CHAPTER IX.

KIMBERLEY.

Having described the diamond mines in the Kimberley district I must say

a word about the town of Kimberley to which the mines have given birth.

The total population as given by a census taken in 1877 was 13,590,

shewing the town to be the second largest in South Africa. By joining to

this Du Toit’s Pan and Bultfontein which are in fact suburbs of

Kimberley we get a total urban population of about 18,000. Of these

nearly 10,000 are coloured, and something over 8,000 are Europeans.

Among the Europeans two-fifths are females, and of course there is the

ordinary population of children--with the coloured people the females

are about 1 to 7. Of the adult male population two-thirds are of

coloured races,--Kafirs for the most part,--and one-third is European.

At present both the one and the other are a shifting people;--but the

Kafirs shift much the quickest. Each man remains generally only six or

eight months on the Fields and then returns home to his tribe. This mode

of life, however, is already somewhat on the decrease, and as the love

of making money grows, and as tribal reverence for the Chieftains dies

out, the men will learn to remain more constantly at their work. Unless

the diamonds come to an end all together,--which one cannot but always

feel to be possible,--the place will become a large town with a settled

Kafir population which will fall gradually into civilized ways of life.

There is no other place in South Africa where this has been done, or for

many years can be done to the same extent. I mention this here because

it seems to be so essentially necessary to remember that South Africa is

a land not of white but of black men, and that the progress to be most

desired is that which will quickest induce the Kafir to put off his

savagery and live after the manner of his white brethren.

Throughout the whole country which the English and the Dutch between

them have occupied as their own, the Kafirs are the superiors in numbers

in much greater proportion than that stated above in reference to the

town of Kimberley;--but these numbers are to be found, not in towns, but

out in their own hitherto untouched districts, where they live

altogether after their old ways, where the Kafirs of to-day are as were

the Kafirs of fifty years ago. And even with those who have come under

our dominion and who live to some degree intermixed with us, the greater

proportion still follow their old customs of which idleness and

dependence on the work of women for what is absolutely necessary to

existence, may be said to be the most prominent. The work of civilizing

as it has been carried out by simple philanthropy or by religion is

terribly slow. One is tempted sometimes to say that nothing is done by

religion and very little by philanthropy. But love of money works very

fast. In Griqualand West, especially in the Diamond Fields, and above

all at Kimberley, it is not only out in the wilds, by the river sides,

on the veld, and in their own kraals, that the black men outnumber the

white; but in the streets of the city also and in the work shops of the

mine. And here they are brought together not by the spasmodic energy of

missionaries or by the unalluring attraction of schools but by the

certainty of earning wages. The seeker after diamonds is determined to

have them because the making of his fortune depends upon them; and the

Kafir himself is determined to come to Kimberley because he has learned

the loveliness of 10s. a week paid regularly into his hand every

Saturday night.

Who can doubt but that work is the great civilizer of the world,--work

and the growing desire for those good things which work only will bring?

If there be one who does he should come here to see how those dusky

troops of labourers, who ten years since were living in the wildest

state of unalloyed savagery, whose only occupation was the slaughter of

each other in tribal wars, each of whom was the slave of his Chief, who

were subject to the dominion of most brutalizing and cruel

superstitions, have already put themselves on the path towards

civilization. They are thieves no doubt;--that is they steal diamonds

though not often other things. They are not Christians. They do not yet

care much about breeches. They do not go to school. But they are

orderly. They come to work at six in the morning and go away at six in

the evening. They have an hour in the middle of the day, and know that

they have to work during the other hours. They take their meals

regularly and, what is the best of all, they are learning to spend

their money instead of carrying it back to their Chiefs.

Civilization can not come at once. The coming I fear under any

circumstances must be slow. But this is the quickest way towards it that

has yet been found. The simple teaching of religion has never brought

large numbers of Natives to live in European habits; but I have no doubt

that European habits will bring about religion. The black man when he

lives with the white man and works under the white man’s guidance will

learn to believe really what the white man really believes himself.

Surely we should not expect him to go faster. But the missionary has

endeavoured to gratify his own soul by making here and there a model

Christian before the pupil has been able to understand any of the

purposes of Christianity. I have not myself seen the model Christian

perfected; but when I have looked down into the Kimberley mine and seen

three or four thousand of them at work,--although each of them would

willingly have stolen a diamond if the occasion came,--I have felt that

I was looking at three or four thousand growing Christians.

