During all this time Congo watched the movement of the flock as well as
the sun in his eyes would allow him.
He noticed that the cock that had been feeding apart from the rest had
now got close up to them,--within a few yards; but that the others had
arisen at his approach, and, stretching out their long necks, appeared
to regard him as a stranger. After a moment all seven turned, as if
alarmed at something, and ran away--the odd cock running after, though
falling a little in the rear.
The flock only went for twenty yards or so, and then halted, as if they
had got over their slight alarm.
The old cock again stalked slowly up, now and then dropping his head to
the ground, and pecking up a grain or two of something on his way.
When he got close to the flock a second time, they seemed to take fresh
alarm, ran twenty yards farther, and again stopped.
It appeared as if the old cock was a stranger to the rest, and that they
considered his presence an intrusion!
Again he approached them, and again they made a short run; this time not
in a direct line, but in a circle around him, so that they came back
nearly to their original ground. This time, however, only the five hens
ran off. Both the cocks remained near the spot; but the movements of
these now puzzled Congo not a little.
One of them had squatted down, just as they had been first observed,
while the other ran about in very small circles, occasionally fluttering
his white plumes, and acting altogether like a drunken man!
After a few minutes the manoeuvres of all appeared to change. The one
that had seated himself appeared to _lie_ down and remain quiet, while
he that had the "staggers" squatted down not far off; and presently a
hen came running up and sat down beside him; so that now there remained
upon their feet only one cock and four of the hens.
The whole scene puzzled Congo, who was not from an ostrich country, and
was but indifferently acquainted with the habits of these birds. No
doubt, thought he, the creatures were about some game of their own, such
as he had often seen with the "kooran" and partridges.
There were others than Congo puzzled at what was passing among the
ostriches.
Klaas and Jan, who had reached their stations sooner than the rest, and
who had been observing the odd actions of the birds, were both puzzled
as to what they were about; and a little later Hans and Arend had a
surprise, and were equally at a loss what to think of the game of "fits
and starts" that was going on upon the plain.
But Hans and Arend had not much time to observe. They had both gone far
round, and they expected soon to see Hendrik and Groot Willem gallop out
from the timber, so they kept their eyes in that direction.
They were not disappointed. A few minutes after both were seen to shoot
forth at full speed, and ride in diverging lines, so as to approach each
other, and at the same time get nearer to the ostriches.
As soon as the others saw them, the whole five, Congo included, showed
themselves on the open ground, all making towards a common centre--the
spot where the ostriches were.
The hunters were now more surprised than ever. As they rode forward,
they perceived that several of the great birds were seated, or lying
upon the ground. They were basking, no doubt; but, for birds so wary,
why did they not spring up and take to flight? They must already have
perceived the approach of the horses or heard the sound of their
trampling hoofs? Only two of the hens appeared at all alarmed; and
these ran in the direction of the outer plain, but turned when they saw
Hendrik and Groot Willem. Only one other was upon its feet; and that
was the old cock that had kept apart? He was still standing erect, but
did not attempt to fly! It was very odd.
This old cock chanced to be nearest to Hendrik and Groot Willem; and
going, as they were, at race-horse speed, they were scarce a minute in
riding down upon him.
They had got within less than five hundred yards; and, with guns ready,
were resolved to give him a tail-on-end chase, and try a flying shot,
when, to their tremendous surprise, a loud and terrified yell came from
the bird, and the next moment his skin flew from his shoulders,
discovering, not a naked ostrich, but a naked Bushman, with his legs
chalked white to the very hips! _That Bushman was Swartboy_!
It was, indeed, old Swart dressed up in the skin of the old cock he had
lately shot with his poisoned arrow; and it was that same arrow, or
half-a-dozen like it, that had been causing the mysterious movements
among the ostriches. Five of them already lay around dead or dying;
while the two hens, that had not yet received their billet, during the
surprise consequent on Swartboy revealing himself, had managed to
escape.
Fortunately for Swartboy he "sung out" at the moment he did. Another
half minute, and he would have fared no better than his own victims the
ostriches. He acknowledged that he had been badly "scared." In looking
after the ostriches, he had never thought of looking for any thing else;
and from the manner in which his eyes were placed under the feathers, he
could not see very well around. His ears, too, "muffled" up as they
were within the skin of the old cock, were of little service to him; so
that it was by mere accident he saw the horsemen galloping down upon
him. Even then it cost an effort to "cast" his skin, and appear _in
propria persona_!
Now, when the young yagers thought of the curious incident that had just
taken place, and then looked at the naked body of Swartboy, chalked
white from hip to heel, the whole six sat in their saddles and laughed
till their very sides ached.
Swartboy, proud of his achievement, looked round him like a conqueror,
and then fixing his eyes upon his rival, put the simple but equivocal
interrogatory--
"Eh! Congo! ole Kaffir boy! dat you?"
_The carapace was eclipsed_!