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a month for D , but hearing nothing of him, 



at length turned towards the Colony, sadly 



satisfied that D had perished in the desert 



he so madly tempted. Meanwhile I reached Port 

 Elizabeth in due time, sold my ivory, and fitted 

 out again for the interior, meaning to hunt along 

 the Limpopo and its tributaries. Having passed 

 Sechele's kraal, while outspanned at a spring called 

 Manhock, just eighteen months since parting with 



D , all at once a waggon, with a very ragged 



white man leading the oxen, and an old Hottentot 

 driving, came up. Going to see who it was, to 

 my utter astonishment I found that the forlorn 



white man was my friend D , very hungry, 



naked, tired, but in robust health. As I was well 



supplied, D was soon clothed, fed, and in his 



right mind, and we spent three joyous days 

 together, during which he gave me the history of 

 his strange adventures in the desert, and his final 

 escape. 



It appeared that after parting with me at Kange 

 he got along on his course famously for some days, 

 having found a few rainpools, which, however, soon 

 dried up, and then suffering and danger loomed 

 ahead. Of course he had loaded up a good supply 



