i882.] On the Way to the Zambesi. 
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Now that I am nearing the Zambesi, reports of war and blood- 
shed increase more and more. 
I have been reading lately in the ninth chapter of Romans. 
Does it not explain why God bears with people now, and that it 
is only because of the grace of God that any one of us is 
different from others ? 
Monday^ August 'jth. — I ascertained to-day from Kama's 
Masaroa that there was but little game on before, and that we 
were a full five days' march from Leshuma. So I decided to 
remain two or three days to dry some flesh for food for future 
use. 
^th. — A fair supply of zebra flesh has been brought in by the 
men, and all round the camp to-day flesh, cut in long strips, is 
hung on long poles to dry. A troop of zebras passed close to 
our camp, and my three donkeys seeing them started after at 
full gallop, and soon joined them, when the troop made off. 
Setobi and the other Bechuana went in pursuit of them. Hour 
after hour passed by with no news of the donkeys, and I confess 
I felt very uncomfortable, the men being ready to leave me at a 
moment's notice, my donkeys away, and myself a hundred miles 
from any inhabited part. Greatly to my relief, just as the sun 
was setting, the donkeys appeared with the two Bechuana. We 
are surrounded for miles and miles by thick woods, and, humanly 
speaking, it was hopeless to follow them. "Bob," however, did 
not seem to take so well to his new companions as the other two 
donkeys did, and withdrew from them. Ramatlodi, the Bushman, 
made up to him, and, wisely mounting, whipped him up. " Bob " 
made off at a run, kept most faithfully to the spoor of the other 
two donkeys and the zebras, and after a long run got up with 
them. The donkeys were by this time fighting with the zebras, 
and kicking each other. When Ramatlodi showed himself, the 
zebras scampered away, and the donkeys submitted to be driven 
back. The man had gone fully twelve miles after them. 
^th. — After drying about 200 lbs. of flesh I got a start this 
evening, and camped close by the Chobe, which flows into the 
Zambesi. 
10/^. — During the night I lost my faithful, dog Judy. She was 
barking away at my side, and I looked up and told her to be 
quiet. In a short time she began barking again ; then followed 
