The uncivilized races of men in all countries of the world; vol. 1 of 2: Being a comprehensive account of their manners and customs, and of their physical, social, mental, moral and religious characteristicsWood, J. G. (John George)
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The uncivilized races of men in all countries of the world; vol. 1 of 2: Being a comprehensive account of their manners and customs, and of their physical, social, mental, moral and religious characteristics
Wood, J. G. (John George)
Anthropology; Ethnology; Manners and customs
As to the fruits of this country, they are tolerably numerous, the most
valued being the banana, which is sometimes called the royal fruit;
a Kaffir monarch having laid claim to all bananas, and forced his
subjects to allow him to take his choice before they touched the fruit
themselves. In some favored districts the banana grows to a great size,
a complete bunch being a heavy load for a man.
Next in importance to food for man is forage for cattle, and this is
generally found in great abundance, so that the grazing of a herd
costs their owner nothing but the trouble of driving his cattle to and
from the grass land. In this, as in other hot countries, the grass
grows with a rapidity and luxuriance that tends to make it too rank
for cattle to eat. When it first springs up, it is green, sweet, and
tender; but when it has reached a tolerable length it becomes so harsh
that the cattle can hardly eat it. The Kaffir, therefore, adopts a plan
by which he obtains as much fresh grass as he likes throughout the
season.
When a patch of grass has been fed upon as long as it can furnish
nourishment to the cattle, the Kaffir marks out another feeding-place.
At night, when the cattle are safely penned within the kraal, the
Kaffir goes out with a firebrand, and, when he has gone well to
windward of the spot which he means to clear, he sets fire to the dry
grass. At first, the flame creeps but slowly on, but it gradually
increases both in speed and extent, and sweeps over the plain in
obedience to the wind. On level ground, the fire marches in a tolerably
straight line, and is of nearly uniform height, except when it happens
to seize upon a clump of bushes, when it sends bright spires of
flame far into the sky. But when it reaches the bush-clad hills, the
spectacle becomes imposing. On rushes the mass of flame, climbing the
hill with fearful strides, roaring like myriads of flags ruffled in the
breeze, and devouring in its progress every particle of vegetation. Not
an inhabitant of the bush or plain can withstand its progress, and the
fire confers this benefit on the natives, that it destroys the snakes
and the slow-moving reptiles, while the swifter antelopes are able to
escape.
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