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nervous moment; I did not half admire it, and all 
our Kaffirs were in the utmost alarm : a dead silence 
was maintained by everyone ; and poor White was 
awfully annoyed and vexed about it. To do him 
justice, I believe, if any of us would have stood by 
him, he would have infinitely preferred shooting 
half a dozen and being spitted himself, to the dis¬ 
grace to white men of having to obey a Kaffir ; but 
it was all brought on by his own obstinacy. 
Likwazi, the prime minister before mentioned, 
came down to us—a fat, good-tempered, jovial fellow 
— made the peace, and eventually all was settled 
amicably; but our long-meditated route was peremp¬ 
torily forbidden, and we were obliged to rest satis¬ 
fied with the shooting Panda thought fit to give us 
in the Slatakula bush, where the old fellow knew 
well there were rarely any elephants worth shooting. 
He is a wily old savage. On Clifton wishing parti¬ 
cularly to see him out of curiosity, though he sent 
many presents to him, the only answer he sent 
was, 4 1 have nothing to say to him; does he think 
me a wild beast, that he is so anxious to see me P 
I won’t see him.’ Nor did he see any of the party 
but White and the interpreter. 
September 1st. — Treked on our way back again. 
Some Kaffir boys told us of a herd of elands. 
White, Edmonstone, and myself went in pursuit, 
and after a sharp burst round a big hill, White came 
upon them. I also ran to get a shot, and we each 
of us had two shots at not more than a hundred 
