EXTRAVAGANCE OF THE KAFFIRS. 
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ten miles off, called Zebizena, where I hear lots of 
elephants drink, and take the spoor from the water 
at daybreak, but it is hard work following spoor, as 
the elephants stand so far from the water; horse and 
man are wearied and jaded to death before finding 
them, and, if we get above the wind, we have no 
chance of ever seeing them. They have been perse¬ 
cuted this year much more than usual. All the 
stores are coming to an end, and I anticipate another 
hard bout of it, unless we get the rains which are 
now due, but I do not see the remotest chance of any. 
Ostrich eggs are now plentiful, but too rich and 
bilious for me to eat many of them ; I greatly prefer 
elephant’s heart. We have abundance and variety 
enough of animal food, but my people are most 
extravagant with the stores, and this year I have 
helped so many sick men as to leave myself almost 
destitute. 
2 Qth. — Still at Jurea, sick and tired. I know not 
why I take up my pen, unless to kill time, as I have 
nothing to log up. We found nothing at Zemizena 
but swarms of starved Maccalacas Kaffirs, and I have 
been very sick and ill since; I thought I was in for 
the fever. The elephants came once again while I 
was watching the water. I heard them a very long 
way off; at length the branches broke, and they came 
at a swinging pace, with a heavy tread, and in single 
file, within fourteen yards of where I was ensconced, 
and began pouring the water down their throats with 
a loud gurgling sound. I took the biggest behind 
