The Eye of Kuruman 



Morning, noon and night, cattle, horses, sheep 

 and goats splash contentedly in these cool, sweet 

 waters. If Kuruman were in Canada it would 

 be easy to forecast its rise and progress. Situated 

 in the centre of the finest stock plains in South 

 Africa, in the midst of a potential maize region 

 for grain or silage, on the westward highway 

 to the sea, in five years it would surpass Saska- 

 toon, in fifteen Calgary, and in thirty Winnipeg. 

 But we live in a land where men look for gold 

 only in the mile-deep mines, and are blind to 

 the richness of our ten-inch levels. Neverthe- 

 less, this gem of the desert is destined to have 

 a great future. 







Our earliest record is from the pen of the 

 Rev. John Campbell, who was sent out by the 

 London Missionary Society on 24th June 1812, 

 to inspect the mission stations of Cape Colony. 

 So that here we have the testimony of a man who 

 gazed into the eye of Kuruman over the vista 

 of a hundred years. In his " Travels in South 

 Africa " (p. 174) Mr Campbell writes : 



" After breakfast we walked about three 

 miles from Steven Fountain to view Krooman 

 Fountain, whence the river of that name pro- 

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