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their hams, huddling close together, two under one 
blanket, hunting the borders for-, and cracking 
heaps of them, or taking thorns out of their feet 
with wooden pins, unseen by the pastor, who held 
forth for more than three hours. 
A kinder, more hospitable, better-hearted man, 
however, never breathed. He used to summon his 
congregation to Divine Service by having a bell sus¬ 
pended round his horse’s neck, tinkle-tinkle all the 
way he went. Though I must narrate things as I 
found them in different parts of Africa, I shall always 
entertain the highest opinion of Mr. Schro.eder, 
and feel grateful to him for much kindness and 
hospitality received at his hands on several occasions ; 
and, if any man ever succeeds in converting to 
Christianity the Zulus, or any part of the nation, he 
is as likely a man as any I know, being uncommonly 
well read, thoroughly acquainted with the language, 
manners, and customs of the nation, and having great 
influence with them ; and, though I doubt his making 
converts, the Zulus respect and look up to him, and 
would on no account injure him. 
4 th. —I had two chances at buffaloes; gun missed 
fire both times first barrel, and, what may probably 
never occur again, I killed dead with the second on 
each occasion an old cow and splendid heifer; very 
fat, delicious meat. 
The days passed one so like another, that for a 
month I kept no account of them. On July 4, as 
we were out buffalo shooting, an old cow buffalo with 