Because of this I regard Kimberley as one of the most interesting places

on the face of the earth. I know no other spot on which the work of

civilizing a Savage is being carried on with so signal a success. The

Savages whom we have encountered in our great task of populating the

world have for the most part eluded our grasp by perishing while we have

been considering how we might best deal with them. Here, in South

Africa, a healthy nation remains and assures us by its prolific

tendency that when protected from self-destruction by our fostering care

it will spread and increase beneath our hands. But what was to be done

with these people? Having found that they do not mean to die, by what

means might we instruct them how to live? Teach them to sing hymns, and

all will be well. That is one receipt. Turn them into slaves, and make

them work. That is another receipt. Divide the land with them, and let

them live after their own fashions;--only subject to some little control

from us. That was a third. The hymns have done nothing. The slavery was

of course impossible. And that division of land has been, perhaps not

equally futile, but insufficient for the growing needs of the

people;--insufficient also for our own needs. Though we abuse the Kafir

we want his service, and we want more than our share of his land. But

that which no effort of intelligence could produce has been brought

about by circumstances. The Diamond Fields have been discovered and now

there are ten thousand of these people receiving regular wages and quite

capable of rushing to a magistrate for protection if they be paid a

shilling short on Saturday night.

This the diamonds have done, and it is the great thing which they have

done. We have fair reason to believe that other similar industries will

arise. There are already copper mines at work in Namaqualand, on the

western coast of South Africa, in which the Natives are employed, and

lead mines in the Transvaal. There are gold fields in the Transvaal at

which little is now being done, because the difficulties of working them

are at present overwhelming. But as years roll quickly on these, too,

will become hives of coloured labour, and in this way Kimberleys will

arise in various parts of the continent.

I cannot say that Kimberley is in other respects an alluring

town;--perhaps as little so as any town that I have ever visited. There

are places to which men are attracted by the desire of gain which seem

to be so repulsive that no gain can compensate the miseries incidental

to such an habitation. I have seen more than one such place and have

wondered that under any inducement men should submit themselves, their

wives and children to such an existence. I remember well my impressions

on reaching Charles Dickens’ Eden at the junction of the Ohio and

Mississippi rivers and my surprise that any human being should have

pitched his tent in a place so unwholesome and so hideous. I have found

Englishmen collected on the Musquito Coast, a wretched crew; and having

been called on by untoward Fate and a cruel Government to remain a week

at Suez have been driven to consider whether life would have been

possible there for a month. During my sojourn at Kimberley, though I was

the recipient of the kindest hospitality and met two or three whom I

shall ever remember among the pleasant acquaintances of my life,--yet

the place itself was distasteful to me in the extreme. When I was there

the heat was very great, the thermometer registering 160 in the sun, and

97 in the shade. I was not absolutely ill, but I was so nearly ill that

I was in fear the whole time. Perhaps having been in such personal

discomfort, I am not a fair judge of the place. But an atmosphere

composed of dust and flies cannot be pleasant,--of dust so thick that

the sufferer fears to remove it lest the raising of it may aggravate the

evil, and of flies so numerous that one hardly dares to slaughter them

by the ordinary means lest their dead bodies should be noisome. When a

gust of wind would bring the dust in a cloud hiding everything, a cloud

so thick that it would seem that the solid surface of the earth had

risen diluted into the air, and when flies had rendered occupation

altogether impossible, I would be told, when complaining, that I ought

to be there, in December say, or February,--at some other time of the

year than that then present,--if I really wanted to see what flies and

dust could do. I sometimes thought that the people of Kimberley were

proud of their flies and their dust.

And the meat was bad, the butter uneatable, vegetables a

rarity,--supplied indeed at the table at which I sat but supplied at a

great cost. Milk and potatoes were luxuries so costly that one sinned

almost in using them. A man walking about with his pocket full of

diamonds would not perhaps care for this; but even at Kimberley there

are those who have fixed incomes,--an unfortunate Deputy Governor or the

like,--to whom sugar at 2s. 6d. a pound and other equally necessary

articles in the same proportion, must detract much from the honour and

glory of the position. When I was there “transport,” no doubt, was

unusually high. Indeed, as I arrived, there were muttered threats that

“transport” would be discontinued altogether unless rain would come. For

the understanding of this it must be known that almost everything

consumed at Kimberley has to be carried up from the coast, five hundred

miles, by ox-waggons, and that the oxen have to feed themselves on the

grasses along the road. When there has been a period of drought there

are no grasses, and when there are no grasses the oxen will die instead

of making progress. Periods of drought are by no means uncommon in South

Africa. When I was at Kimberley there had been a period of drought for

many months. There had, indeed, been no rain to speak of for more than a

year. As one consequence of this the grocers were charging 2s. 6d. a

pound for brown sugar. Even the chance of such a state of things

militates very much against the comfort of a residence.

