CHAPTER XX. 



PIG-STICKING IN SOUTH AFRICA. 



More Natives tinder my Wing My New Driver His Likes and his Dislikes 

 Another One Wanted" Count " or " Uncle "A Pair of Black Oxen Pur- 

 chased The Men in Possession Humiliating Return Scrimmage with a 

 Dirty Boer Sheriff to the Rescue Verdict in My Favour South African 

 Scenery Umganey in Gorgeous Array Immense Effect upon his Friends 

 Is the Man Mad, or does he mean Suicide ? Umganey's Explanation makes 

 Darkness Visible Game, that's it Pigs ! Fetch my Spear Attendant and 

 Self off for the Chase I cannot get near the Quarry The Quarry gets near 

 the Macalaca In fact, throws him "Revenge!" I cry Pig receives One 

 Prod and I receive One Coup Ingenuity of the Macalaca Pork not so 

 Scarce as it was an Hour Ago Chase after Jackal Silver Jackal The 

 Voice of the Jackal Queer Ant-heaps Umganey explains their Chimney- 

 shaped Funnels In a Strange Land Another Addition to my Museum. 



WELL, you all know how I marched out of Zeerust 

 not exactly with colours flying and the hand playing 

 the old, old but never stale air, " The Girl I left behind 

 me," still feeling quite jaunty and not a little proud of 

 the way I had defeated the enemy. 



Trecking five miles, I halted by the last water 

 to be found for fifty miles two days and a half's 

 work. Here a good deal of organising was required; 

 the new bullocks were evidently not in their places, and 

 a nigh-ox does not work well as an off-one, and vice 

 versa. Moreover, the fatches had to be filled, and a 

 man told off to look after Buckey, the goat. 



While here I was joined by several Macalacas and 

 Mashoonas, all on their way home from the Diamond- 

 fields, where they had been at work. For protection 



