CHAPTER TEN.

A HOTTENTOT KRAAL--THE HOTTENTOT CHIEF--UMBOO'S MESSAGE--NEWS FROM CAPE

TOWN--THE HOTTENTOT PROGRAMME--LEARNED SPECULATIONS.

The sun had hardly risen on the following morning when the quarters

where they had bivouacked were surrounded by a bevy of dark skins, whose

curiosity to see the strangers was at least equal to that of the boys to

see them. The latter were bewildered by the multitude of small

copper-coloured men by whom they were environed, their thin faces, small

sunken eyes wide apart from one another, thick lips, and flat noses,

rendering them objects as hideous in European eyes as could well be

imagined. Their conversation too--for they talked rapidly and

incessantly among themselves--sounded the strangest Babel that ever was

poured into civilised ears. It resembled the continued chattering of

teeth, the tongue being continually struck against the jaws or palate;

and for a long time the lads almost believed that the men were simply

gibbering, like monkeys, at one another. Omatoko, however, who was

either a personage of real authority in his tribe, or felt himself

entitled to assume authority under the circumstances of the case, soon

convinced them that his countrymen understood the orders which he gave

them, and were, moreover, ready to obey him. At his command two of them

took on their shoulders the basket, in which Lion had been carefully

laid on a heap of dried grass, and trotted nimbly off with it; Frank,

who had witnessed the manoeuvre, running by the side, and steadying the

litter with his hand, whenever any piece of rough ground had to be

traversed.

This part of the work despatched, Omatoko next went down to the place

where the carcasses of the koodoos had been carefully protected from

vultures and hyenas by a heap of logs laid over them. Committing each

koodoo to the care of three or four, whom he chose out of the throng for

the purpose, he sent them after the others. Then he himself,

accompanied by his nephew, whom he introduced by the name of "Toboo,"

and the son of the chief, whom he addressed as "Kalambo," prepared to

set out on the journey, as a guard of honour to the Englishmen.

In about two hours' time they arrived at the kraal, where the chief,

Umboo, was expecting them; and the three lads, who had been on the look

out for something entirely different to all that they had ever beheld

before, were, for once, not disappointed.

The village was built in the shape of a perfect oval, each cottage

approaching its next neighbour so nearly as only to allow room for

passing to and fro; and on the outer side of the ellipse were enclosures

for the cattle. The boys were somewhat surprised at this arrangement,

having been prepared to find the oxen pastured in the space enclosed by

the huts, where they would have been safe from attack until the men had

been overpowered. But they learned afterwards that the Hottentots

rather desired that the cattle should protect them, than they the

cattle. In the event of an attack from an enemy, the latter would, it

was reckoned, be unwilling to destroy the sheep and oxen--the latter,

indeed, being in general the booty which had been the inciting cause of

the attack--and thus time was gained, and the enemy taken at a

disadvantage.

The houses themselves were circular, composed of wicker-work overlaid

with matting; this latter being woven out of rushes, and further sewn

with the fibre of the mimosa. The mats supplied a twofold want. They

readily admitted the passage of air, and so secured good ventilation;

and they were of a texture so porous that rain only caused them to close

tighter, and so rendered them waterproof. Our travellers had already

had satisfactory evidence of their efficiency in this respect during

their three days' halt in the rocky defile. Like all other huts

belonging to savages in these regions, they had only one opening, which

served as door, window, and chimney.

The boys had only time for a very cursory survey of these particulars,

when they were hurried into the dwelling of Umboo the chief of the

tribe, who, they were told, was impatiently expecting them. Without

waiting therefore to wash or cool themselves, or change any part of

their dress, they passed into the royal hut, as it might be termed;

though, on examination, it was not found to be materially different from

those around it.

It was larger, certainly, and perhaps a foot higher, the ordinary huts

not being more than five feet in height. The floor was strewn with

karosses, on one of which the great Umboo was sitting when they entered.

In the background several of his wives--he was said to have nearly a

dozen--were sitting; mostly young, well-shaped women, though their

figures were almost concealed from sight by numberless necklaces,

girdles, armlets, and anklets, ornamented after a strange and bizarre

fashion with shells, tigers' teeth, polished stones, and metal spangles

of all shapes and sizes--obtained doubtless from tradings with the

whites. The chief himself was attired after a fashion so extraordinary,

that the boys, and particularly Nick, could with difficulty restrain a

shout of laughter as their eyes lighted upon him.

