DEATH OF HENDEICH. 
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of an angry, blood-thirsty lion burst upon my ear 
within a few yards of us, followed by the shrieking 
of the Hottentots; again and again the murderous 
roar of attack was repeated. We heard John and 
Euyter shriek, c The lion ! the lion !’ Still for 
a few moments we thought he w T as chasing one of 
the dogs round the kraal : but next instant John 
Stofolus rushed into the midst of us almost speech¬ 
less with fear and terror, his eyes bursting from 
their sockets, and shrieked out, 4 The lion ! the 
lion ! he has got Hendrich, he dragged him away 
from the fire beside me, I struck him with the burn¬ 
ing brand upon the head, and he would not let go 
his hold. Hendrich is dead ! 0 God ! Hendrich is 
dead ! Let us take fire and seek him.’ On hearing 
this the rest of my people rushed about, shrieking and 
yelling as if they were mad. I was angry with them 
for their folly, and told them that if they did not 
stand still and keep quiet the lion would have 
another of us, and that very likely there was a troop 
of them. I ordered the dogs, which were nearly all 
fast, to be made loose, and the fire to be increased 
as far as could be. I then shouted Hendrich’s name, 
but all was still. I told my men that Hendrich was 
dead, and that a regiment of soldiers could not now 
help him, and, hunting my dogs forward, had every¬ 
thing brought within the kraal, when we lighted our 
fire and closed the entrance as well as we could. 
44 My terrified people sat round the fire with guns 
in their hands till the day broke, still fancying that 
every moment the lion would return and spring 
again into the midst of us. When the dogs were 
