The Mission; or Scenes in AfricaMarryat, Frederick
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The Mission; or Scenes in Africa
Marryat, Frederick
Adventure stories; Africa -- Fiction
The plans of our travellers had been well digested. They had decided
that they would first prosecute the object of their journey by
proceeding straight through the Caffre country to the borders of the
Undata River, near or whereabout it was reported that the descendants of
the whites would be found located; and as soon as Alexander had
accomplished his mission, that they would cross the chain of mountains,
and return through the Bushmen and the Koranna country. Their reason
for making this arrangement was, that throughout the whole of the Caffre
country, with the exception of lions and elephants in the forest, and
hippopotami in the rivers, there was little or no game to be found, the
Caffres having almost wholly destroyed it.
This plan had been suggested by Major Henderson, and had been approved
by Alexander and Mr Swinton,--Alexander being equally desirous as the
Major to have plenty of field-sport, and Mr Swinton anxious to increase
his stock and knowledge of the animal kingdom. There was little to be
feared in their advance through the Caffre country, as the missionaries
had already planted two missions, one at Butterworth and the other at
Chumie; and the first of these Alexander had decided upon visiting, and
had, in consequence, several packages in his waggon, which had been
intrusted to his care.
It was on the 7th of May, 1829, that the caravan quitted Algoa Bay for
Graham's Town. The weather had for some weeks been fine, the heavy
rains having ceased, and the pasturage was now luxuriant; the waggons
proceeded at a noiseless pace over the herbage, the sleepy Hottentots
not being at all inclined to exert themselves unnecessarily. Alexander,
Swinton, and Henderson were on horseback, a little ahead of the first
waggon.
"I don't know how you feel," said the Major; "but I feel as if I were a
prisoner just released from his chains. I breathe the air of
independence and liberty now. After the bustle, and noise, and crowding
together of the town, to find ourselves here so quiet and solitary is
freedom."
"I had the same feeling," replied Alexander; "this wide-extended plain,
of which we cannot yet discern the horizontal edge; these brilliant
stars scattered over the heavens, and shining down upon us; no sound to
meet our ears but the creaking of the waggon-wheels in the slow and
measured pace, is to me delightful. They say man is formed for society,
and so he is; but it is very delightful occasionally to be alone."
"Yes; alone as we are," replied Swinton, laughing; "that is, with a
party of thirty people, well-armed, in search of adventure. To be clear
of the bustle of the town, and no longer cooped up in the fort, is
pleasant enough; but, I suspect, to be quite alone in these African
wilds would be anything but agreeable."
"Perhaps so."
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