I do not think that there is a tree to be seen within five miles of the

town. When I was there I doubt whether there was a blade of grass within

twenty miles, unless what might be found on the very marge of the low

water of the Vaal river. Every thing was brown, as though the dusty dry

uncovered ugly earth never knew the blessing of verdure. To ascertain

that the roots of grass were remaining one had to search the ground.

There is to be a park; and irrigation has been proposed so that the park

may become green;--but the park had not as yet progressed beyond the

customary brown. In all Kimberley and its surroundings there was nothing

pretty to meet the eye;--except, indeed, women’s faces which were as

bright there as elsewhere. It was a matter of infinite regret to me that

faces so bright should be made to look out on a world so ugly.

The town is built of corrugated iron. My general readers will probably

not have seen many edifices so constructed. But even in England

corrugated iron churches have been erected, when the means necessary for

stone buildings have been temporarily wanting; and I think I have seen

the studios of photographers made of the same material. It is probably

the most hideous that has yet come to man’s hands;--but it is the most

portable and therefore in many localities the cheapest,--in some

localities the only material possible. It is difficult to conceive the

existence of a town in which every plank used has had to be dragged five

hundred miles by oxen; but such has been the case at Kimberley. Nor can

bricks be made which will stand the weather because bricks require to be

burned and cannot well be burned without fuel. Fuel at Kimberley is so

expensive a luxury that two thoughts have to be given to the boiling of

a kettle. Sun-burned bricks are used and form the walls of which the

corrugated iron is the inside casing; but sun-burned bricks will not

stand the weather and can only be used when they are cased. Lath and

plaster for ceilings there is little or none. The rooms are generally

covered with canvas which can be easily carried. But a canvas ceiling

does not remain long clean, or even rectilinear. The invincible dust

settles upon it and bulges it, and the stain of the dust comes through

it. Wooden floors are absolutely necessary for comfort and cleanliness;

but at Kimberley it will cost £40 to floor a moderate room. The

consequence is that even people who are doing well with their diamonds

live in comfortless houses, always meaning to pack up and run after this

year, or next year, or perhaps the year after next. But if they have

done ill with their diamonds they remain till they may do better; and

if they have done well then there falls upon them the Auri sacra fames.

When £30,000 have been so easily heaped together why not have

£60,000;--and when £60,000 why not £100,000? And then why spend money

largely in this state of trial, in a condition which is not intended to

be prolonged,--but which is prolonged from year to year by the desire

for more? Why try to enjoy life here, this wretched life, when so soon

there is a life coming which is to be so infinitely better? Such is

often the theory of the enthusiastic Christian,--not however often

carried out to its logical conclusions. At such a place as Kimberley the

theory becomes more lively; but the good time is postponed till the

capacity for enjoying it is too probably lost.

The town of Kimberley is chiefly notable for a large square,--as large

perhaps as Russell Square. One or two of the inhabitants asked me

whether I was not impressed by the grandeur of its dimensions so as to

feel that there was something of sublimity attached to it! “I thought it

very ugly at first,” said one lady who had been brought out from England

to make her residence among the diamonds;--“but I have looked at it now

till I have to own its magnificence.” I could not but say that

corrugated iron would never become magnificent in my eyes. In Kimberley

there are two buildings with a storey above the ground, and one of these

is in the square. This is its only magnificence. There is no pavement.

The roadway is all dust and holes. There is a market place in the midst

which certainly is not magnificent. Around are the corrugated iron shops

of the ordinary dealers in provisions. An uglier place I do not know

how to imagine. When I was called upon to admire it, I was lost in

wonder; but acknowledged that it was well that necessity should produce

such results.

