144. 
SOUTHERN AFRICA. 
Lulled by the sound of the Gareep, 
Beneath the willow's murmuring deep. 
Till thunder-clouds, surcharged with rain, 
Pour verdure o'er the panting plain ; 
And call the famish' d dreamer from his trance, 
To feast on milk and game, and wake the moon- 
light dance. 
Their principal weapons are the bow and 
poisoned arrows, and a javelin or spear, which 
they use only for hunting ; as they are by no 
means a warlike tribe, and offer no resistance 
to those who attack them. 
Eeligion they have none — a kind of wild 
traditionary superstition holding its place in 
their stunted and obscure minds. Little pro- 
gress seems to be made either among them by 
Missionary enterprise; as those of their tribes 
professing Christianity are not to be relied 
on, while the great majority refuse to hear. 
The difficulty of attaining their language, and 
the diversity of dialectical divisions and forms 
throughout it, also seem to be great obstacles 
to the progress of knowledge. 
Amongst these divisions of the Hottentot dia- 
lects, little is known respecting that of the Ko- 
runna tribes, except by one laborious Mission- 
ary, the Eev. Mr. Wuras, of the Berlin Society ; 
who, it is said, has not only mastered the lan- 
guage, but is compiling a grammar of the Ko- 
runna dialect in European characters, while 
