CHAPTER V. 
VISIT TO GENADENDAL. 
The weather was exceedingly pleasant and fine ; but the distant 
blue lofty mountains of Baviaans Kloof (Baboon's Pass), which 
now appeared before us, seemed enveloped in rain. The sun, 
fast sinking to the horizon, induced us to quicken our pace, 
that we might cross the river Zondereinde (Endless River) before 
dark. As this was a deeper stream than any we had hitherto 
crossed ; and as we judged it would be much swelled with the rain 
of yesterday, we began to entertain great apprehensions that the 
ford would be found too deep to be passed safely in the dark. 
The course of this river is by no means of such a length as to 
justify the name it bears : not far from the village of Zwellendam, 
