen Orpin, who formed one of the group. "That is a mere truism, and quite irrelevant," retorted Dobson. " Talking of irrelevant matters, does any one know why Sandy Black and M'Tavish did not come with Groot Willem ?" asked Orpin. To this John Skyd replied that he had heard some one say a party of the Glen Lynden men had gone off to root out a nest of freebooters under that scoundrel buyter, who, taking advantage of the times, had become more ferocious and daring than ever. "Yet some say," observed Dobson, "that the Hottentot robber is becoming religious or craven- hearted, I don't know which." " Perhaps broken-hearted," suggested Orpin. "Perhaps. Anyhow it is said his followers are dissatisfied with him for some reason or other. He does not lead them so well as he was wont to." While the white men were thus variously engaged in jesting over their discomforts, or holding more serious converse, their sable enemies were preparing for them a warm reception in the neighbouring pass. But both parties were checked and startled by the storm which presently burst over them. At first the thunder-claps were distant, but by degrees they came nearer, and burst with deafening crash, seemr- ingly close overhead, while lightning ran along the '^V< I THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 386 earth like momentary rivulets of fire. At the same time the windows of heaven were opened, and rain fell in waterspouts, drenching every one to the skin. The storm passed as suddenly as it came, and at daybreak was entirely gone, leaving a calm clear sky. Sleepy, wet, , overed with mud, and utterly miserable, the party turned out of their comfortless bivouac, and, after a hasty meal of cold provisions, resumed their march up the kloof. At the narrowest part of it, some of the troops were sent in advance as skirmishers, and the ambush was discovered. Even then they were in an awkward position, and there can be no question that if the natives had been possessed of fire-arms they would have been cut off to a man. As it was, the savages came at them with dauntless courage, throwing their assagais when near enough, and hurling stones down from the almost perpendicular cliffs on either side. But nothing could resist the steady fire of men who were, most of them, expert shots. Few of the white men were wounded, but heaps of the Kafirs lay dead on each other ere they gave way and retreated before a dashing charge with the bayonet. Oh ! it was a sad sight, — sad to see men in the vigorous health of early youth and the strong powers of manhood's prime cast lifeless on the ground and 2B 386 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVA,GE. left to rot there for the mistaken idea on the Kafirs* part that white men were their natural enemies, when, in truth, they brought to their land the comforts of civilised life; sad to think that they had died for the mistaken notion that their country was being taken from them, when in truth they had ranch more country than they knew what to do with — more than was sufficient to support themselves and all the white men who have ever gone there, and all that are likely to go for many years to come ; sad to think of the stern necessity that compelled the white men to lay them low ; sadder still to think of the wives and mothers, sisters and little ones, who were left to wail unavailingly for fathers and brothers lost to them for ever ; and saddest of all to remember that it is not merely the naked savage in his untutored ignorance, but the civilised white man in his learned wisdom, who indulges in this silly, costly, murderous, brutal, and accursed game of war ! Eeturning from the fight next day with a large herd of captured cattle, the contingent found that Hintza had agreed unconditionally to all the pro- posals made to him by the Governor ; among others that he should restore to the colonists 50,000 head of cattle and 1000 horses, — one half to be given up at once, the remainder in the course of a year. The deceitful chief was thus ready in his acqui- escence, simply bp.na.nse he had no intention what- THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 387 ever of fulfilling his engagements. To blind his white enemies the more effectually, he himself offered to remain in the camp as a hostage, with his followers. Two other chiefs, Kreli and Booko, also joined him. This seemingly gracious conduct won for Hintza so much confidence that orders were im- mediately given to evacuate his territory. He be- came the guest of Colonel Smith, and the Govei- nor presented him with numerous conciliatory gifts. Thereafter the camp was broken up and the Gover- nor took his departure. No sooner was his back turned than Hintza's people commenced a general massacre of the Fingoes. About thirty were murdered in cold blood near to Colonel Somerset's camp. FuU of indignation, when he heard this, the Gover- nor summonod Hintza to his presence and related what had occurred. " WeU, and what then ?" was the Kafir's cool reply, " are they not my dogs V Sir Benjamin met this by giving orders that Hintza and all the people with him should be put under guard, and held as hostages for the safety of the Fingoes. He instantly despatched messengers to stop the carnage, and said that if it continued after three hours he would shoot two of Hintza's suite for every Fingo killed. He added, moreover, that if he found there was any j:=iubterfuge in the V ^ mm 388 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. message they sent — as he had discovered to have been the case in former messages — he would hang Hintza, Kreli, and Booko on the tree under which they were sitting. In less than ten minutes the messengers of the chiefs were scampering off at full speed in different directions with orders ! So potent was the power of this vigorous treatment