The Mission; or Scenes in AfricaMarryat, Frederick
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The Mission; or Scenes in Africa
Marryat, Frederick
Adventure stories; Africa -- Fiction
The Griquas said, that from the Matabili wishing them to remain on the
other side of the river, they were persuaded that a force would arrive
during that night or the following morning, and that it would be
necessary to be on the look-out; although probably the enemy would not
venture to attack them without further orders, now that they were no
longer in Moselekatsee's dominions. Every preparation was therefore
made: the Griquas and Hottentots were all supplied with ammunition, and
mustered with their guns in their hands. The waggons were arranged, the
fires lighted, and four men were posted as sentinels round the
encampment. What added still more to their suspicions was, that, about
an hour after dark, the Matabili chief was not to be found.
"My opinion is," said the Major, "that we ought to steal a march upon
them. Our oxen are in excellent condition, and may travel till
to-morrow evening without feeling it. Let us yoke and be off at once,
now that it is dark. The moon will rise about two o'clock in the
morning; but before that, the waggons will be twelve or fifteen miles
off. Alexander and I, with Bremen, will remain here with our horses,
and wait till the moon rises, to see if we can discover anything; and we
can easily join the waggons by daybreak. We will keep the fires up, to
allow them to suppose that we are still encamped, that they may not
pursue."
"And also to keep off the lions," observed Alexander, "which are not
enemies to be despised."
"I think it is a very good plan; but why not have more men with you? We
have plenty of horses, and so have the Griquas."
"Well then let us talk to the Griquas."
The Griquas approved of the plan; and, having their own horses, six of
them agreed to remain with Alexander and the Major, and Swanevelt and
two more of the Hottentots were also mounted to remain; which made a
force of twelve men, well-mounted and well-armed. The remainder of the
caravan yoked the oxen to the waggons, and, under the direction of
Swinton, set off in a southerly direction, across the desert, instead of
going by the banks of the Vaal River, as before.
This had been arranged previously to any expected attack from the
Matabili, as it would considerably shorten the distance on returning,
although they knew that they would find much difficulty in procuring
water for a few days. After the caravan had departed, it was found that
Omrah had helped himself to a horse and a gun, and had remained in the
camp; but as he was always useful, his so doing was passed over without
notice. In half an hour, the waggons were out of sight, and the noise
of their wheels was no longer to be heard.
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