CHAP. IV.] A DOOMED SUFFEKER. 113 



evidently not far from her. I had three sheep with 

 me, so I ofF-packed, and killed one. She seemed 

 ravenous ; and though I purposely had off-packed some 

 two hundred yards from her, yet the poor wretch kept 

 crawling and dragging herself up to me, and would not 

 be withheld, for fear I should forget to give her the 

 food I promised. When it was ready, and she had 

 devoured what I gave her, the meat acted, as it often 

 does in such cases, and fafrly intoxicated her : she 

 attempted to stand, regardless of the pain, and sang, 

 and tossed her lean arms about. It was perfectly 

 sickening to witness the spectacle. I did the only 

 tiling I could : I cut the rest of the meat in strips, and 

 hung it within her reach, and where the sun would 

 jerk (i.e. dry and preserve) it. It was many days' 

 provision for her. I saw she had water, firewood, and 

 gum in abundance, and then I left her to her fate. 



We had a little shooting on our way, and I also had 

 an opportunity of chmbing a high hill, which is a very 

 conspicuous land-mark, whence I had a wonderfully 

 fine view both of the country I had visited and also a 

 ghmpse of that which I hoped soon to explore. We 

 scrambled over some very rugged and thorny ground 

 for five hours, having quite lost our way, but making 

 a cast, came down on the waggon-road at a place which 

 was recognised by Hans as being three or four hours 

 from Eikhams, Jonker's village : it was an immense 

 kraal, formed by a strong stockade, in which Katjima- 

 sha (a Damara chief) intrenched himself once when he 

 and Jonker were allies, and robbed the other Damaras 

 in company. Some years back they had dissolved 



