Twenty-Five Years in a Waggon in South Africa: Sport and Travel in South AfricaAnderson, Andrew A.
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Twenty-Five Years in a Waggon in South Africa: Sport and Travel in South Africa
Anderson, Andrew A.
Africa, Southern -- Description and travel; Anderson, Andrew A. -- Travel -- Africa, Southern
flavour of wine, was served to all alike, and they then disposed
themselves on the grass for a smoke. I found the elevation at this
point above sea-level to be 6470 feet, and from the base of the mountain
to where we were 2795 feet.
At 3 p.m. we made a start for the return journey to camp, taking a
different route down, which was much more difficult, the mountain being
broken up into many almost perpendicular ravines, and gigantic rocks
projecting in all directions. Half-way down my Bushmen called out in an
excited tone that there were several Bushmen on a projecting spur making
for cover. We counted eleven; how many more we could not tell. I told
my boys to call to them to come, but they paid no attention, and
suggested that some should go and bring them, but they refused, being
afraid they should be shot by the poisoned arrows; and they informed me
they were monkeys, not men, meaning they were of the same type as those
I have mentioned previously as having woolly hair on their body, legs,
and arms. As we wound round the mountain, it being too steep to come
straight, we came suddenly upon three more, a man, a woman and child,
quite naked, and of a reddish-brown colour. My Bushmen called to them
in their language of clicks to stop, we were friends, but they seemed
much alarmed. A present of beads to the woman gave them confidence.
They appeared very young, not more than seventeen. The height of the
man was about four feet two inches, large bodies for their size, thin
legs, and small receding head, and disgustingly ugly.
Passing round one of the overhanging rocks, I came upon several caves,
none of any great extent, but evidently made use of as dwellings from
the numerous remains of fires in them and the smoked appearance of the
roofs and sides, and heaps of broken bones lying about, but no one was
in them. If I had had the means of sending this little family down to
the colony, I should have done so. After a delay of nearly an hour
looking about, we continued our downward movements, and reached camp
soon after sundown.
During our absence one of our Bush girls went out with two other little
ones to dig up inches, a small bulb like an onion growing in the veldt--
good to eat--when a lion seized and carried her off. The screams of the
girl and the two little ones brought several of the Bushmen with guns,
but no trace of the girl could be found. This occurred just before our
arrival, when I formed a party of seven and went to look for her, but
night coming on and very dark, it was impossible to follow up the spoor.
Early next morning by break of day all that could be spared started,
but nothing could be seen, the bush being so thick. Many of the Bush
people are carried off in this way. All last night the roar at
intervals could be heard far and near; the man-eating lions are the only
ones these people greatly fear.
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