The narrative of an explorer in tropical South AfricaGalton, Francis
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The narrative of an explorer in tropical South Africa
Galton, Francis
South Africa -- Description and travel
The next day we arrived at some large wells, in which again there was
a sufficiency of water. The cattle were very restless at night, and
constantly straying; Hans preferred their lying loose and picking up
grass during the night to making a kraal, but I was sadly afraid that
some morning they might be missing, and have fallen into the hands of
Omagundè’s people. Except my cattle, I had not one day’s provision;
no biscuit, no flour, nor anything of the sort; I felt that I had now
committed myself in earnest. There was no certain water between these
wells and where I first met Kahikenè. A month of drought would exhaust
every vley on the road, and then unless I rode right through Omagundè’s
country, the journey would be quite impossible even for ride-oxen. I told
a great many stories, I am afraid, to my men. I impressed upon them the
certainty of soon arriving at a better country, and talked a great deal
about some large fountains near Omatako, as a baiting place on our way
home, but which I had not really much faith in.
The next day, by starting early and keeping a steady even pace, we
arrived at Ja Kabaca, and passing along its rugged base and between it
and Omuvereoom, arrived late in the afternoon at a wretched vley, which
we discovered after an anxious search. It would be a waste of time to
enlarge on the horrible stuff one often had to drink at these small
vleys, as it can so easily be conceived. Fancy a shallow pool from ten
to twenty yards across, and from six to twelve inches deep, in which a
herd of wild animals, say fifty zebras, have been splashing and rolling
themselves all night, and which they have left in every respect like the
water pumped out of a farm-yard; and where wild animals are wanting, the
oxen, in spite of every precaution, will do the same.
The two mountains between which we were now encamped, Omuvereoom and Ja
Kabaca, were said to be great strongholds of Bushmen and Ghou Damup, so
Hans, Andersson, and I, made an expedition up the first of these, to see
if we could catch any, and persuade or compel them to guide us. The first
name means “a door,” or “a pass;” the second is derived from a proper
name.
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