I trusted that the poor animal would hold out as long as he supposed.

We rested at noon under an enormous acacia, of the younger branches of

which the elephants are apparently very fond. We saw that they were

everywhere twisted off to the height of about twenty-five feet, which is

as far as an elephant can reach.

Here and there, under the trees, were conical hills twenty feet high,

built up for residences by the white ants. Frequently they were covered

with creeping plants which met at the top, hanging back in an umbrella

shape, completely shading them. I shot several doves and other birds to

serve us for dinner, and while Jan was cooking them I went in search of

fruit, and discovered an abundance of medlars very similar to those we

have in England, as well as some small purple figs growing on bushes.

The most curious fruit I met with was like a lime in appearance, with a

thick rind, but inside was a large nut. I had to climb a tree to obtain

them, for all those lower down had been carried off by elephants who

were evidently very fond of the fruit.

As our object was to make as much haste as possible, I was resolved not

to go out of the way to shoot any large game, though I kept my rifle

loaded with ball as a defence against lions, leopards, rhinoceroses, or

hyaenas.

The first day's journey we saw several in the distance, though none came

near us. We formed our camp at the foot of a tree, with a large fire in

front of us, and on either side of the trunk we erected a fence of stout

stakes in a semi-circular form; so we hoped that we should be able to

sleep without being molested by wild beasts. The ox remained outside,

and we knew that he would run to the fire, should danger threaten him.

The usual cries proceeding from an African forest prevented us from

sleeping over soundly, and I was awakened by the roar of a lion, which

stood on a mound some little distance from our camp, afraid of

approaching near our fire, and the palisade which he probably took for a

trap.

We had exhausted our stock of wood during the night, and in the morning

Jan went out to procure a fresh supply for cooking our breakfast. I was

employed in plucking some birds which I had killed in the evening, when

I heard my companion shouting lustily for help, and at the same time, a

loud crashing of boughs reached my ears, while the ox came hurrying up

to the camp in evident alarm.

Seizing my rifle, I sprang up, fearing that a lion had pounced down upon

Jan, while picking up sticks, and I was fully prepared for an encounter

with the savage brute. Instead of a lion, however, I saw an elephant,

with trunk uplifted, rush out from among the brushwood. I sprang behind

a tree, as the only place of safety, when what was my dismay, to see, as

he passed, Jan clinging to his hind leg. How the black had got there

was the puzzle, and how to rescue him from his awkward position was the

next question to be solved. Should he let go, he might naturally expect

to receive a kick from the elephant's hind foot which would effectually

knock all the breath out of his body; and yet, should he not get free,

he might be carried miles away and perish miserably. My only hope was

at once to mortally wound the elephant. Not a moment was to be lost if

I was to save poor Jan. Just then the elephant caught sight of the ox,

and stopped as if considering if he should attack it. Whether he was

aware that Jan was clinging to his leg or not, I could not tell, as the

black's weight no more impeded him than a fly would a man when running.

The ox, instead of endeavouring to escape, presented its head to the

elephant, though it trembled in every limb.

Jan, who seemed paralysed with fear, did not let go as I thought he

would have done, and his best chance would have been to spring back,

even though he had fallen on the ground directly behind the elephant. I

did not like to shout to him for fear of attracting the creature's

attention.

Now or never was my time to save the poor fellow. I stepped from under

cover of the tree, and, levelling my rifle, aimed at a spot directly

behind the ear.

The huge monster did not move, then presently it began swaying to and

fro. I shouted to Jan to leap off and hurried on to help him. Before I

reached the spot, he had followed my advice, and hardly had he done so,

than down came the elephant with a crash, to the ground. Jan raised a

shout of triumph.

"De master hab done well!" he cried out. I could not help joining him,

and even the ox gave a bellow of satisfaction as he saw his huge foe

stretched lifeless on the ground.

We at once set to work to extract the tusks with our axes. Rather than

leave them, we agreed to take them with us. We therefore placed them on

the back of our ox, together with some slices of elephant meat which

would prevent the necessity of shooting game during the day.