that within the short time specified the massacre was stopped. But the Governor knew well the character of the men with whom he had to deal. To have left the Fingoes in their hands after this would have been tantamount to condemning them to suffer the revengeful wrath of their cruel masters, who would no doubt have resumed the massacre the instant the troops were withdrawn. Sir Benjamin therefore collected them together, along with the few missionaries and other British subjects who had found temporary refuge at the station of Clarkeburg. He placed them under the care of the Eev. Mr. Ayliffe, for whom the Fingoes expressed sincere regard, and transported the whole body in safety across the Kei. " An amazing sight," observed Charlie Considine to a knot of his comrades, as they reined up on the top of a knoll, and watched the long line of Fingoes defiling before him like an antediluvian black snake trailing it.s sinuous course over the land, with a little THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 389 knot oi red-coats in front, looking like its fiery head, and sundry groups of burghers, and other troops, here and there along its body, like parti-coloured legs and claws. The length of this mighty snake may be estimated when it is said that of the Fingo nation not fewer than 2000 men, 5600 women, and 9200 children, with 22,000 cattle, were led across the Kei into the colony at that time. - ^ The whole scene, with its multitudinous details, was a commingling of the ludicrous, the touching, and the sublime. It was mirth-provoking to observe the wild energy of the coal-black men, as they sprang from side to side, with shield and assagai, driving in refractory cattle ; the curious nature of the bundles borne by many of the women ; the frolicking of the larger children and the tottering of the smaller ones, whose little black legs seemed quite unequal to the support of their rotund bodies. It was touching to see, here and there, a stalwart man pick up a tired goat and lay it on his shoulders, or relieve a weary woman of her burden — or catch up a stumbling little one that had lost its mother, and carry it along in his arms. And it was a sublime thought that this great army was being led, like the Israelites of old, out of worse than Egyptian bondage, into a Christian colony, as the adop-3d sons and daughters of a civil- ised Government. It was»in one sense, a "nation born in a day," IT 390 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. for the Fingoes were destined, in after years, to become the faithful allies of their white deliverers, and the creators of much additional wealth in the colony, — a raw native material which at that time gladdened, and still rejoices, the hearts of those missionaries who look to the Fingoes with reason- able hope, as likely to become, in time, the bearers of the Gospel to their kindred in the wilds of Central Africa. iB MRM THE SETTLKR AND THE SAVAGE. 391 CHAPTEE XXVII. THE PATE OP THE PARAMOUNT CHIEF OP KAFIULAND. Meanwhile Hintza, not having shown sufficient readiness and alacrity in redeeming his promises, was held as a hostage in the hands of the white man. He was, however, treated with the utmost consideration, and when he proposed to accom- pany, a division of the troops, in order to exercise to the utmost his personal influence in recovering from his people the cattle and horses due, and to apprehend the murderers, according to treaty, he was allowed to do so, not only quite free in person, but even with his weapons in his hands. Colonel Smith, however, who commanded the force, distinctly told the chief, through an interpre- ter, that if he attempted to escape he would instantly be shot. The force consisted of detachments of the Cape Mounted Eifles, the 72d regiment, and the corps of Guides — 350 men in all. Towards the afternoon of the day on which they .>.|.: 392 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. )| marched, a circumstance occurred which justified Colonel Smith's suspicions as to Hintza's sincerity. They had reached a streamlet and encamped, when one of the guides reported to him that two Kafirs, with five head of cattle, were near the camp, and that Hintza, on the plea that they would be afraid to approach, had sent one of his people to bring them in. On being questioned, the chief declined to give any explanation on the subject, and the Kafirs not only did not come in, as they were ordered, but made off, and carried the horse of Hintza's messenger along with them ! The suspicion excited by this circum- stance was increased by the evasive answers given to the Colonel's repeated inquiries as to the point on which Hintza wished the troops to march. " We are going right," was the only answer that could be elicited from the taciturn savage. After crossing the range of the Guadan Hills, the troops bivouacked on the Guanga, and here Hintza became more communicative, said that he wished them to march towards the mouth of the Bashee, by a route which he would point out, and that they riust move at midnight. This was done, and they continued to move forward till eight o'clock in the ixioiiiing, observing as they went the spoor of numer- ous herds of cattle that had been driven in that direction quite recently. THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 393 The men, being tired, were then halted for refresh- ment. ' At this point Hintza became particularly uneasy at the vigilance with which he was watched. "What have the cattle done," he said testily, ** that you should want them ? and why should my subjects be deprived of them ?" "Why do you ask such questions, Hintza?" replied Colonel Smith ; " you know well the many outrages committed on the colonists by your people, and the thousands of cattle that have been stolen. It is in redress of these wrongs that we demand them." The chief looked stern, but made no rejoinder. He appeared to recover himself, however, after breakfast, and was in high spirits while on the march. He rode a remarkably strong horse that day, which he appeared very anxious to spare from fatigue — dismounting and leading him up every ascent. As the party advanced the tracks of numerous cattle were still found, leading onward, but the animals themselves were nowhere to be seen. " You see," remarked the chief, with a touch of sarcasm in his tone as he rode beside the Colonel, "you see how my subjects treat me: they drive their cattle from me in spite of me." • " I do not want your subjects* cattle, Hintza," was the Colonel's pointed reply ; " I want, and will have, the colonial cattle which they have stolen." 