I think that none of the diamond dealers live in the square. The various

diamond shops to which I was taken were near the mine, or in the streets

leading down from the mine to the square. These were little counting

houses in which the dealers would sit, generally two together, loosely

handling property worth many thousands of pounds. I was taken to them to

see diamonds, and saw diamonds without stint. It seemed that one partner

would buy while another would sort and pack. Parcel after parcel was

opened for me with almost as little reserve as was exhibited when

Lothair asked for pearls. Lothair was an expected purchaser; while the

diamond dealer knew that nothing was to be made by me. I could not but

think how easy it would be to put just one big one into my pocket. The

dealers, probably, were careful that I did nothing of the kind. The

stones were packed in paper parcels, each parcel containing perhaps from

fifty to two hundred according to their size. Then four or five of these

parcels would be fitted into a paper box,--which would again be enclosed

in a paper envelope. Without other safeguard than this the parcels are

registered and sent by post, to London, Paris, or Amsterdam as the case

may be. By far the greater number go to London. The mails containing

these diamonds then travel for six days and six nights on mail carts to

Capetown,--for four-fifths of the way without any guard, and very

frequently with no one on the mail cart except the black boy who drives

it. The cart travels day and night along desolate roads and is often

many miles distant from the nearest habitation. Why the mails are not

robbed I cannot tell. The diamond dealers say that the robber could not

get away with his plunder, and would find no market for it were he to do

so. They, however, secure themselves by some system of insurance. I

cannot but think that the insurers, or underwriters, will some day find

themselves subjected to a heavy loss. A great robbery might be effected

by two persons, and the goods which would be so stolen are of all

property the most portable. Thieves with a capital,--and thieves in

these days do have capital,--might afford to wait, and diamonds in the

rough can not be traced. I should have thought that property of such

immense value would have paid for an armed escort. The gold in

Australia, which is much less portable, is always accompanied by an

escort.[9]

I was soon sick of looking at diamonds though the idea of holding ten or

twenty thousand pounds lightly between my fingers did not quite lose its

charm. I was however disgusted at the terms of reproach with which most

of the diamonds were described by their owners. Many of them were “off

colours,” stones of a yellowish hue and therefore of comparatively

little value, or stones with a flaw, stones which would split in the

cutting, stones which could not be cut to any advantage. There were

very many evil stones to one that was good, so that nature after all did

not appear to have been as generous as she might have been. And these

dealers when the stones are brought to them for purchase, have no

certain standard of value by which to regulate their transactions with

their customers. The man behind the counter will take the stones, one by

one, examine them, weigh them, and then make his offer for the parcel.

Dealing in horses is precarious work,--when there is often little to

shew whether an animal be worth £50, or £100, or £150. But with diamonds

it must be much more so. A dealer offers £500 when the buyer has perhaps

expected £2,000! And yet the dealer is probably nearest to the mark. The

diamonds at any rate are bought and sold, and are sent away by post at

the rate of about £2,000,000 in the year. In 1876 the registered export

of diamonds from Kimberley amounted in value to £1,414,590, and reached

773 pounds avoirdupois in weight. But it is computed that not above

three quarters of what are sent from the place are recorded in the

accounts that are kept. There is no law to make such record necessary.

Any one who has become legally possessed of a diamond may legally take

it or send it away as he pleases.

The diamond dealers whom I saw were the honest men, who keep their heads

well above water, and live in the odour of diamond sanctity, dealing

only with licensed diggers and loving the law. But there are diamond

dealers who buy from the Kafirs,--or from intermediate rogues who

instigate the Kafirs to steal. These are regarded as the curse of the

place, and, as may be understood, their existence is most injurious to

the interests of all who traffic honestly in this article. The law is

very severe on them, imprisoning them, and subjecting them to lashes if

in any case it can be proved that a delinquent has instigated a Kafir to

steal. One such dealer I saw in the Kimberley gaol, a good-looking young

man who had to pass I think two years in durance among black thieves and

white thieves because he had bought dishonestly. I pitied him because he

was clean. But I ought to have pitied him the less because having been

brought up to be clean he, nevertheless, had become a rogue.

