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only his flour, and no honey. This robbery made him 
resolve to destroy no more bees when he took their 
honey, considering their conduct in robbing him of his 
property as a just punishment to him for his cruelty* 
The gentleman who related the story was a witness to 
the bees robbing the mill. 
About five, P.M. after taking leave of Mr. Vanzails 
and family, we again commenced our journey, and im- 
mediately began to ascend a long sand hill, clad with 
beautiful bushes, all in flower. At six we passed a 
boor's place, and observed the poor slaves all gazing 
after us, but none of them approached our waggons. 
We then continued ascending another sand hill for 
two hours, the descent of which was steep ; and deep, 
heavy sand extended for about four miles. Though I 
walked with five or six of our Hottentots, hardly a word 
was exchanged for two or three hours, every one being 
intent on wading through the sand. Though the night 
was dark, various birds amused us with their pleasing 
short notes. At eleven we came to a boor s place, which 
we hoped was the spot where we had agreed to halt. 
All were in bed ; however, they called to us that it was 
not Kootse's place. Some of our oxen lay down upon the 
road, but were got up again. We reached Kootse's at 
one o'clock in the morning, when we got to rest as soon 
as we could. Most of our men were behind, having 
probably mistaken the way. 
l6th. Thermometer at sun-rise 50. Our men ar- 
rived about ten, A.M. They had been at one time 
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