96 JOURN"AL OF A 
Brother Lemmerz, and my groom, SolomoiiPfeifFer, a very steady 
and trust-worthy Hottentot, with a led horse to carry a portman- 
teau. I did notfeel quite well, and the missionaries, haying charged 
Solomon to take all possible care, that I received no harm, he was 
almost troublesome with his anxieties about the safety of my 
person. Perceiving however, that I meant to ride more soberly 
than a Hottentot, who is always in full gallop, he observed, that 
unless Mynheer used more speed, we should not reach Mr. Alex- 
ander's farm, beyond Hottentot-Hollands-Kloof, where he thought 
I meant to spend the night. But, as the w^eather was intensely 
hot, I had no intention of murdering either myself or our horses, 
but kept on an easy pace. 
After passing Klemms' farm, we met Brother Leitner returning 
with his wife from the warm-baths. We all alighted, and spent 
a quarter of an hour together in conversation. Our first halt was 
at a farm, belonging to a Mr. Joorst. Tlie heat grew almost in- 
tolerable, and we were glad to retire into any kind of shade ; not 
a tree or bush affording any defence, against the burning rays of 
the sun during the whole journey. The farm, like most others, is 
a mass of ruined walls, and wretched hovels. The master was a 
paralytic old German, painfully striving to make himself inteli- 
ligible to Brother Lemmerz, and by the help of his son, as in- 
terpreter, to satisfy his eager curiosity about the politics of the 
day and the fate of nations, which seemed grievously to trouble 
the poor man's brains, and set his lame tongue to work. He had 
been a sailor on board a Dutch Indiaman, some fifty 5^ears ago. 
His son was a friendly, hospitable man, and a shoemaker by trade. 
Some hints, given by my worthy companion, relating to the ne- 
cessity of his becoming, in his present infirm state, better acquaint- 
-ed with the things of Heaven, than those of the earth, were neither 
understood iior taken. We left him with emotions of sincere 
compassion. 
After a very hot ride over the barren desert, we reached a farm 
on the Botte-llevier, where I soon recognized the possessor to be 