Next to diamond dealing the selling of guns used to be the great trade

in Kimberley, the purchasers being Kafirs who thus disposed of their

surplus wages. But when I was there the trade seemed to have come to an

end, the Kafirs, I trust, having found that they could do better with

their money than buy guns,--which they seldom use with much precision

when they have them. There was once a whole street devoted to this

dealing in guns, but the gun shops had been converted to other purposes

when I was there. Great complaint had been made against the Government

of Griqualand West for permitting the unreserved sale of guns to the

Kafirs, and attempts have been made by the two Republics--of the

Transvaal and the Orange Free State--to stop the return of men when so

armed. The guns were taken away from those who had not a pass, and such

passes were rarely given. Now they may travel through the Transvaal with

any number of guns, as the British authorities do not stop them. Why it

has come to pass that the purchases are no longer made I do not

understand. Whether the trade should or should not have been stopped I

am not prepared to say. We have not hesitated to prevent the possession

of arms in Ireland when we have thought that the peace of the country

might be endangered by them. I do not think that the peace of South

Africa has been endangered by the guns which the Kafirs have owned, or

that guns in the hands of Kafirs have been very fatal to us in the still

existing disturbance. But yet the Kafirs are very numerous and the white

men are comparatively but a handful! I would have a Kafir as free to

shoot a buck as a white man. And yet I feel that the Kafir must be kept

in subjection. The evil, if it be an evil, has now been done, for guns

are very numerous among the Kafirs.

There can hardly be a doubt that Kimberley and the diamond fields have

been of great service to the black men who obtain work. No doubt they

are thieves,--as regards the diamonds,--but their thievery will

gradually be got under by the usual processes. To argue against

providing work for a Kafir because a Kafir may steal is the same as to

say that housemaids should not be taught to write lest they should learn

to forge. That argument has been used, but does not now require

refutation. And there can be as little doubt that the finding of

diamonds has in a commercial point of view been the salvation of South

Africa. The Orange Free State, of which “The Fields” at first formed a

part, and which is closely adjacent to them, has been so strengthened by

the trade thus created as to be now capable of a successful and

permanent existence,--a condition of things which I think no observer

of South African affairs would have considered to be possible had not

Kimberley with its eighteen thousand much-consuming mouths been

established on its border. As regards the Cape Colony generally, if

quite the same thing need not be said, it must be acknowledged that its

present comparative success is due almost entirely to the diamonds,--or

rather to the commercial prosperity caused by the consumption in which

diamond finders and their satellites have been enabled to indulge. The

Custom duties of the Cape Colony in 1869, before the diamond industry

existed, were less than £300,000.[10] In 1875 that sum had been very

much more than doubled. And it must be remembered that this rapid

increase did not come from any great increase of numbers. The

diamond-digging brought in a few white men no doubt, but only a few in

comparison with the increase in revenue. There are but 8,000 Europeans

in the diamond fields altogether. Had they all been new comers this

would have been no great increase to a population which now exceeds

700,000 persons. The sudden influx of national wealth has come from the

capability for consumption created by the new industry. White men

looking for diamonds can drink champagne. Black men looking for diamonds

can buy clothes and guns and food. It is not the wealth found which

directly enriches the nation, but the trade created by the finding. It

was the same with the gold in Australia. Of the national benefit arising

from the diamonds there can be no doubt. Whether they have been equally

beneficial to those who have searched for them and found them may be a

matter of question.

What fortunes have been made in this pursuit no one can tell. If they

have been great I have not heard of them. There can be no doubt that

many have ruined themselves by fruitless labours, and that others who

have suddenly enriched themselves have been unable to bear their

prosperity with equanimity. The effect of a valuable diamond upon a

digger who had been working perhaps a month for nothing was in the early

days almost maddening. Now, as with gold in Australia, the pursuit has

settled itself down to a fixed industry. Companies have been formed.

Individuals are not suddenly enriched by the sudden finding of a stone.

Dividends are divided monthly and there is something approaching to a

fixed rate of finding from this claim or from that, from this side of

the mine or from the other. There is less of excitement and consequently

less of evil. Men are no longer prone to the gambler’s condition of mind

which induces an individual to think that he,--he specially,--will win

in opposition to all established odds and chances, and prompts him to

anticipate his winning by lavish expenditure,--to waste it when it does

come by such puerile recourses as shoeing a horse with gold or drinking

champagne out of a bucket. The searching for gold and diamonds has

always had this danger attached to it,--that the money when it has come

has too frequently not been endeared to the finder by hard continuous

work. It has been “easy come and easy gone.” This to some degree is

still the case. There is at Kimberley much more of gambling, much more

of champagne, much more of the rowdy exhilaration coming from sudden

money, than at older towns of the same or much greater population, or of

the same or much greater wealth. But the trade of Kimberley is now a

settled industry and as such may be presumed to be beneficent to those

who exercise it.

