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AFRICAN HUNTING. 
it, so as to keep up a continual light. Each straw 
burned about a minute. 
On the 14th, I came on to the Umveloose. I made 
up my mind to leave two-thirds of my provisions 
behind, and go into the country with as little as 
possible. With this view, I converted an old pair of 
breeches into bags. These, and half a towel which 
I spared for the purpose, contained my sugar, coffee, 
tea, bullets, beads, red kalis, &c. Maclean went off 
in the afternoon, and I was again left alone. 
I was anxious to be off the next day, but as I did 
not know the way, I was obliged to wait for a friend’s 
wagon. I much feared that my Kaffir would run 
away, as the Zulus, from some cause or other, had 
killed all his relations, and he expected that they 
wished to make an end of him also. His alarm was 
not unreasonable, as his sister had been impaled only 
two days before. 
With a small frying-pan, which I bought for a few 
beads from a Kaffir, who did not know its use, a tin 
cup and plate, pocket-knife and wooden spoon, I 
managed cooking and feeding pretty well. But the 
nights of fourteen hours, without books, lights, or 
anything whatever to do, were indescribably tedious, 
and the horrid noise which the Kaffirs made, and 
call singing, only made matters worse. 
Ylth .— Up for once in my life before the Kaffirs, 
about an hour and a half before sunrise. After a 
long, tough job in removing the barricade, which is 
made at the gate to keep out wild beasts, I got out 