394 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. " Then," returned the chief, " allow me to send for- ward my councillor Umtini to tell my people I am here, that they must not drive away their cattle, and that the cattle of your nation will be alone selected." '' Although it was quite evident that the chief meditated mischief it was thought best to agree to this proposal. Accordingly, the councillor, after being enjoined to return that night, which he pro- mised to do, mounted and left the camp at full speed, accompanied by an attendant. There was ground for uneasiness and much caution in all this, for those who knew Hintza best were wont to say that he possessed in a high degree all the vices of the savage — ingratitude, avarice, cun- ning, and cruelty, and his treatment of the traders and missionaries under his protection, as well as his secret encouragement of the border chiefs, fully bore out their opinion. " Now !" exclaimed the chief in high spirits when Umtini had left, " you need not go on to the Bashee, you will have more cattle than you can drive on the Xabecca." The path the troops were passing was a mere cattle-track leading up hill, from the bed of the Xabecca river, among tangled brushwood, and occa- sionally passing through a cleft in the rocks. Colonel Smith was the only member of the party who rode I THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 395 up the hill ; Hintza and the others led their horses. On drawing near to the summit, the chief and his attendants mounted and rode silently but quickly past the Colonel into the bushes. One of the guides observing the action called to the Colonel, who immediately shouted, " Hintza, stop!" The savage had no intention of stopping, but, finding himself entangled in the thicket, was com- pelled to return to the track. He did so with such coolness and with such an ingenuous smile, that the Colonel, who had drawn a pistol, felt half ashamed of his suspicions, and allowed the chief to ride for- ward as before. At the top of the steep ascent the country was quite open. The Xabecca river was seen in front with a few Kafir huts on its banks. Here the chief set off at full speed in the direction of the huts. Colonel Smith and three of the guides pursued. The latter were quickly left behind, but the Colonel, being well mounted, kept up with the fugitive. Spurring on with violence, he soon overtook him. " Stop, Hintza!" he shouted. > But Hintza was playing his last card. He urged his horse to greater exertion, and kept stabbing at his pursuer with an assagai. The Colonel drew a pistol, but it snapped. A second was used with like ill success. He then 396 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. spurred close up, struck the chief with the butt-end of the pistol, and in so doing dropped it. Hintza looked round with a smile of derision, and the Colonel, hurling the other pistol at him, struck him on the back of the head. The blow was ineffectual. Hintza rode on; the troops followed as they best could. They were now nearing the huts. At length, making a desperate effort, the Colonel dashed close up to the chief. Having now no weapon, he seized him l:(y the collar of his kaross, or cloak, and, with a violent effort, hurled him to the ground. Both horses were going at racing speed. The Colonel, unable to check his, passed on, but before he was beyond reach the agile savage had leaped to his feet, drawn another assagai from the bundle which he carried, and hurled it after his enemy. So good was the aim that the weapon passed within a few inches of the Colonel's body. The act afforded time to those behind to come up. Although Hintza turned aside instantly and ran down the steep bank of the Xabecca, the foremost of the guides — named Southey — got within gun-shot and shouted in the Kafir tongue to the chief to stop. No attention being paid to the order, he fired, and Hin- tza fell, wounded in the left leg. Leaping up in a moment, he resumed his flight, when Southey fired again, and once more the chief was hit and pitched forward, but rose instantly and gained the cover of THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 397 the thicket which lined the bank of the river. Southey leaped off his horse and gave chase, closely followed by Lieutenant Balfour of the 7 2d regi- ment. The former kept up and the latter down the stream. They had proceeded thus in opposite directions some distance when Southey was startled by an assagai striking the cliff on which he was climbing. Turning sharply, he saw Hintza's head and his up- lifted arm among the bushes within a few feet of him. The savage was in the act of hurling another assagai. Quick as thought the guide levelled his gun and fired. The shot completely shattered the upper part of Hintza's skull, and next instant a mangled corpse was all that remained of the paramount chief of Katirland. 