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and richer sample of well-fed pork could not be con¬ 
ceived. We salted him down for future use. 
24 th. — All turned out after the elands, four 
horses, and the rest on foot; but we only bagged one 
young cow amongst the whole party. Two or three 
more, badly wounded, fell into the hands of the 
Kaffirs. On our return we found the horse 4 Sweep ’ 
dead, and were kept awake most of the night by the 
laughing hyenas and dogs fighting over him. 
25 th. — Moved our quarters a few miles. We 
found a very nice fruit, called by the Kaffirs ama- 
bouche, resembling a mangrove in flavour, very 
luscious and good. Hunted the strand bush unsuc¬ 
cessfully, bathed in the sea, but had to beware of 
the ground sharks. Played whist until a late hour, 
finished the grog, and wound up by a soaking wet 
night (from the heavens, I mean). 
2 §th. — As I foresaw a continuance'of rain, I set 
about making a pair of felt shoes, which were to be 
unrivalled for skill and neatness of workmanship, but 
the soles took so long softening, that we were unable 
to finish them. The rest of the party killed time by 
draughts, books, and bullet-casting, and wound up 
with whist, as usual. 
27 th. — After a sumptuous breakfast on cold pig, 
three of us and an after-rider started in quest of 
elands. On the way, Venture ran a tiger-cat to bay 
in a tree. I shook and stoned him out, and the 
dogs, after a short, quick burst, worried him in good 
style. I dragged him to the wagon-road and rode 
