220 KEFRESHING BATH. 



fat, began to draw it milder, though I thought he 

 was never going to stop. I could see nearly half a 

 mile ahead, but could not perceive a sign of anything. 

 It was not till we had covered five hundred yards 

 that my little guide pulled up, and pointed to the 

 dead body of a hartebeest within forty yards of us. 

 I then saw it plainly enough, but its skin was so much 

 the colour of the ground, that I should not have 

 perceived it till pointed out by the urchin, who had 

 never taken his eyes off the herd till he saw the 

 beast fall, and who had proved himself a sharp-sighted 

 lad. 



As in a few minutes it was dark, I took out my 

 knife and cut off the head and two legs, which we car- 

 ried home between us. 



On my arrival I found that Chinsoro had every- 

 thing ready for dinner and bed, but the great treat 

 he had prepared for me was four large pots of water, 

 which he was soon busy pouring over me. This 

 kind of bath is wonderfully refreshing after a hard 

 day's work, especially when you see a splendid river 

 running past you, but dare not venture in — a real 

 case of " sour grapes." 



Dinner followed, and after playing a few tunes on 

 the cornopean by the particular desire of the vil- 

 lagers, some of whom had heard it before, I turned 

 in and was soon asleep. 



Awaking early next morning, I was astonished to 

 find one of the Ajawahs, Piccaninnee's servant, sleep- 

 ing close to me, having rolled himself partly on to 

 my blankets. A strong application of my toe to his 

 back, which had a most^ startling effect, taught him 