39,8 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. • N CHAPTEE XXVIII. THB RESULTS OF WAU. "Peace at last!" said Edwin Brook to George Dal|y, on arriving at his ravaged and herdless farm in the Zuurveld, whither George had preceded him. " Peace is it, sir ? Ah, that 's well. It 's about time too, for we *ve got a deal to do — haven't we, sir V George spoke quite cheerily, under the impression that his master required comforting. " You see, sir, we Ve got to go back pretty well to where we was in 1820, and begin it all over again. It is somewhat aggrawatin' ! Might have been avoided, too, if they'd kep* a few more troops on the frontier." "Well, Jack, the treaty is signed at last," said Eobert Skyd to his brother, as he sat on his counter in Grahamstown, drumming with his heels. " Not too soon," replied John Skyd, taking a seat on the same convenient lounge. "It has cost us something: houses burnt all over the settlement, from end to end; crops destroyed; cattle carried olf, and, worst of all, trade almost ruined — except in .• T THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 399 the case of lucky fellows like you, Bob, who sell to the troops." " War would not have broken out at all," returned Bob, " if the Kafirs had only been managed with a touch of ordinary common sense in times past. Our losses are tremendous. Just look at the Kafir trade, which last year I believe amounted to above £40,000, — that's crushed out altogether in the meantime, and won't be easily revived. Kafirs in hundreds were beginning to discard their dirty karosses, and to buy blankets, handkerchiefs, flannels, baize, cot- ton, knives, axes, and what not, while the traders had set up their stores everywhere in Kafirland — to say nothing of your own business. Jack, in the gum, ivory, and shooting way, and our profits thereon. We were beginning to flourish so well, too, as a colony. I believe that we've been absorbing an- nually somewhere about £150,000 worth of British manufactured articles — not to mention other things, and now — Oh, Jack, mankind is a monstrous idiot!" • " Peace comes too late for us, Gertie," said Hans Marais to his wife, on their return to the old home- stead on the karroo, which presented nothing but a blackened heap of dry mud, bricks, and charred timbers; herds and flocks gone— dreary silence in possession — the very picture of desolation. ^ \ " Better late than never," remarked Charlie Coiir ii Jim ij l iii » 400 ■'■ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. sidine sadly. " We mast just set to work, re-stock and re-build. Not so difficult to do so as it might have been, however, owing to that considerate uncle of mine. We *re better off than some of our poor neighbours who have nothing to fall back upon. They say that more than 3000 persons have been r "duced to destitution ; 500 farm-houses have been burnt and pillaged; 900 horses, 55,000 sheep and goats, and above 30,000 head of cattle carried off, only a few of which were recovered by Colonel Smith on that expedition when Hintza was killed. However, we '11 keep up heart and go to work with a wiP — shan't we, my little wife?" Bertha — now Bertha Considine — ^who leaned on Charlie's arm, spoke not with her lips, but she lifted her bright blue eyes, and with, these orbs of light declared her thorough belief in the wisdom of what- ever Charlie might say or do. " They say it 's all settled ! " cried Jerry Goldboy, hastily entering Kenneth M'Tavish's stable. "What's all settled?" demanded Sandy Black. " Peace with the Kafirs," said Jerry. "Peace wi' the Kawfirsl" echoed Sandy, in a slightly contemptuous tone. "H'm! they should never hae had war wi' them, Jerry, my man." " But 'aving 'ad it, ain't it well that it 's howev ?" returned Jerry. "It's cost us a bonnie penny," rejoined Black, THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 401 " Nae doot Glen Lynden has come off better than ither places, for we 've managed to hand oor ain no' that ill, but wae's me for the puir folk o* the low country ! An* I *11 be boun4 the Imperial Treasury '11 smart for't.* But it's an ill wind that blaws nae gude. We *ve taken a gude slice o' land frae th« thievin* craters, for it 's said Sir Benjamin D'Urban has annexed all the country between the Kei and the Keiskamma to the colony. A most needfu* addition, for the jungles o' the Great Fish Eiver or the Buffalo were jist fortresses where the Kawfirs played hide-an'-seek wi' the settlers, an' it 's as plain as the nose on my face that peace wi' them is not possible till they're driven across the Kei — that bein' a defensible boundary." "So, they say that peace is proclaimed," said Stephen Orpin to a pretty young woman who had recently put it out of his power to talk of his " bachelor home at Salem." Jessie M'7 . 'iih had taken pity on him at last ! " Indeed !" replied JesF ie, .vith a half-disappointed look; "then I suppose you'll be going off again oix your long journeys into tae interior, and leaving me to pine here in solitude ?" "That depends,'' returned Orpiii; "on how you treat me ! Perhaps I may manacle to Hr.d my work ♦ The war of 1834-6 cost the Treasury £aOO,O0r, HT/i tb'.; coionistg lost in houses, stock, etc., £288,625. ' ' ' 2 n 402 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. -» nearer home than I did in days gone by. At all events I '11 not go into Kafirland just now, for it *s likely to remain in an unsettled state for many a day. It has been a sad and useless war, and has cost us a heavy price. Think, Jessie, of the lives lost — forty-four of pur people murdered during the invasion, and eighty-four killed and thirty wounded during the war. People will say that is nothing to speak of compared with losses in other wars ; but I, don't care for comparisons, I think only of the numbers of our people, and of the hundreds of wretched Kafirs, who have been cut off in their prime and sent to meet their Judge. But there has been one trophy of the war at which I look with