Incwadi Yami; or, twenty years' personal experience in South AfricaMatthews, J. W. (Josiah Wright)
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Incwadi Yami; or, twenty years' personal experience in South Africa
Matthews, J. W. (Josiah Wright)
Diamond mines and mining -- South Africa; South Africa -- Description and travel
Now would the reader be surprised to hear, that shortly after this
incident, the husband of the landlady, whose eyesight had been so very
defective, was suddenly seized with a desire to visit the Transvaal,
possibly to investigate the gold-bearing qualities of that State,
perhaps merely for an agreeable change. He did not, however, confine his
peregrinations to the suzerainty, but proceeded to make an amateur
survey of the proposed railway route between Pretoria and Delagoa Bay
over the Lebombo Mountains. From the latter place he set sail for
Rotterdam, which he reached in a much more satisfied frame of mind than
his whilom lady boarders possessed on their arrival in London.
As all the world knows diamond cutters are to be found in considerable
numbers in Holland, and it did not take him long to renew acquaintance
with his old friends, some of whom were skilled in that trade. To one of
these he intrusted the cutting of a valuable parcel of gems, which by an
almost inexplicable coincidence was the exact counterpart of that which
a few months before had disappeared so mysteriously at his antipodean
hotel. Now, our Boniface was a gay old dog in his way, so he made up his
mind to taste once more the long absent pleasures of the capitals of
Europe, serenely conscious that a little extravagance was pardonable in
a landlord whose very table linen produced more diamonds in one shaking
than many a twelve-foot washing machine, worked by a Davy Paxman, would
in thousands of revolutions. While enjoying the gayeties of Vienna, he
received a telegram to the effect that his diamonds had been duly cut
and were awaiting his disposal. So he at once returned to Holland,
received his gems and secured the services of a well-known goldsmith for
their setting, which proved in accordance with his orders both elaborate
and costly. When all was completed he started once more for his South
African home. Many a night, ere the billows rocked him to sleep, though
congratulating himself on his lucky journey, he mentally execrated the
tyranny of a government which he knew too well would on his arrival in
Capetown heartlessly exact from him a certain duty of 30 per cent. _ad
valorem_. The thought of this unwarrantable interference with the
liberty of the subject haunted him continually, until one night as his
cabin companion told me he was disturbed by a delighted chuckle followed
by a semi-audible soliloquy: “Shtrike me dead, I’ve got it, pay the dam
duty, not if I knowsh it, sho’elp me. I’ll risk it.”
Arrived at Capetown he induced a female passenger with whom he was
acquainted, to conceal about her person the diamonds which already had
had so strange a story, and thus endeavor to evade the eagle eyes of the
revenue officials stationed at the dock entrance.
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