JULY.] JOURNEY BEYOND THE GREAT RIVER. 333 
1 8th. Thermometer at sun-rise 50 : at noon 68. A 
Bushman with his two wives visited us. They wit- 
nessed our worship, but seemed to take very little 
notice of it. After our worship, I went to a retired 
eminence on the banks of the river. The views to the 
N.E. E. and S.E. were very extensive. The reflection 
that no European eye had ever surveyed these plains, 
and mountains, and rivers, and that I was ten thou- 
sand miles from home, made a solemn impression on 
my mind which was deepened by the stillness which 
at that time prevailed. I snatched a scrap of paper 
from my pocket, on which I wrote the following 
lines : 
I'm far from what I call my home. 
In regions where no white men come ; 
Where wilds, and wilder men are found. 
Who never heard the gospel sound. 
Indeed they know not that there's one 
Ruhng on high, and GOD alone.— 
In days and nights for five months past, 
I've travell'd nmch ; am here at last. 
On banks of stream well named Great, 
To drink its water is a treat. — 
But here to have the living word, 
Enriching treasure ! Spirit's sword, 
A favour this that can't be told. 
In worth surpassing finest gold. 
May Bushmen and the Bootchuanas, 
The Namacquaas and the Corannas, 
All soon possess this God-like feast. 
And praise the Lord from west to east. 
