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JOURNEY IN ALBANY. 
[1813. 
of our waggons remained, and six Hottentots from 
Mr. Bogle, to whom he had given passes. One of 
them was a serjeant who, having symptoms of a de- 
cline, was anxious to embrace the opportunity of going 
with us to the Drosdy to consult the medical gentle- 
men there. Mr. Bogle, with great humanity, takes 
care of a Caffre girl about five years of age, whose 
mother was accidentally killed in a skirmish, and 
whose father fled with his countrymen into Caffraria. 
She has a pleasant appearance, and seems at home in 
the garrison. Her seeing her father again depends on 
peace being restored between the colony and the 
Caffres, which in all probability will not be soon^ 
The w ater at the post is good, yet has the appearance 
of being mixed with milk. 
At noon, the rain began to fall very fast, while 
travelling along Zuurberg, (or Sour-hill,) which ren- 
dered the descent so slippery that it was difficult to 
manage the waggon, the oxen being unable to keep it 
back. The appearance of the country was beautiful, 
and abounded with hills, trees, and verdant grass. 
We again passed many Caffre gardens, which had 
lately been destroyed by the soldiery, lest they should 
be a temptation to the CafFres to return. On examin- 
ing the ground which we supposed was that which had 
been recommended for a missionary station, there did 
not appear to be a sufficient quantity of water, and 
the pools we saw are probably without water altogether 
in the dry seasons. There is indeed plenty of stone 
