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AFRICAN HUNTING. 
more like a waterspout than anything that could 
come from the clouds. I roused the Kaffirs, made 
knives, two ramrods, and assegais supply the place 
of pegs, and got the tent put to rights. 
When I first came to the colony I was four months 
sleeping out during the rainy season, steaming and 
soaking four nights out of the seven, and made fight 
of it; but at this time I had suffered too much from 
ague to be able to stand such work. One morning I 
sent all the Zulus to the rightabout, and made them 
go back minus a morsel of beef, for not bringing me 
milk, &c. This had a wonderfully good effect upon 
them, for the next morning, ere I was up, they 
brought me a heap of amasi, beer, and milk. 
December 1st —Moved my camp for better water, 
and on the 3rd reached my old quarters of last year, 
where I was very warmly received, and inundated 
with amasi and milk. On Sunday we were visited 
by three lions, which kept my fellows awake almost 
all night, singing and shouting for their lives, and 
keeping up an incessant clatter with two tin dishes, 
which the lions are much afraid of. 
On the 4th I got back to the place where I had 
left the wagon, and expected to find Johnson, and 
pictured to myself a long yarn, as I had been 
tongue-tied for more than a month. Bread, sugar, 
and rice, also rose before the eyes of my imagination, 
but, alas! only those of the imagination. There was 
no vestige of anything. Johnson had left five days 
ago, and nothing was to be heard of the Kaffir 
