CHAP. XXI. 
THE GRAND BATTUE. 
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for in the wild state you must shoot the bird to get the 
feathers ; but now they are driven into pens and picked 
or rather clipped, though the feather is not quite so good 
in the tame as in the wild state. 
Currie and myself after returning to Bloom Fontein, 
moved on with our solitary mule-wagon, but did not 
reach the Grovernor’s camp until late in the night. 
On the 25th we all moved forward early, had a 
long day of over fifty miles, and halted for the night 
short of Wynberg, the second town of any importance 
in the Free State, which is situated in a prosperous 
pastural district. During the day we passed through 
vast herds of game, consisting of hartebeasts, wilde- 
beasts, zeebras, bles-boks, &c.; and as the Prince was 
constantly diverging from the road in pursuit of this 
game, the actual distance travelled each day was very 
much more than that shown by the map. 
On the 26th we moved on into Wynberg, where 
His Boyal Highness was received with much cordiality 
by the Dutch, Grerman, and English residents. A 
royal salute was fired from improvised cannon, and 
Dutch sporting guns were perpetually being fired off. 
The country we passed through before reaching this 
town was more undulating, and studded with trees and 
bush. 
On the 27th we moved a stage forward on our 
journey, followed by a goodly number of Dutch 
