Here fresh troubles awaited the traveller. His oxen were dying of
hunger and fatigue; his followers were discouraged; even his own
resolution was shaken. But the shame of succumbing to surmountable
difficulties,--of entertaining a base fear of dangers which other
men had braved,--of returning, in fact, baffled and defeated to the
Cape, urged him forward, and he accordingly struck his tents, and
moved once more towards the north. Courage and intrepidity are of vast
importance in every circumstance of life, in none more so than in
the circumstances in which an African traveller is placed; but these
virtues will not draw wagons, or silence the murmurs of the appetite
when clamouring for food. Le Vaillant was prepared to endure, and he
cheerfully abandoned his chariots in the desert when oxen were wanting
to drag them along; but he abandoned at the same time much of that
merchandise with which he was accustomed to purchase the friendship and
aid of the savage, and from that moment all rational hope of traversing
the whole continent, from the Cape of Good Hope to the Mediterranean,
vanished. He continued his journey, however, from the laudable desire
of performing what he could, though what he had projected might prove
impracticable.
Le Vaillant’s difficulties were far from being imaginary. Thirst,
that most maddening of human privations, was now felt once more, and
the parched herbage afforded neither nourishment nor cooling juices
to the cattle. All their hopes now centred in those thunderstorms
which, at certain seasons of the year, are common in southern Africa,
and the jocular extravagance of Aristophanes, who represents men as
cloud-worshippers, was now scarcely an exaggeration: for both our
traveller and his followers almost bowed down in religious adoration
to every cloud that sailed aloft in the blue firmament, and seemed to
announce a tempest. At length vast masses of black vapour began to
gather together in heaps over their heads, and to spread in sombre
files along the sky. Flashes of lightning were perceived on the edge of
the horizon; and all the forerunners of a storm successively presented
themselves to their delighted senses.
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