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as agreeable a coup d'ceil as the most fastidious could 

 desire. 



Breakfast had scarcely been got under weigh 

 before three persons, in European clothes, approached 

 us, followed by a tag-rag and bobtail of semi-naked 

 savages. The centre of these three was his Serene 

 Highness. On his left was an adjoining chief named 

 Toto, while the right-hand place was occupied by 

 Morocco, without exception the best interpreter and 

 most agreeable I may say gentlemanly Bechuana 

 I ever met. Of course, the usual hand-shaking 

 accompanied our greeting, which was scarcely over 

 when a demand was made for a soupje of brandewein. 

 To this demand I had to comply, for in ' this chiefs 

 country we intended hunting, and from him obtaining 

 guides, etc. The object of our visit being explained, 

 the chief laughed, and through Morocco told us that 

 perhaps we would get hunted, ourselves, as he had 

 been a week or two before. On requesting an 

 explanation, we received the following : 



" I started from Honey vley to come here. I had 

 two wagons and a number of my people with me. 

 The night was dark and stormy, but that did not 

 matter, for every one knew the road since he was 



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