He then proceeded with his narration:--

"In the morning we found everything right. Totty again milked the cow;

and we had breakfast. The flock was let out upon the grass, and so were

the cow and the two horses.

"Just about midday I began to think what we were to have for dinner, for

the breakfast had cleared up everything. I did not like to kill another

sheep, if it could be helped. So bidding Jan and Truey stay close by

the wagon, and leaving Totty to look after the flock, I took my gun and

started off in search of game. I took no horse, for I thought I saw

springboks out on the plain; and I would stalk them better afoot.

"Sure enough, there _were_ springboks. When I got out of the valley

here, and had a better view, I saw what astonished me, I can assure you.

"I could scarce credit my eyes. The whole plain, towards the west,

appeared to be one vast crowd of animals; and by their bright yellow

sides, and the snow-white hair on their rumps, I knew they were

springboks. They were all in motion, some browsing along, while

hundreds of them were constantly bounding up into the air full ten feet

high, and leaping a-top of each other. I assure you all it was tone of

the strangest sights I ever beheld, and one of the pleasantest too; for

I knew that the creatures that covered the plain, instead of being

fierce wild beasts, were nothing but graceful and beautiful little

gazelles.

"My first thought was to get near them, and have a shot; and I was about

to start off over the plain, when I perceived that the antelopes were

coming towards me. I saw that they were approaching with considerable

rapidity; and if I only remained where I was, they would save me the

trouble of stalking in upon them. I lay down behind a bush and waited.

"I had not very long to wait. In less than a quarter of an hour the

foremost of the herd drew near, and in five minutes more a score of them

were within shot.

"I did not fire for some time. I knew they would come still nearer; and

I lay watching the motions of those pretty creatures. I took notice of

their light handsome forms, their smooth slender limbs, their

cinnamon-coloured backs, and white bellies, with the band of chestnut

along each side. I looked at the lyre-shaped horns of the bucks, and

above all, at the singular flaps on their croup, that unfolded each time

that they leaped up, displaying a profusion of long silky hair, as white

as snow itself.

"All these points I noticed, and at length, tired of admiring them, I

singled out a fine-looking doe--for I was thinking of my dinner, and

knew that doe-venison was the most palatable.

"After aiming carefully, I fired. The doe fell, but, to my

astonishment, the others did not run off. A few of the foremost only

galloped back a bit, or bounded up into the air; but they again set to

browsing quite unconcerned, and the main body advanced as before!

"I loaded as quickly as I could, and brought down another,--this time a

buck--but as before without frightening the rest!

"I proceeded to load for the third time; but before I had finished, the

front ranks had passed on both sides of me, and I found myself in the

midst of the herd!

"I saw no need for covering myself any longer behind the bush, but rose

to my knees, and, firing at the nearest, brought it down also. Its

comrades did not pause, but ran over its body in thousands!

"I loaded again, and stood right up on my feet.

"Now for the first time it occurred to me to reflect on the strange

conduct of the springboks; for, instead of making off at my appearance,

they only bounded a little to one side, and then kept on their course.

They seemed possessed by a species of infatuation. I remembered hearing

that such was their way when upon one of their migrations, or

`trek-bokens.' This, then, thought I, must be a `trek-boken.'

"I was soon convinced of this, for the herd every moment grew thicker

and thicker around me, until at length they became so crowded, that I

began to feel very singularly situated. Not that I was afraid of the

creatures, as they made no demonstration of using their horns upon me.

On the contrary, they did all they could to get out of my way. But the

nearest only were alarmed; and, as my presence in no way terrified those

that were an hundred yards off, the latter made no attempt to give

ground. Of course the nearest ones could only get a few paces from me,

by pushing the others closer, or springing up over their backs--so that

with the ones thus constantly bounding up into the air there was all the

time a ring around me two deep!

"I cannot describe the strange feelings I had in this unusual situation,

or how long I might have kept my place. Perhaps I might have loaded and

fired away for some time, but just at the moment the sheep came into my

mind.

"They'll be carried away, thought I. I had heard that such a thing was

common enough.

"I saw that the antelopes were heading towards the valley--the foremost

were already into it, and would soon be on the spot, where I had just

seen our little flock feeding!

"In hopes of yet heading the springboks, and driving the sheep into the

kraal, before the former crowded on them, I started towards the valley.

But, to my chagrin, I could get no faster than the herd was going!

"As I approached the creatures, to make my way through their mass, they

leaped about and sprang over one another, but could not for their lives

open a way for me as fast as I wanted one. I was so near some of them

that I could have knocked them down with my gun!

"I commenced hallooing, and, brandishing the gun about, I was making a

lane more rapidly, when I perceived in front what appeared to be a large

open space. I pushed forward for this, but the nearer I came to its

border the more densely I found the creatures packed. I could only see

that it was an open space by leaping up. I did not know what was

causing it. I did not stay to reflect. I only wished to get forward as

rapidly as possible, thinking about our flock.

"I continued to clear my way, and at length found myself in the position

I had coveted; while the lane I had made, in getting there, closed

instantaneously behind me. I was about to rush on, and take advantage

of the bit of clear ground, when, what should I see in the centre, and

directly before me, but a great yellow lion!

