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JOURNEY FROM 
[1820. 
The farmer and his son visited our tent ;. his name 
was Pinnar, and, about twenty-six years before, 
his father had lost his life in a contest with Afri- 
caner, by whom he was shot, 
Pinnar appeared to be favourably disposed to- 
wards the truths of the Gospel, He received the 
account of Africaner's conversion with some sur- 
prise, but with less incredulity than might have 
been expected under such circumstances. 
We continued our course the next day at five 
P.M. The land in the vicinity of the Gamka began 
to improve. Some hundreds of Caffre cattle were 
feeding, which had been captured by the late 
commandoes that went against them. Their 
number was said to be about fifteen hundred. 
We halted near the river about midnight. 
Early in the morning our Bootshuana came in 
triumph with a duyker [an animal of the deer 
kind] which he had just shot, being the first animal 
he had ever killed with a musket. Our Hotten- 
tots had long made sport of his shooting, assuring 
him he could never kill any thing with a musket ; 
and so certain were they of this, that they ap- 
pointed two of their number to eat the feathers 
or hair of the first animal he should kill. The 
ball had gone through the creature's throat and 
into his back, so he had shot at it in front. This 