Nevertheless there is a stain sticking to the diamonds,--such a stain as

sticks to gold, which tempts one to repeat the poet’s caution:--

Aurum irrepertum, et sio melius situm

Cum terra celat, spernere fortior,

Quam cogere humanos in usus.

It would be untrue to say that he who works to ornament the world is

necessarily less noble than the other workman who supplies it with what

is simply useful. The designer of a room-paper ranks above the man who

hangs it,--and the artist whose picture decorates the wall is much above

the designer of the paper. Why therefore should not the man who finds

diamonds be above the man who finds bread? And yet I feel sure that he

is not. It is not only the thing procured but the manner of procuring it

that makes or mars the nobility of the work. If there be an employment

in which the labourer has actually to grovel in the earth it is this

search for diamonds. There is much of it in gold-seeking, but in the

search after diamonds it is all grovelling. Let the man rise as high as

he may in the calling, be the head of the biggest firm at Kimberley,

still he stands by and sees the grit turned,--still he picks out the

diamonds from the other dirt with his own fingers, and carries his

produce about with him in his own pocket. If a man be working a coal

mine, though he be himself the hardest worked as well as the head

workman in the business, he is removed from actual contact with the

coal. But here, at Kimberley, sharp prying eyes are wanted, rather than

an intelligence fitted for calculations, and patience in manipulating

dirt than skill in managing men or figures.

And the feeling engendered,--the constant recollection that a diamond

may always be found,--is carried so far that the mind never rests from

business. The diamond-seeker cannot get out of his task and take himself

calmly to his literature at 4 P.M. or 5 or 6. This feeling runs through

even to his wife and children, teaching them that dirt thrice turned may

yet be turned a fourth time with some hope of profit. Consequently

ladies, and children, do turn dirt instead of making pretty needle-work

or wholesome mud pies. When I heard of so much a dozen being given to

young bairns for the smallest specks of diamonds, specks which their

young eyes might possibly discover, my heart was bitterly grieved. How

shall a child shake off a stain which has been so early incurred? And

when ladies have told me, as ladies did tell me,--pretty clever

well-dressed women,--of hours so passed, of day after day spent in the

turning of dust by their own fingers because there might still be

diamonds among the dust, I thought that I could almost sooner have seen

my own wife or my own girl with a broom at a street crossing.

There is not so much of this now as there was, and as years roll on,--if

the diamonds still be to be found,--there will be less and less. If the

diamonds still be there in twenty years’ time,--as to which I altogether

decline to give my opinion,--a railway will have been carried on to

Kimberley, and planks will have been carried up, and perhaps bricks from

some more favoured locality, and possibly paving stones, so that the

town shall be made to look less rowdy and less abominable. And pipes

will be laid on from the Vaal river, and there will be water carts. And

with the dust the flies will go into abeyance. And trees will have been

planted. And fresh butter will be made. And there will be a library and

men will have books. And houses will have become pleasant, so that a

merchant may love to sit at home in his own verandah,--which he will

then afford to have broad and cool and floored. And as the nice things

come the nasty habits will sink. The ladies will live far away from the

grit, and small diamonds will have become too common to make it worth

the parents’ while to endanger their children’s eyes. Some mode of

checking the Kafir thieves will perhaps have been found,--and the

industry will have sunk into the usual grooves. Nothing, however, will

tend so much to this as the lessening of the value of diamonds. The

stone is at present so precious that a man’s mind cannot bear to think

that one should escape him.

I should be doing injustice to Kimberley and to those who have managed

Kimberley if I did not say that very great struggles have been made to

provide it with those institutions which are peculiarly needed for the

welfare of an assembled population. Churches are provided

plentifully,--at one of which, at any rate, sermons are to be heard much

in advance of those which I may call the sermon at sermon par. I could

have wished however that the clergymen who preached them had not worn a

green ribbon. And there are hospitals, which have caused infinite labour

and are now successful;--especially one which is nearly self-supporting

and is managed exquisitely by one of those ladies who go out into the

world to do good wherever good may be done. I felt as I spoke to her

that I was speaking to one of the sweet ones of the earth. To bind up a

man’s wounds, or to search for diamonds among the dirt! There is a wide

difference there certainly.

I could have wished that the prison had been better,--that is more

prisonly,--with separate rooms for instance for those awaiting trial and

those committed. But all this will be done within those twenty next

coming years. And I know well how difficult it is to get money to set

such things afloat in a young community.

THE ORANGE FREE STATE.

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