rejoicing ; 15,000 Fingoes rescued from slavery is something to be thankful for. God can bring good out of evil. It may be that He will give me employment in that direction ere long." • • These various remarks, good reader, were uttered some months after the events recorded in the last chapter, for the death of the great chief of Kafirland did not immediately terminate the war. Cn the contrary, the treaty of peace entered into with Kreli, Hintza's son and successor, was scouted bv the con- federate chiefs, Tyali, Macomo, etc., who remained still unsubdued in the annexed territory, and both there and within the old frontier continued to com- mit murders and wide-spread depredations. I \ mmm THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 403 I It was not until the Kafirs had been hunted by our troops into the most impreg^iable of their woody fortresses, and fairly brought to bay, that the chiefs sent messengers to solicit peace. It was granted. A treaty of peace was entered into, by which the Kafirs gave up all right to the country conquered, and consented to hold their lands under tenure from the British Sovereign. It was signed at Fort Wil- shire in September. , Thereafter Sir Benjamin D'TJrban laid down with great wisdom and ability plans for the occupation iiud defence of the annexed territory, so as to form a real obstruction to future raids by the lawless natives — plans which, if carried out, would no doubt have prevented future wars, and on the strength of which the farmers began to return to their desolated farms, and "f ;•.: ence re-building and re-stocking with in-"' ^mitui'ie resolution. Others accepted offers of i^AiI '' the new territory, and a few of the Dutch farmei^ii; hoping for better times, and still trusting to British wisdom for protection, were prevailed on to remain in the colony at a time when many of their kindred were moving off in despair of being either protected, understood, or fairly represented. Among these still trusting ones was Conrad ?!iC,'^r.>ic, Strongly urged by Hans and Considine, he ccnaenu 1 to begin life anew in the old home, and •.v^nt vigorously to work with his stout sons. *^ 404 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. But he had barely begun to get the place into something like order when a shell was sent into the colony, which created almost as much dismay as if it had been the precursor of another Kafir invasion. Conrad was seated I. % frier d's house ia Somerset when the said shell ex ..c .. a. It came in the form of a newspaper paragrapii. He looked surprised on reading the first line or two ; then a dark frown settled on his face, which, as he read on, became pale, while his compressed lips twitched with suppressed passion. Finishing the paragraph, he crushed the news- paper up in his hand, and, thrusting it into his pocket, hastened to the stable, where he saddled his horse. Leaping on its back as if he had been a youth of twenty, he drove the spur into its flanks and galloped away at full speed — away over the dusty road leading from Somerset to the hills; away over the ridge that separates it from the level Qountry beyond ; and away over the brown karroo, until at last, covered with dust and flecked with foam, he drew up at his own door and burst in upon the family. They were concluding their evening meal. " Eead that !" he cried, flinging down the paper, throwing himself into a chair, and bringing his fist down on the table with a crash that set cups and glasses dancing. , ' . ' wm THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 406 " Tliere !** he added, pointing to the paragraph, as Hans took up the paper — " that despatch from Lord Glenelg — the British Colonial Secretary — at the top of the column. Eead it aloud, hoy." ^ Hans read as follows : — "'In the conduct which was pursued towaids the Kafir nation hy the colonists and the public authorities of the colony, through a long series of years, the Kafirs had ample justification of the late war; they had to resent, and endeavour justly," though impotently, to avenge a series of encroach- ments; they had a perfect right to hazard the experiment, however hopeless, of extorting by force that redress which they could not expect otherwise to obtain, and the claim of sovereignty over the new province must be renounced. It rests upon a con- quest resulting from a war in which, as far as I am at present enabled to judge, the original justice is on the side of the conquered, not of the victorious party.'" "Mark that!" cried Conrad, starting to his feet when Hans had finished, and speaking loud, as if he were addressing the assembled colony instead of 4 the amazed members of his own family, — "mark that : * the claim of sovereignty over the new pro- vince must he renounced* So it seems that the Kafirs are not only to be patted on the back for having acted the part of cattle-lifters for years. I ! i '406 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. ^ but are to be invited back to their old haunts to begin the work over again and necessitate another war!" He stopped abraptly, as if to check words that ought not to be uttered. There was a momentary silence in the group as they looked at each other. It was broken by Conrad saying to his youngest son, in a voice of forced ' nn ess — " Go, lad, get me a fresh horse. I will rouse the Ij)utch- African farmt. ^ aF ^vor the colony. The land is too hot to hold us. We cannot hope to find rest under the Union Jack !" ' We can sympathise strongly with the violent in- dignation of the honest Dutchman, for, in gdod truth, not only he and his kindred, but all the people of the colony, were most unjustly blamed and unfairly treated by the Government of that day. Neverthe- less Conrad was wrong about the Union Jack. The wisest of plans are open to the insidious entrance