Adventure stories; Gold -- Juvenile fiction; South Africa -- Juvenile fiction; Young men -- Fiction
"How does the stream escape out of this kloof?" asked Mr. Blakeney of
Poeskop.
"It makes its way somewhere under the mountain, baas," answered the
Bushman, "and comes out to the right of the poort where I used to
enter--"
"And from there flows down the valley where our camp lies?" interrupted
Mr. Blakeney.
"Ja, baas, that is just so," said the Bushman.
"Poeskop," again interrogated Guy, "whereabouts does the gold chiefly
lie?"
"All along the banks of the river-bed, Baas Guy," returned Poeskop, "and
in the river, right through the kloof. But the most of it is in the
upper half of the kloof. Right up towards the deep, narrow cleft where
the stream runs down from the mountain," he added, pointing to the far
end of the valley, "there is plenty gold; heaps of it. You may find
nuggets about the stream every ten yards or so."
"That’s all right, Guy," broke in Mr. Blakeney. "No doubt the matrix of
the gold lies in the bowel of the mountain yonder. Ages of time and hot
sun, and weathering, and no doubt such convulsions as lately barred the
poort through which Poeskop used to enter the kloof, loosened the gold,
and the rains and torrents have washed the stuff down-stream and worn it
into nuggets. That roughly is, I suppose, how it all happened.--Now,"
he continued, "let us get to work, and measure the depth of this wall of
cliff."
They undid the rope and riem, and fastened them together. Then they
tied a big stone to one end and lowered it over the precipice. It
seemed ages before that stone touched the floor of the kloof. But at
last it did so; and carefully marking the distance, they hauled it up
again. Then, with a yard measure which they had brought with them, they
measured the length required. Four hundred and twenty feet three
inches, exactly, lay between them and the level of the treasure they
sought. Hastily repacking the rope and riem on the four horses, they
set off at once for camp, bent now on constructing their ladder of rope
and hide as expeditiously as possible.
For three long days all hands were busily employed at work on the
ladder. At length it was completed, and lay in four portions, ready to
be conveyed to the edge of the cliff. It was a question whether or not
they would use steps, or rungs, of wood or of hide. The latter were
finally settled upon. It would have taken much longer to cut and
prepare and fasten wooden rungs; and, upon the whole, steps of raw hide
seemed to the adventurers lighter and more easy to fasten to the rest of
the structure.
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