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JOURNEY TO BETHELSDORR [1813^. 
about a mile beyond the river, and Cupi<]o preached, 
when the boors wife and fanriily attended. We gave 
her Dutch tracts, and I spent some time in teaching 
her children their letters. She gave us plenty of 
churned milk and butter. None of the children knew 
one letter in the alphabet : they were remarkably shy, 
having perhaps never seen as many people together 
before. Thermometer at noon 71. At two, P.M. 
four Hottentot women, an old man, and four children, 
came to have conversation with Cupido. When he 
and they had seated themselves on the grass, I ad- 
mired the facility with which he introduced a con- 
versation with eacli. He asked the old man if he 
knew any thing of God, which began a long conversa- 
tion with him : he inquired of another if she had any 
love to God, which served as a foundation of a con- 
versation with her. In this way he had a particular 
conversation with each. This lasted for an hour and 
a half, and I hope it will not soon be forgotten. 
At sun-set we departed from Hous river, and tra- 
velled until eleven, P.M. along a narrow pass, not 
more than 500 feet wide, between two chains of 
hills. In the day it would have been pleasant, but 
in the night it was gloomy. We crossed the bed of 
a river four or five times, which must render it trouble- 
some in the rainy season. We passed three boors' 
houses, which, from their nearness to each other, 
proves that the ground is good ; and likewise a rock, 
which in the dark resembled fire, from its peculiar 
whiteness: it is called Honey rock. On halting 
