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
As it would take some few days before the waggon would be ready, and as
all the people at these large stations had always been kind to me
whenever I came amongst them, I determined to send out an invitation to
all the young Kaffir girls and young Kaffirs to a big dance. They were
to come in their full dress costume. The reed band was engaged. The
performance was to wind up with a large ox roasted whole, to be washed
down with Kaffir beer. Three o'clock was the appointed time, at a large
open space by my waggon. Long before that I had half the people round
me, including little children. The young girls came decked out with a
profusion of beads worked upon well-brayed leather, forming aprons,
bracelets, necklaces, in every variety of form and design, very
beautifully executed; bands of beads round their woolly heads and long
pendants of beads for earrings setting them off to great advantage, each
coming to me to show their finery, and seeming delighted to be praised
for their good looks and fine ornaments, for invariably when young they
have beautiful figures and expressive features. The young men also came
dressed in their best clothes. The old people, with their chief and his
counsellors, came to look on. In all about 500 assembled to do honour
to the feast, and great rejoicings and fun characterised the meeting.
Two reed bands came, thirty in each. Dancing and music commenced at
four p.m. and continued up to feeding-time, when the ox was sufficiently
roasted. Men were told off to cut up and divide it amongst the people.
Nearly 100 little fires were made for parties to form round them, for
Kaffirs can do nothing without a fire. Kaffir corn was cooked in pots
in addition to the meat for their feast, and at nine p.m. dancing,
music, and talking recommenced with undiminished joyousness, whilst, to
complete the evening, I had a scramble from my waggon of a variety of
articles of use to them--handkerchiefs, tinder-boxes, knives, beads, and
other things, which caused an immense amusement. At twelve o'clock I
told them to go home, for I must sleep; and in less than ten minutes all
was quiet. Everything passed off pleasantly. This reed band is a great
institution with these people. The following night the young men met as
usual with the band at their large kraal. The night was not dark, as
the stars give great light in this latitude. When they were in full
play, and the women and children going round the performers, singing and
clapping of hands, each one wearing a long kaross, which covered their
figure, and a fur cap, their usual covering at night, I left my waggon,
dressed like them, with a jackal kaross and tiger-skin cap, which
concealed my figure and face, walked down and joined in the dance, which
was maintained for some time, all the men sitting or standing beyond the
circle looking on. A little girl caught a glimpse of my white face,
which had become partly uncovered, when she screamed out and pointed to
me.
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