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US, that he Imcl saved twenty oxen last 3^ear, who must otherwise 
have died of that terrible disorder. 
About half past nine, we left Bock Revier, and proceeded with 
Mr. Eckstein's oxen to a place beyond Hartebeestkraal, where we 
again met our ov/n. The mountains increase in singularity of 
shape, and picturesque combinations, the nearer we approach 
to Gnadenthal. When we had arrived in the neighbourhood of 
Mrs. Giebeler's farm, we saw about a hundred Hottentots on foot 
and on horseback, coming to meet us, headed by the missionaries 
Leitner and Lemmerz, with Mr. and Mrs. Melville and two chil- 
dren. It was truly aft'ecting to hear the expressions of sincere joy 
and gratitude for our safe return, which burst upon us from old and 
young; and Ave all joined in humble thanks to God, our Saviour 
and Protector, whose mercies unto us during the whole journey, 
had been every morning new. About three o'clock we entered 
Gnadenthal, and the renewed impression made upon my mind, by 
the view of this charming place, accompanied by all the reflections 
on its origin, aim, and progress, filled my eyes again with tears of 
gratitude to God, for such a visible display of his mercy and power. 
AVhile we were at dinner, a large company of Hottentots assembled 
before the dining-room, and sung a hymn of praise to the Lord, 
for having brought us safe home again. In the usual evening- 
service, the whole congregation joined in our thanksgivings. j f yj 
