South and South Central Africa: A record of fifteen years' missionary labors among primitive peoplesDavidson, Hannah Frances
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South and South Central Africa: A record of fifteen years' missionary labors among primitive peoples
Davidson, Hannah Frances
Brethren in Christ Church -- Missions; Missions -- Rhodesia; Ndebele (African people); Tsonga (African people)
By this time it is somewhat late in the day, but it is hoped that our
destination may be reached before dark. Singuzu, who is a better driver
than the one accompanying us, is asked to go along and drive. This road
is very little traveled and a white man might not be able to find it;
but the natives accustomed to these trackless wilds do not soon become
lost. Nearly the entire distance is through the brush, consisting of
both large trees and short underbrush, so that the journey is more or
less impeded. We travel along at a fair speed for oxen, as the driver is
accustomed to dodging trees and shrubs; but darkness overtakes us before
the village is reached. Progress is now slow, since the veldt from this
to the village is full of the stumps of trees cut off, native fashion,
two or three feet above ground, and we are fearful of running into these
and breaking the wagon. Finally the wagon does become fast and the oxen
must be unhitched until it is extricated. We again enter the wagon and
move on. The welcome sight of the village fires shining out amid the
darkness indicates that the end of the journey is near at hand. As we
approach, a pack of dogs greet us with their loud barking, and light
after light shines out through the open doors of the huts, or from the
courtyard where the men, in the shelter of a semicircle of reeds, sit
and palaver. There is no more pleasing sight to travelers through
African wilds than the bright and cheerful blaze of the indispensable
campfire, which answers for light and heat, for preparing the evening
meal and warding off the wild animals.
As we reach the village, a number of natives emerge from their huts in
order to ascertain who these intruders are, coming along the back of
the village. On seeing their missionaries they gladly offer their
services to conduct the wagon through the trees and stumps to the
schoolhouse and teacher's hut. Sister Engle and I conclude not to have
the tent pitched for the night, but to have our beds placed in the
large, roomy schoolhouse, which boasts of a good plank door. We have had
a busy day, for we have visited two schools, held two services, prepared
our food, and traveled seventeen miles, so we are soon resting on our
comfortable stretchers.
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