"That accounted for the break in the herd. Had I known what had been

causing it, I should have fought my way in any other direction but that;

but there was I, out in the open ground, the lion not ten paces from me,

and a fence of springboks two deep around both of us!

"I need not say I was frightened, and badly too. I did not for some

moments know how to act. My gun was still loaded--for, after thinking

of saving our little flock, I did not care to empty it at the antelopes.

I could get one, thought I, at any time when I had secured the sheep in

the kraal. The piece, therefore, was loaded and with bullets.

"Should I take aim at the lion, and fire? I asked myself this question,

and was just on the point of deciding in the affirmative, when I

reflected that it would be imprudent. I observed that the lion, whose

back was turned to me, had either not seen, or as yet took no notice of

me. Should I only wound him--and from the position he was in I was not

likely to do more,--how then? I would most likely be torn to pieces.

"These were my reflections, all of which scarce occupied a second of

time. I was about to `back out' or back in among the springboks, and

make my way in some other direction, and had even got near the edge,

when, in looking over my shoulder, I saw the lion suddenly halt and turn

round. I halted too, knowing that to be the safest plan; and, as I did

so, I glanced back at the lion's eyes.

"To my relief, I saw they were not upon _me_. He seemed to have taken

some fancy in his head. His appetite, perhaps, had returned; for the

next moment he ran a few yards, and then, rising with a terrific bound,

launched himself far into the herd, and came down right upon the back of

one of the antelopes! The others sprang right and left, and a new space

was soon opened around him.

"He was now nearer than ever to where I stood, and I could see him

distinctly crouched over his victim. His claws held its quivering body,

and his long teeth grasped the poor creature by the neck. But, with the

exception of his tail, he was making not the slightest motion, and that

vibrated gently from side to side, just as a kitten that had caught a

tiny mouse. I could see, too, that his eyes were close shut, as though

he were asleep!

"Now I had heard that under such circumstances the lion may be

approached without much danger. Not that I wished to go any nearer--for

I was near enough for my gun--but it was this recollection, I believe,

that put me in the notion of firing. At all events, something whispered

me I would succeed, and I could not resist trying.

"The broad blind jaw of the brute was fair before me. I took aim, and

pulled trigger; but, instead of waiting to see the effect of my shot, I

ran right off in an opposite direction.

"I did not halt till I had put several _acres_ of antelopes between

myself and the place where I had last stood; and then I made the best of

my way to the wagon.

"Long before I had reached it, I could see that Jan, and Truey, and

Totty, were safe under the tent. That gave me pleasure, but I also saw

that the sheep and goats had got mixed up with the springboks, and were

moving off with them as if they belonged to the same species! I fear

they are all lost."

"And the lion?" inquired Hendrik.

"Yonder he lies!" answered Hans, modestly pointing to a yellow mass out

upon the plain, over which the vultures were already beginning to hover.

"Yonder he lies, you could hardly have done it better yourself, brother

Hendrik."

As Hans said this, he smiled in such a manner as to show, that he had no

idea of making a boast of his achievements.

Hendrik was loud in acknowledging that it was a most splendid feat, and

also in regretting that he had not been on the ground to witness the

wonderful migration of the springboks.

But there was no time for much idle talk. Von Bloom and his party were

in a very unpleasant situation. His flocks were all gone. The cow and

horses alone remained; and for these not a blade of grass had been left

by the antelopes. Upon what were they to be fed?

To follow the spoor of the migratory springboks with the hope of

recovering their flock would be quite useless. Swartboy assured them of

this. The poor animals might be carried hundreds of miles before they

could separate themselves from the great herd, or bring their

involuntary journey to an end!

The horses could travel but little farther. There was nought to feed

them on but the leaves of the mimosas, and this was but poor food for

hungry horses. It would be fortunate if they could be kept alive until

they should reach some pasture; and where now was pasture to be found?

Locusts and antelopes between them seemed to have turned all Africa into

a desert!

The field-cornet soon formed his resolution. He would remain there for

the night, and early on the morrow set out in search of some other

spring.

Fortunately Hans had not neglected to secure a brace of the springboks;

and their fat venison now came into general use. A roast of that, and a

drink of cool water from the spring, soon refreshed the three wearied

travellers.

The horses were let loose among the mimosa-trees, and allowed to shift

for themselves; and although under ordinary circumstances they would

have "turned up their noses" at such food as mimosa-leaves, they now

turned them up in a different sense, and cleared the thorny branches

like so many giraffes.

Some naturalist of the "Buffon" school has stated that neither wolf,

fox, hyena, nor jackal, will eat the carcass of a lion,--that their fear

of the royal despot continues even after his death.

The field-cornet and his family had proof of the want of truth in this

assertion. Before many hours both jackals and hyenas attacked the

carcass of the king of beasts, and in a very short while there was not a

morsel of him there but his bones. Even his tawny skin was swallowed by

these ravenous creatures, and many of the bones broken by the strong

jaws of the hyenas. The respect which these brutes entertain for the

lion ends with his life. When dead, he is eaten by them with as much

audacity as if he were the meanest of animals.

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