He was a tall and very stout man, with features which, for one of his

race, might be accounted handsome; and his dress, however anomalous in

the estimation of Europeans, was doubtless regarded with respect and

even awe by his own subjects. It consisted of a full-bottomed wig,

which had probably once graced the head of some Dutch official, though

every vestige of powder had long disappeared. The lower folds of this

headdress fell over the collar of the red coat of an English grenadier--

a souvenir probably of Muizenberg or Blauenberg--the rusty buttons and

tarnished embroidery testifying to the hard service which the garment in

question had seen. Below the coat, so far as the mid-calf, Umboo's

person remained in its natural state, always excepting the red ochre and

grease with which it was liberally besmeared, the odour from which,

under the broiling sun, was almost unendurable. The royal costume was

completed by a pair of top-boots with brass spurs attached--suggesting a

curious inquiry as to the number of owners through which the articles

must have passed, before they were transferred from the legs of an

English squire to those of a Namaqua chief.

Umboo had noticed the demeanour of the younger portion of his visitors,

but he had happily no suspicion of its true explanation, being himself

rather inclined to attribute it to the awe which his presence inspired.

He was, however, unacquainted not only with the English language, but

with the Dutch also; and Omatoko was obliged to act as interpreter

between the two parties--an office, apparently, which was greatly to his

taste.

After a long interview, in which the chief manifested the greatest

curiosity as to the previous history of his visitors, the circumstances

which had led to their presence in the country, and the course which

they now proposed to pursue, he was pleased to intimate to them that

their audience was ended, but that he had assigned a hut for their

special accommodation, and one of his people to attend on them and

provide them with food, as long as they remained in the kraal.

Having expressed their thanks and taken leave, the four friends

withdrew, and were ushered to their house by Toboo, the latter being, as

they discovered, the attendant of whom the chief had spoken. Here they

found Lion, lying in one corner on a heap of reeds, apparently none the

worse for his journey.

"Well," said Nick, as he threw himself on a bed of dried grass covered

with one or two karosses, "this is better than the desert, anyhow! I

suppose his Majesty, King Umboo, keeps a pretty good table, and a decent

cook. Are we to have the honour, by the bye, of dining at the royal

board, or is a separate cuisine to be kept up for us? In the first

instance, will it be necessary to dress for dinner; in the second, who

is to give orders to the cook?"

"And if we are to be his Majesty's guests, will the Queen be present?"

asked Frank; "and if she is, which of us is to have the honour of

handing her in to dinner?"

"You forget, Frank, there is more than one Mrs Umboo. I believe there

are as many as a dozen, if not more."

"Well, then, they won't all dine, I suppose, at least not on the same

day. I dare say they'll take it in turns, so as to have the advantage

of improving their manners by European polish," said Wilmore. "By the

bye, were those his wives or his daughters that were sitting on the

skins at the back of the tent. There was one of them who was very

nearly being handsome. If it hadn't been for her hair, which strongly

resembled a black scrubbing brush, I think she would have been!"

"Ay, I noticed her casting glances at you, Frank," said Nick. "If she

was one of Umboo's wives, it is a good job that the royal eyes couldn't

see through the back of the head to which they belonged, or his Majesty

might have ordered you both to be burned, or impaled, or disposed of

after some pleasant fashion of the like description. But we will hope

she was a princess, not a queen."

"With all my heart," said Frank, laughing. "Perhaps she was the

Princess Royal and, in default of issue male, the heiress presumptive of

the crown. It would be great promotion to become Crown Prince of the

Namaquas. But here is Charles waiting to speak as soon as he can thrust

a word in edgewise. Well, Charles, what is it?"

"Why, if you fellows have done chaffing, there is something of

importance which I have to tell you."

"Ay, indeed, and what may that be?" inquired Gilbert.

"Why, you know that I have had some conversations with Omatoko in

Dutch?"

"Yes, we all know that."

"But you, perhaps, did _not_ know that I understand something of the

Hottentot language also."

"Certainly, none of us understood that," observed Frank. "Why, Charles,

how could you ever learn it? It seems to me nothing but a series of

chicks, as though they were rattling castanets with their tongues."

"I was laid up once with an accident on a shooting expedition, and was

nursed by the Hottentots. I picked up enough of their lingo to

understand generally what they say, though I don't think I could talk

it," answered Charles.

"Why didn't you tell Omatoko so? It would have saved some trouble?"

asked Warley.

"Why, you see, Ernest, I have had my suspicions of Omatoko from the

first--that is, I have never been quite satisfied about his good faith,

though I thought it better to follow his counsel. But I knew when we

reached the village, that he would speak freely of his real intentions

to his countrymen, not having any suspicion that I understood a word of

what he was saying."

"That was very well thought of," said Warley, "and it was very wise also

to keep your intention to yourself. I am glad I didn't know it, any

way. But what did you learn to-day?"

"I learned, among other things, that the force which it was supposed the

English government would send to reconquer the Cape from the Dutch, has

actually sailed, if it has not landed; and, in my opinion, it is large

enough to render any resistance on the part of the Dutch hopeless--that

is, if its strength is correctly reported."

"You don't mean that, Charles! How could these Hottentots know anything

about the matter?"

