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
measuring-tape, and measured the distance from where I was to the place
she stood, and having thus obtained both base and angles, I worked out
the results by trigonometry and logarithms.
Mr. Hahn gave me a very interesting account of the first establishment
of the Damara mission. He was permitted to leave Jonker’s place after
much trouble, and encamped amongst the negroes in company with Mr.
Rath and Mr. Bam. None of them knew a word of the language. No European
had ever as yet learnt it, and the natives laughed at them, and annoyed
them most excessively; they were mobbed and could do scarcely anything.
At last, a lazy fellow, with his nose half-bitten off by a hyena,
attached himself to them. He happened, besides being lazy, to be also a
particularly intelligent man, and soon understood what the missionaries
were driving at, when they endeavoured to get at the pronouns and tenses
of this tongue of prefixes. He was of the greatest use to them, and,
mainly through his aid, they have, after five or six years’ labour, fully
acquired the language. Their grammar and dictionary were to have been
sent in 1852, to the professor of philology at Bonn, and have probably
been received by this time.
This man’s nose was seized by a hyena while he was asleep on his
back—very unpleasant, and an excellent story to frighten children with.
I could hardly believe it until a case occurred—quite _à-propos_. An old
Bushwoman, who encamped under the lee of a few sticks and reeds that she
had bent together, after the custom of those people, was sleeping coiled
up close round the fire, with her lank feet straggling out in the dark,
when a hyena, who was prowling about in the early morning, laid hold of
her heel, and pulled her bodily half out of the hut. Her howls alarmed
the hyena, who quitted his hold; and she hobbled up the next morning to
us for plaisters and bandages. The very next night the old lady slept
in the same fashion as before, and the hyena came in the same way, and
tugged at her heel just as he had done the previous evening. The poor
creature was in a sad state; and I and one of Mr. Hahn’s men sat up the
next night to watch for the animal. I squatted in the shade of her house;
my companion covered a side-path, and the woman occupied her hut as a
bait. It was a grand idea, that of baiting with an old woman. The hyena
came along the side-path, and there received his quietus.
All along the country about us was in the utmost confusion; but we were
not annoyed at Barmen. Once indeed men came with the news that a body
of Damaras had been seen prowling behind the rocks that form a broken
background to the station; and we got everything ready for an attack, and
watched through the night, but nothing came.
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