CHAP. XXIV. 
JOURNEY ACROSS THE WILD BUSHMAN COUNTRY— 
TKANNEE — DASH PORT — SEA-COW RIVER — 
TOORNBERG — INTERVIEW WITH NA-A-KOW, 
CHIEF OF THE TOORNBERG BUSHMEN. 
August 30. 
We left Ramah at noon, and in less than an 
hour an old waggon, of which Mr. R. had ob- 
tained the loan at Konnah to carry his luggage, 
fell to the ground with a crash, the spokes of the 
fore-wheel having gone to pieces, though only 
repaired the preceding day. This was a serious 
occurrence in what Captain B. called an un- 
mechanical country. As is usual on such occa- 
sions, we all stood thoughtfully and stared at 
each other for a time round the wreck of the 
wheel, taking up one broken spoke, and another, 
and then throwing them to the ground, as unfit 
for farther service. 
A man belonging to Ramah departed on an ox 
