A FINE SUNSET. 117 
Leaving the neighbourhood of Gubuleweyo, as 
already mentioned, on January 26th, he reached 
Kumala River the following day, and on the 28th 
again pushed forward towards the Shashani, where 
he arrived after many stoppages two days later, John 
Lee's farm being reached early on the morning of 
the ist of February. For three days before his 
arrival at John Lee's, the Journal reads as follows, 
the first extract finding him at a point in the road still 
a few miles from the Shashani, where his waggon had 
sunk deep the night before, necessitating a halt : — 
"palmary 29//^. — During the night some rain 
fell ; the morning was cloudy, but fine. Got the 
waggon clear with some difficulty, and started about 
noon, but it stuck again after going a few yards, the 
dissel - boom breaking, which was shortened and 
used again, causing a long delay. ... At length we 
started fairly about 5.40 p.m. The sun was getting 
low, and, as we went through some really beautiful 
scenery, he set, and the sunset scene was a lovely one. 
I can now fancy that South Africa may have much 
fine scenery, and I wish I could see the Zambesi. 
In the foreground was undulating and broken 
ground, covered with long grass, showing in some 
places a silvery white colour, in others a yellow, and 
in others a green one. Beyond, the deep green of 
the trees — not uniform in height and growth, but 
reminding one in their graceful diversity of hedge- 
row trees or those of copses at home — rose distinct 
against the deep violet kopjes on the horizon and the 
sunset sky. The upper part of the sky was blue, 
