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possible he was able to carry away at such a pace so 
large and heavy an animal; 70 lbs. live weight, I 
should say. 
Three of my Kaffirs are prostrated with ague, and 
there was a great row two nights ago, some of them 
accusing another of witchcraft, or poisoning the food. 
The next day, however, the accused was taken ill, so 
I have heard no more. 
30th .—I am well away now from Merico ; come so 
far, scathless, through the Boers. I have been de¬ 
tained longer than I expected, partly by heavy rains, 
and partly from violent fever. 
The Merico Boers are most hospitable, and one 
and all treated me well, but I was too busy to go 
and visit any but those that lay on my path. My 
poor old wagon has come to an end at last. The 
roads were so fearfully stony that she broke down. 
After a couple of days spent in attempts at mending 
her, I met a trader with a wagon nearly empty, 
having disposed of most of his goods, and, after a 
great deal of hard bargaining, agreed to give him 
50/. in exchange for his, and we each off-loaded there 
and then. Alington and Woodcock have bought 
horses and have ridden forward to Mooi Biver, being 
long ago heartily tired of the wagons. 
I have had my rifle carefully loaded and am going 
to risk treking through the Lion Yelt by moonlight 
to-night for four or five hours, which is what the 
Boers never do. 
Dec. 11 th. — I am now outspanned before the 
