A T MO N YAM A' S A GAIN. 1 2 1 



and indeed all the oxen, were very stupid, but I 

 blame the driver, and though it was a fine moonlight 

 night he would try no more till next morning. 



" January 3 \st. — Fine hot day. Stupidity again 

 in Jantje ; he first tried to pull the waggon back 

 and then forward, and finally raised it and put stones 

 under it, as ought to have been done last night, for 

 it was taken out at once when this was tried. Two 

 girls from the kraal we passed yesterday came to the 

 waggon en route for Monyama's. They were over- 

 taken by us on the road afterwards, and went some 

 distance in the waggon, and again came to the 

 waggon at Monyama's. Two little looking-glasses 

 delighted them beyond measure, and each little 

 gift caused an exclamation of delight and gratitude, 

 'O baasa!' 1 They were perfectly unsophisticated; 

 one I thought pretty. They sang, evidently studying 

 the most fascinating smiles whilst looking into the 

 mirrors. After we moved I had the oxen unyoked 

 to feed for a short time, and we started fairly at 

 noon. The country was again extremely pretty and 

 well wooded, the road winding like a labyrinth 

 amongst the picturesque kopjes. We crossed several 

 spruits, some of them awkward ones, and at one had 

 a good deal of trouble, but it had a good bottom 

 and we pulled through. We reached Monyama's 

 and outspanned on high ground under an abruptly- 

 rising kopje about 3 p.m. 



" Here old Monyama came to see me, and pre- 



1 Dutch baas (master); the a added to form the vocative, accord- 

 ing to the usage of the native languages. 