"They are much keener, and take a stronger interest in these things than

you fancy. They have always bitterly regretted the restoration of the

colony to Holland, and the idea of the English again assuming the

government is very acceptable to them. It appears that an American

frigate brought the news on Christmas Day of the approach of an English

squadron with troops on board, and the news flew like wildfire through

the country. The Hottentots heard of it nearly a week ago; but I must

do Omatoko the justice to say, that he did not know it."

"Well, go on. That, I suppose, is one of the circumstances which has

induced Umboo to treat us so civilly?"

"Well, perhaps, in some degree that may be so. But Umboo is not at all

sure that the English will get the better of the Dutch, and he won't

commit himself to either side, until he sees which is likely to gain the

day."

"Ah, I see. If the English win, he will make a merit of sending us safe

to Cape Town; and if the Dutch get the upper hand, he'll hand us over as

prisoners to the Governor."

"That's very nearly it, I judge, Ernest. Well, as soon as Omatoko

learned about the English fleet, he suggested that we should remain in

the kraal, while a messenger was sent southward to ascertain the exact

position of things in the colony; and meanwhile a hut should be assigned

us, and he and his nephew would keep a careful eye on us."

"How kind of them!" said Nick.

"It's the way of the world, Nick," said Lavie; "in England, I am afraid,

as much as in Namaqua-land. Well, that being settled, the matter about

the Bushmen came up next. It appears Omatoko knows where they are to be

found. He overheard them talking of their plans. They took no trouble

indeed to disguise them, considering him to be as good as dead already."

"What are they going to do?" asked Wilmore.

"Going to attack and exterminate, if possible, the Bushmen. Spies are

to be sent to make sure of their whereabouts, and then a chosen party of

warriors will go against them."

"They don't expect us to accompany them, I hope," said Warley.

"Well, from what was said, I am afraid they do--that is, they mean to

urge it. You see, they know the immense advantage our rifles have over

their bows and arrows, and our presence would enable them to effect

their purpose with certainty."

"Well, I suppose you will refuse, Charles, won't you? You don't want us

to become mercenary cutthroats for the benefit of these savages?"

"That is putting it rather strong," observed Gilbert. "These fellows

have attempted murder--murder of the most cruel kind, and deserve

punishment--remember that."

"They have done us no wrong, at all events," said Warley; "it cannot be

our business to punish them. Besides, shooting these unhappy savages

down is not the way to teach them better."

"You are right, Ernest," said Lavie. "I, for one, will have nothing to

do with any attack upon them. They may oblige us to accompany them, to

prevent our escape, but I will take no part in the fighting."

"Nor I," said Frank, "I am not going to kill these poor helpless

wretches to please any one."

"Very good," added Nick; "I have no wish to do it, either."

"Well, then," said Lavie, "we are agreed. We will stay quietly here

until the answer comes from the Cape. Five to one our fellows have

thrashed these Dutchmen as soundly as they did before, and the colony is

ours again by this time; in which case Umboo will be our humble servant.

If the messenger doesn't return before the party set out to attack the

Bushmen, we will go with them, if required, but only as spectators. Is

that agreed?"

"Agreed, _nem. con._," said Frank. "And now, here, I suppose, comes

dinner. We are not to have the honour of seats at the royal table,

then!"

"No, that will be reserved for us when Umboo has learned of the defeat

of the Dutchmen," said Gilbert.

The food served up to them was better and more palatable than they had

expected. It consisted chiefly of the flesh of one of the koodoos, and

was partly broiled and partly sodden.

"Not bad this," exclaimed Gilbert, as a third slice was handed to him,

which he disposed of after the same fashion which prevailed in the time

of Adam and Eve, viz., by the help of his fingers and teeth. "They

haven't so bad an idea of cooking after all."

"And these figs and pomegranates are not to be despised either,"

observed Frank. "They would go down well at a West End dinner!"

"But whatever are these?" cried Nick, digging his hands into a basket of

what seemed to be burnt almonds, being a heap of oval substances, about

the size of a filbert, and partially roasted. "Hum! a strange sort of

taste, but rather nice, too. Have some, Charles, you'll find them

rather good eating."

"Thank you, Nick," returned Lavie, gravely, "I am not fond of insects,

or I would have a few."

"Insects!" repeated Gilbert, in a tone of mingled surprise and disgust.

"You can't mean that, to be sure!" He dropped the handful to which he

had just helped himself, and looked at the doctor with mouth and eyes

wide open.

"They are locusts, if I don't mistake," said the latter. "Hand them up

here, Frank, and I'll take a closer look at them. Yes, they are

locusts. These Hottentots consider them a great dainty."

"The nasty wretches!" cried Nick, starting up and throwing away the

viands he had been consuming. "To think I should live to sup on

beetles! Hand us the bowl of milk there, Ernest. I suppose _that's_

all right, isn't it? That comes from a cow, and not a crocodile, or

something of the sort?"

