Africa, Southern -- Description and travel; Natural history -- Africa, Southern
“After this I sent off my driver with a span of oxen, to take the
broken wheel on a sledge of boughs to Tati, and wrote to Brown asking
him to send me a waggon, if possible, to bring me out, and a spare
wheel also for my own waggon; or, if not, to get the wheel I sent him
mended for me. The oxen that I still had left had to go many miles for
water every day. The mare and the goats had nothing but filthy water
to drink from holes dug in the ground. For my own use I got water
from the pits, where the people dig for it, for I was in the midst of
the Makalakas. I myself was a prisoner in my own kraal, for I dared
not leave the waggon. I had with me three of my Matabele slave-boys
and one Bushman. We got on pretty well for a few days, but soon the
people began to drive my boys from the water, which they claimed the
right to, having made the pits. This was the water for my own use,
and it appeared also that the water at which their own goats drank
was denied to mine, and they and my mare driven away from it. I sent
for the induna, an old Makalaka, with whom I had hitherto refused to
speak in consequence of his having stopped me the first time I tried
to go through. I gave him a present of ammunition on condition of his
allowing my boys to get water; and, after promising to see that all
was right, he asked for more presents, which I refused, and the boys
were driven away just as much as they had been before. All I could do
was to buy water for my own use of the women, who brought it every
morning, and to hope that the animals managed to get a little now and
then. I had also had a disagreement with the people about some goats
which I had bought for a gun. The day after I bought them the gun had
been brought back and the goats demanded, which I refused to give up,
threatening to shoot any one who touched them. However, as soon as they
went out to feed, the goats were seized, as I fully expected they would
be, but the gun had been left. After this I refused to trade any more,
and drove all the people away except those who brought water.
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