MR. NICCOTI WINKLE. 209 



Europeans and several Boers on its porch. Taking off 

 my cap, I asked for Mr. Niccoti Winkle. A roar of 

 laughter greeted my inquiry. After the mirth had 

 somewhat subsided, a good-looking, well-dressed gentle- 

 man approached me. " Niccoti Winkle is the Boer for 

 store, and I am the proprietor of the establishment. 

 Please dismount and make yourself at home ; your 

 wagon is outspanned in my yard/' 



I afterwards learned that the name of Niccoti Winkle 

 has stuck to my kind host ever since this incident. 