of error. The fairest flag may be stained, by unworthy bearers, with occasional prostitution. A Secretary of State is not the British nation, nor is he even, at aU times, a true representative of British feeling. Many a deed of folly, and sometimes of darkness, has un- happily been perpetrated under the protection of the Union Jack, but that does not alter the great historical fact, that truth, justice, fair-play, and free- dom have flourished longer and better under its amplo THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 407 folds than under any other flag that flies on the face of the whole earth. . , But Conrad Marais was not in a position to consider this just then. The hoy who is writhing under the lash of a temporarily insane father is not in a position to reflect that, in the main, his father is, or means to be, just, kind, loving, and true. Conrad bolted a hasty supper, mounted the fresh steed, and galloped away to rouse his kindred. And he proved nearly as good as his word. He roused many of them to join him in his intended expatriation, and many more did not need rousing. Some had brooded over their wrongs until they began to smoulder, and when they were told that the mvprovoked raid of the Kafir thieves was deemed justifiable by the Government which ought to have protected their frontier, but had left them to protect themselves, the fire burst into a flame, and the great exodus began in earnest. Thus, a second time, did Conrad and his family, with many others, take to the wilderness. On this occasion the party included Hans and Charlie Considiue, with their families. There was still wanting, however, that last gtraw which renders a burden intolerable. It was laid on at the time when slavery was abolished. The Abolition Act was carried into effect on the 1st December 1834, at which time the accursed system of slavery was virtually brought to an end in the i 408 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. colony, though the slaves were not finally freed from aU control till 1838. But the glory of this noble work was sullied not a little by the unjust manner in which, during these four years, the details relative to the payment of compensation to slave-owners were carried out. We cannot afford space here to go into these details. Suffice it to say that, as one of the con- sequences, many families in the colony were mined, . and a powerful impulse was given to the exodus, which had already begun. The leading Dutch-African faiailies in Oliphant's Hock, Gamtoos River, along the Fish River, and Somerset, sold their farms — in many cases at heavy loss or for merely nominal sums — crossed the border, and bade a final adieu to the land of their fathers. These were followed by other bands, among whom were men of wealth and educa- tion, from Graaff-Reinet, Uitenhage, and Albany, until a mighty host had hived off into the far north. Through many a month of toil and trouble did this host pass while traversing the land of the savage in scattered bands. Many a sad reverse befell them. Some were attacked and cut off; some defended themselves with heroism and passed on, defying the Kafirs to arrest their progress, until at last they reached the distant lands on which their hearts were set — and there they settled down to plough and sow, to reap and hunt and build, but always THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 409 with arms at hand, for the savage was ever on the watch to take thera at a disadvantage or unawares. Thus were laid the foundations of. the colony of Natal, the Orange Free State, and the Transvaal Republic. . / / I ' ,410 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. CHAPTER XXIX. THE LAST With peace came prosperity. This was not indeed very obvious at first, for it took a long time to re- concile the unfortunates of the eastern provinces to their heavy losses, and a still longer time to teach them to forget. Nevertheless, from this time for- ward the march of the settlers of 1820, commercially, intellectually, and religiously, became steady, regular, and rapid. No doubt they suffered one or two grievous checks as years rolled on. Again and again they had to fight the Kafir savage and drive him back into his native jungles, and each time they had more trouble in doing so than before, because the Kafir was ah apt pupil, and learned to substitute the gun for the assagai; but he did not learn to substitute enlight- ened vigour for blind passion, therefore the white man beat him as before. He did more than that. He sought to disarm the savage, and, to a large extent, succefided. He mmaaa ■ ■ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE, i / 411 disarmed him of ignorance by such means as the Lovedale Missionary Institution near Alice ; the In- stitution near Healdtown, and other seminaries, — as well as by mission stations of French, Butch- Reformed, Wesleyan, English, and Scotch churches scattered all over Kafirland ; he taught the savage that "the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom," and tnat industry is the high-road to pro- sperity. Some of the black men accepted these truths, others rejected them. Precisely the same may be said of white men all over the world. Those who accepted became profitable to themselves and the community. Those who rejected continued slaves to themselves and a nuisance to everybody. Again we remark that the same may be said of white men everywhere. White unbelievers con- tinued to pronounce the " red " Kafir an " irreclaim- able savage," fit for nothing but coercion and the lash. Black unbelievers continued to curse the white man as being unworthy of any better fate than being " driven into the sea," and, between the two, missionaries and Christians, both black and white, had a hard time of it ; but they did not give ill, for, though