A Breath from the Veldt 



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During the afternoon we had got in amongst a lot of those great dry sluits 

 about 50 yards wide and 30 or 40 feet deep — nasty things to cross with a 

 waggon at any time, and particularly so with donkeys. On entering the last 

 and worst, all the waggon wheels being tied, the vehicle itself came to the 



VULTURES GOING TO ROOST 



conclusion that the donkeys were not going fast enough to the bottom, so it 

 started off on its own account to see if it could help them a bit. This it 

 managed so successfully that the whole concern — donkeys, waggon, and 

 contents — went flying to the bottom of the sluit ; and had it not been for the 

 deep and soft sand in which they finally lodged, at least four of the donkeys 



