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pafs ; for the inhabitants, obferving that I did 
not ftop, ran after me as if 1 had been a curi- 
ous wild beaft, and never quitted me till they 
had furveyed me for fome time. Having 
crofled the Roye-Sand-Khof^ the Valley of 
Red Sand, and the Klein- Berg-Rivier^ or Lit-^ 
tie River of the Mountains, when I arrived 
next morning, the 27th, at SwarULand^ I or- 
dered my horfes, which I had not ufed for 
fome time, to be faddled ; and leaving a num- 
ber of inquifitive planters around my carriages 
and baggage, I advanced forwards, accompa-?' 
nied by my faithful Klaas ; and arrived with 
much pleafure, the fame evening, at the houfe 
of my ancient hoft, the worthy Slaber, who 
had fo nobly entertained me two years before, 
when I met with the dreadful difafter already 
mentioned at the bay of Saldanha. 
Words could hardly exprefs the joy, and 
above all the aftonifhment, which my arrival 
occafioned to all this refpedable family. They 
expedied it fo little ; I was fo difguifed by my 
beard, and the accounts which had been pro- 
pagated at the Cape, and in the neighbour-^ 
hood, of the diftant excurfions and the dan- 
gers to which I had expofed myfelf, rendered 
mydea th fo probable, that they were all terri- 
fied 