greatly disheartened at times, they remembered that they were " soldiers " of the cross, and as such were bound to " endure hardness." Moreover, missionaries and Christians of all colours and kinds doubtless remembered their own ains 412 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. aud errors. Being imperfect men, they had m some cases — through prejudice and ignorance, but never through design — helped the enemy a little; or if they did not remember these errors and sins they were pretty vigorously reminded of them by white opponents, and no doubt the thought of this humbled them to some extent, and tnabled them to bow more reacLl^ to chastisement. Then they braced them- selves anew for the gospel-fight — the only warfare on earth that is certain to result in blessing to both the victors and the vanquished. If any of the missionaries held with Lord Glenelg in his unwise reversal of the good Sir Benjamin D'Urban's Kafir policy, they must have had the veil removed from their eyes when that robleman himself confessed his error with a candour that said much for his heart ; reversed his own decrees, and fell back upon that very plan which at first he had condemned in such ungenerous terms. His recan- tation could not, however, recall the thousands of Dutch-African farmers whom he helped to ex- patriate. Perhaps it was well that it should be so, for good came out of this evil, — namely, the reclama- tion of vast tracts of the most beautiful and fertile regions of the earth from the dominion of darkness and cruelty. But what of those whose fortunes we have been following, during this period of peace and prosperity ? THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE, I / 413 Some of them remained in the colony, helped on these blessings, and enjoyed them. Others, casting in their lot with the wanderers, fought the battles and helped to lay the foundations of the new colonies. First, Charlie Considine. That fortunate man — having come into the possession of a considerable sum of money, through the uncle who had turned out so much " better than he should be," and having become possessed of a huge family of sons and daughters through that Bertie whom he st led the "sugar of his existence," — settled in Natal along with his friends Hans and Conrad Marais. When that fertile and warm region was taken possession of by the British, he refused to hive off with the Marais, and continued to labour there in the interests of truth, mercy, and justice to the end of his days. Junkie Brook, with that vigour of character which had asserted itself on the squally day of his nativity, joined Frank Dobson and John Skyd in a hunting expedition beyond the Great Orange Eiver; and when the Orange Free State was set up by the emigrant Dutchmen, he and his friends established there a branch of the flourishing house of Dobson, Skyd, and Co. Being on the spot when South Africa was electrified by the discovery (in 1866-67) of the Diamond Fields of that region, they sent their sons, whose name was legion, to dig, and soon became diamond merchants of the first water, so i\i THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. that when Junkie visited his aged parents on the Zuurveld — which he often did — he usually appeared with his pockets full of precious stones I " I 've found a diamond this time, nurse," he said, on the occasion of one of these visits, " which is as big — oh ! — as — as an ostrich-egg ! See, here it is," and he laid on the table a diamond which, if not quite as big as the egg of the giant bird, was large enough to enable him, with what he had previously earned, to retire comfortably from the business in favour of his eldest son. - The sudden acquisition of riches in this way was by no means uncommon at that time, for the " Fields " were amazingly prolific, and having been discovered at a crisis of commercial depression, were the means not only of retrieving the fortunes of South Africa, but of advancing her to a condition of hitherto imparallel^d prosperity. Mrs. Scholtz — by that time grown unreasonably fat — eyed the diamond with a look of amused con- tempt ; she evidently did not believe in it. Patting the hand of her former charge, she looked up in his laughing face, and said, with a shake of her head — " Ah ! Junkie, I always said you was a wonderful chHd." Sitting on a bench in front of the house — no longer domestics, but smoking their pipes there as •* friends " of the family, who had raised themselves h ■ISiVi THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 415 to a state of comparative affluence — George Dally and Scholtz, now aged men, commented on the same diamond. " It '11 make his fortune/* said George. •*Zee boy vas alvays lucky," remarked Scholtz; " zince I began to varm for myzelf I have not zeen zo big a stone." "Ahl Scholtz," returned his friend, "the hotel business has done very well for me, an' I don't complain, but if I was young again I *d sell off and have a slap at the ' Fields.