IN AUSTRAL AFRICA. 



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curiosity ; as for my reading or resting, when she is 

 about, it would be quite out of the question. If she 

 had not me to plague, she would devote her time to 

 the cows, goats, or dogs. The baboon she has an 

 intense dislike for, and if that wise beast did not take 

 shelter on the tilt of the waggon, she would soon 

 settle scores with him. This feud commenced from 

 the day Boanerges took her by surprise, and stole 

 from her a head of mealie corn. However, with the 

 cat it is quite different ; that sleek gentleman fre- 

 quently sits on her back, and invariably makes it 

 his haven of safety when the baboon is loose. An 

 onion will tempt the baboon to do almost any reckless 

 action to get possession of it, but even that will not 

 entice him to go to the mare's bucket if she be feed- 

 ing out of it. 



Sugar-cane is also a great favourite with both, 

 but if a stem be given between them, unless 

 Boanerges gets his end between the spokes of one 

 of the waggon wheels, he is not likely to enjoy more 

 than a small share of the luxury ; but should this 

 occur, then there is a regular game of " pull devil, 

 pull baker/' till at length the superior weight of the 

 mare gains the day, when Mr. Baboon, sulky, but 

 still chattering, retires in high dudgeon to his 

 favourite retreat. 



One trick that is objectionable I cannot break 

 her of, viz.. biting the buttons of my coat. I have 

 known other horses to do the same. The charger 



