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
There is, indeed, but one fault that the most captious critic can
find with the form of the Kaffir, and that is, a slight deficiency
in the fall of the shoulder. As a race, the Kaffirs are slightly
high-shouldered, though there are many instances where the slope from
the neck to the arm is exactly in accordance with the canons of classic
art.
These young fellows are marvellously swift of foot, speed reckoning
as one of the chief characteristics of a distinguished soldier. They
are also possessed of enormous endurance. You may send a Kaffir for
sixty or seventy miles with a letter, and he will prepare for the start
as quietly as if he had only a journey of some three or four miles
to perform. First, he cuts a stick some three feet in length, splits
the end, and fixes the letter in the cleft, so that he may carry the
missive without damaging it by the grease with which his whole person
is liberally anointed. He then looks to his supply of snuff, and,
should he happen to run short of that needful luxury, it will add wings
to his feet if a little tobacco be presented to him, which he can make
into snuff at his first halt.
[Illustration: (1.) YOUNG KAFFIR ARMED. (See page 20.)]
[Illustration: (2.) KAFFIR POSTMAN. (See page 20.)]
Taking an assagai or two with him, and perhaps a short stick with a
knob at the end, called a “kerry,” he will start off at a slinging
sort of mixture between a run and a trot, and will hold this pace
almost without cessation. As to provision for the journey, he need not
trouble himself about it, for he is sure to fall in with some hut,
or perhaps a village, and is equally sure of obtaining both food and
shelter. He steers his course almost as if by intuition, regardless of
beaten tracks, and arrives at his destination with the same mysterious
certainty that characterizes the migration of the swallow.
It is not so easy to address a letter in Africa as in England, and it
is equally difficult to give directions for finding any particular
house or village. If a chief should be on a visit, and ask his host
to return the call, he simply tells him to go so many days in such a
direction, and then turn for half a day in another direction, and so
on. However, the Kaffir is quite satisfied with such indications, and
is sure to attain his point.
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