* " "Zat vould only prove you vas von fool," said Scholtz quietly. ** I believe it would," returned George. In regard to the Scotch party at Glen Lynden, we have to record that they continued to persevere and prosper. Wool became one of the staple articles of colonial commerce, and the hills of the Baviaans River sent a large contingent of that article to the flourishing seaport of the eastern provinces. Of course the people multiplied, and the sturdy sons of the South African highlands did credit to their sires, both in the matter of warring with the Kafir and farming on the hills. Sandy Black stuck to his farm with the persever- ance of a true Scot, and held his own through thick and thin. He married a wife also, and when, in later years, the native blacks made a sudden descent jll6 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. ^ on his homestead, they were repulsed by a swami of white Blacks, assisted by an army of M'Tavishes, and chased o\ ei the hills with a degree of energy that caused them almost to look blue ! Andrew Rivers, being a man of progressive and independent mind, cast about him in a state of uncertainty for some years, devoting himself chiefly to hunting, until the value of ostrich feathers had induced far-siglited men to domesticate the giant bird, and take to "farming" ostriches — incubating them by artificial as well as natural means. Then Eivers became an ostrich-farmer. He was joined in this enterprise by Jerry Goldboy, and the two ultimately bought a farm on the karroo and settled down. Rivers had a turn for engineering, and set himself to form a huge dam to collect rain near his dwelling. From this reservoir he drew forth con- stant supplies, not only to water flocks and herds, but to create a garden in the karroo, which soon glowed with golden fruit. In this he set a good example, which has been followed with great success by many men of enter- prise in those regions; and there is no doubt, we think, that if such dams were multiplied, Artesian wells sunk, -and railways run into the karroos, those fine though comparatively barren regions of South Africa would soon begin to blossom like the rose. Thus, what between ostrich feathers, wool, horses. THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 417 cattle, and enterprise, Kivers and Goldboy made themselves comfortable. like other men of sense, they married. Thereafter the garden had to be considerably enlarged, for the golden fruit created by the streams which had been collected and stored by Eivers, proved quite inadequate to the supply of those oceans of babies and swarms of Goldboys that Hooded the karroo, and filled its solitudes with shouts and yells that would have done credit to the wildest tribe of reddest Kafirs in the land. Some of these descendants, becoming men of energy, wijbh roving dispositions like their sires, travelled into the far north and west, and helped to draw forth the copper ore, and to open the mines of Great Namaqua-land — thus aiding in the develop- ment of South Africa's inexhaustible treasure-house, while others of them, especially the sons of Jerry, went into the regions of the Transvaal Eepublic, and there proved themselves Goldboys in very truth, by successfully working the now celebrated gold- fields of that region. Stephen Orpin did not give up trade, but he pro secuted it with less and less vigour as time went on, and at last merely continued it as a means of en- abling him to prosecute the great object of his life, the preaching of the gospel, not merely to those whom men style par excellence the " heathen," but to every one who was willing to listen to the good news — 2D 418 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. redemption from sin ! Ah I there was great fervour in Stephen Orpin's tones when he said, as he often did — " ?^en and women, I do not come here to make you good, which, in the estimation of more than one half of the so-called Christian world, means goody. My desire is to open your eyes to see Jesus, the Saviour from sin. Who among you — except the young — does not know the power of sin; our inability to restrain bad and vicious habits ; our passionate desire to do what we know is wrong; our frequent faUing from courses that we know to be right J It is not that hell frightens us ; it is not that heaven fails to attract us. These ideas trouble us little — too little. It is present misery that torments. We long and desire to have, but cannot obtain ; we fight and strive, but do not succeed, or, it may be, we do succeed, and discover success to be failure, for we are disappointed, and then feel a tendency towards apathetic indifference. If, however, our consciences be awakened, then the torment takes another form. We are tempted powerfully and can- not resist. We cannot subdue our passions ; we / cannot restrain our tempers. No wonder. Has not/ God said, ' Greater is he who ruleth his own spirit, than hewho taketh a city'? The greatest con- quero|^^B| so great as he who conquers himself. Wha^^^^K Is there no deliverance from sin ? Yes, thera^^^Bin shall not have dominion over you/ 1 ,/ THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. 419 li I .. are the words of Him who also said, 'Come unto Me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and 1 will give you rest.* " • " Stephen Orpin," cried a sturdy sinner, in whose ears these words vj^re preached, "do you hnowBl] that to be true ?^^an you speak from experience of [erajice, this rest ?" len, starting up with a sudden ^t — partly by some deliverances for me, partly from some luch, lave tha^Bit^^^ 'restraining mercy, I sho Sg long ago. Man, wherein BS3king deliverance and rest, it has sin, not to failure in the Lord's faithm^^s. But Stephen did not travel so far or so long as had been his wont in days gone by. A wife and family, in the village of Salem, exercised an attrac- tive influence, fastening him, as it were, to a fixed point, and converting his former erratic orbit into a circle which, with centripetal force, was always drawing nearer to its centre. In the course of his early wanderings Orpin managed to search out Euyter the Hottentot robber, and so influenced him as to induce him to give up his lawless career and return to the colony. Euy- ter drew with him Abdul Jemalee, Booby the Bush- lave been ive failed n owmg 420 THE SETTLER AND THE SAVAGE. man, and one or two others, who settled down to peaceful occupations. The Malay in particular — slavery being by that time abolished — returned to Capetown, and there found his amiable wife and loving children ready to receive him with open arms. 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