"Yes, that's all right, Nick," said Lavie, laughing; "and, after all,

there are many other people who eat locusts besides these Hottentots."

"Every one to his taste," said Gilbert, setting down the bowl after a

long draught. "Mine doesn't incline to roasted insects. However, that

milk has pretty well taken the taste out. And now, I suppose the next

thing is to go to bed. I was up very early this morning, and have had a

hard day of it. What do you say, Frank?"

"I say ditto to you," said Wilmore. "I shall just roll myself up in one

of these skins to keep off the flies, and shut up for the night. Good

night, Lion, old boy; I wish you a sound repose."

The two boys accordingly wrapped themselves in the deer-hides which were

scattered on the floor, and lay down, each with a roll of matting for a

pillow. In two or three minutes their regular breathing announced that

they were fast asleep. But Ernest and Charles did not follow their

example. They sat near the entrance of the hut, smoking their pipes,

and conversing on subjects which had but little interest for their

companions.

"These Hottentots are a strange race," observed Warley. "I suppose

nothing is really known of their origin and history."

"Nothing, I believe, with any certainty," returned the doctor. "They

seem to have no traditions on the subject, which is a rare circumstance

in the history of any people. Their very name is uncertain. Europeans

call them Hottentots, or Namaquas, but they themselves do not

acknowledge either title. Neither word, in fact, exists in their

language. They call some of their tribes `Oerlams,' meaning new-comers

in the land, and others `Topnars,' or the ancient aboriginal

inhabitants. But the early history of these latter is quite unknown."

"And what do you imagine to be their origin, Charles? They look very

much like Chinese or Tartars. They have been supposed to be of Chinese

origin, have they not?"

"I believe so; but on no intelligible grounds that I ever heard. I have

a theory of my own about them; but I don't suppose many would share it."

"What is your theory?"

"Well, I connect them with that strange story in Herodotus, of the

circumnavigation of Africa, nearly 2500 years ago. You know the story,

I suppose?"

"I remember reading it. I think Herodotus says that Necos, or Pharaoh

Necho, sent some Phoenicians to circumnavigate Africa. They set out

from the Red Sea, I suppose, and sailed through the Straits of

Babel-Mandeb. In the third year of their voyage, they returned through

the Pillars of Hercules, along the northern coast of Africa to Memphis."

"Yes, that is right. They reported, if you remember as a circumstance

accounted by Herodotus as incredible, that when they had sailed some

distance along the eastern shore of Africa, they had the sun on their

right hand."

"Just so. And I have always regarded that statement as an unanswerable

proof that they really did make the voyage as they asserted."

"I quite agree with you. Well, their story was that in the autumn of

_their_ year, but the spring in South Africa, they went on shore, sowed

some land with corn, and waited till the crop was gathered in, when they

stored it on board, and resumed their voyage. They did this twice, but

in the third year reached home."

"That was their report, exactly, I believe. But what then?"

"Why, I think the Hottentots must be the descendants of some of the

Egyptians who went on that voyage; for though the ships were navigated

by Phoenicians, the crews were in all likelihood Egyptian. If you

divide the coast-line from the Red Sea to Gibraltar into three equal

parts, the spots which make one-third and two-thirds of the distance,

are the mouth of the Zambesi river, and the coast of great Namaqua-land.

Now, the Phoenicians and Egyptians, who made up the expedition, must

have remained several months at each place. What more likely that they

would intermarry with any native women they might find there; nay, is it

improbable that some one or two remained behind, and became the

progenitors of the Hottentots and Bushmen?"

"It is what often happens in such expeditions, no doubt. But is there

any resemblance between the old Egyptians and these Hottentots?"

"Yes, several very curious resemblances. Their personal appearance is

exactly like that of the ancient Copts, who still inhabit some parts of

Egypt; and there is one very remarkable peculiarity, which anatomists

say is to be found only in these two races. The Coptic nearly resembles

the Hottentot language, a good many roots and some words being the same

in both. They have several customs in common; as for instance, they

will not eat swine's flesh, and they worship a kind of beetle, which I

believe no other nations do. Lastly, the Bushmen, who are believed to

be a more degraded branch of the same race, ornament walls and flat

slabs of rock with mural paintings, in which travellers have recognised

a likeness to those of ancient Egypt."

"Well, that is curious, certainly. I should like to see those

paintings. But, supposing your theory as to the Hottentots being of

Coptic descent to be true, they might have made their way southwards in

successive ages through Central Africa, might they not?"

"Of course, and so might the Kaffirs, who also are like the old

Egyptians in many things. But if that were so, surely some traces of

them would be found somewhere in Central Africa. They would hardly have

passed through a vast tract of country in the slow succession of

generations, and left no mark of their residence behind."

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