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
Whatever I was to do must be postponed till my men came, so I busied
myself as usual with the milder occupations of latitudes and longitudes,
and mapping. I built a wall, on the top of which I mounted my tent; a
hut was made opposite for my two men, and the whole was well bushed in
with thorns. I dined most days with Mr. Hahn, who gave me most full and
accurate information about both Damaras and Hottentots. Timboo improved
very much in the language, and was the life and soul of the place,
while John Morta watched over my kraal like a dragon, and made the very
children cry out with terror when he scowled at them. Mr. Hahn and I
had numbers of the natives up to question them about the country to
the north, but very little could be learnt. At last a man came to Mr.
Hahn and said there was a great lake ten days off, of which he heard
I had been in search, and that he would take me there, and the name
of the lake was Omanbondè. Its direction was somewhere between north
and east. This was just what I wanted—a point to aim at, something to
search for and explore. It seemed so very absurd to bring a quantity
of men and oxen, and charge the scarcely penetrable hakis thorns which
hemmed us in on every side, without something definite to go after. The
name was pretty; the idea of a lake in this dusty sun-dried land was
most refreshing, and, according to my temperament, I became immediately
sanguine and determined to visit it.
A nation called the Ovampo were said to live in that direction, a very
interesting agricultural people, who, according to Damara ideas, were
most highly civilised. I wished much to go to them; they were the only
people worth visiting that I could hear of; but I could find out very
little regarding them. These savages were as ignorant of the country two
days’ journey off as an English labourer usually is. My friend, who told
me of Omanbondè, told me also that I could get to the Ovampo by way of
that lake, and he told me much more. He mentioned most particularly a
remarkable nation, who were deficient in joints both at the elbow and
knees. They were therefore unable to lift anything to their mouths by
themselves; but when they dined, they did so in pairs, each man feeding
his _vis-à-vis_.
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