We now pushed forward for the cave where we had left our goods, and met

with no adventures worth noticing. We saw numerous herds of antelopes,

giraffes, and a few ostriches. The latter I would have killed if I

could, for the sake of their valuable feathers. The cave had been

untouched, and it was with no small satisfaction that I loaded up the ox

with its contents, as we prepared to set off the next morning on our

return, intending, on our way back, to obtain the elephant's tusks we

had deposited in the tree, which had afforded me such seasonable shelter

when attacked by their owner.

We met as before buffaloes, elands, koodoos, and various antelopes. As

I was walking along ahead, suddenly I found my face enveloped as if by a

thick veil; and as I was tearing off the web--for such it was--I caught

sight of a large yellow spider, hauling himself up to the tree above.

In the neighbourhood were many other webs, the fibres radiating from a

centre point where the greedy insect was waiting for its prey.

Each web was about a yard in diameter, and the lines on which they were

hung, suspended from one tree to another, were as thick as coarse

thread. We occasionally met with serpents, but they generally kept out

of our way.

One day, during a halt, while seated under a tree, I caught sight of

another enormous spider of a reddish tinge. Never did I see a creature

so active. It suddenly made its appearance from a hole in the bark, and

giving a tremendous bound, caught a large moth which it quickly

devoured. With wonderful rapidity it ran about the tree, now darting

forward, now springing back. With a feeling of horror lest it should

spring upon me, I removed to a distance. On looking down on the ground,

I saw what I at first thought was a coin the size of a shilling; but on

looking closer I discovered that it was of a pure white silky substance

like paper, and that it formed the door to a hole. On trying to lift it

up I discovered that it was fastened by a hinge on one side, and on

turning it over upon the hole it fitted exactly--the upper side being

covered with earth and grass, so that, had it not been for the

circumstance that the inmate had been out, I could not possibly have

detected it. Jan said it was the hole of a spider, probably the

creature I had seen engaged in seeking its prey.

While encamped that night, I heard the crashing of heads and horns. Jan

told me it was caused by a troop of buffaloes who were fighting.

Presently a loud snorting and puffing reached our ears. The uproar

increased, and he declared that the noise was produced by rhinoceroses

and buffaloes quarrelling. My fear was that in their heady fight the

animals might come our way and trample over us, or perhaps the

rhinoceroses would attack our poor ox, who was but ill able to defend

himself.

While I was looking out beyond our camp-fire I caught sight of a herd of

elephants, the huge males going first, followed by the females, on their

way down to a large pool where they were going to drink. I followed

them cautiously until they entered the water.

Having satisfied their thirst, they began throwing it over themselves

and disporting in the cool element, gambolling and rolling about like a

party of schoolboys bathing. As I could not have carried away their

tusks, I did not attempt to shoot one but left them unmolested. After a

while I saw them returning by the way they had come, appearing in the

uncertain light like huge phantoms so noiselessly did they stalk over

the ground.

It is strange that, huge as the elephant is, from the soft padding of

its feet, the sound of its steps is not heard even on hard ground. Its

approach is only to be discovered by the snapping of boughs and twigs as

it makes its way among the brushwood.

We were but a short distance from the spot where we had left the

elephant's tusks, one of the objects of our expedition. I felt very

sure of the place, as the adventure we had there met with had marked it

in my memory.

I was going up to the tree followed by Jan, when I saw an object moving

among the branches. This made me approach cautiously, and fortunately I

did so, for on looking up, I caught sight of an enormous leopard, which

probably had been attracted by the smell of the flesh still adhering to

the roots of the tusks. As the creature had got possession of the tree,

I had first to dislodge him before I could obtain our tusks; that they

were still there I discovered by seeing their points sticking out beyond

the forks of the boughs where we had deposited them. I knew the

leopard's habit of leaping down on passing animals, and thought it might

attempt to catch me in the same manner. I therefore stood at a

distance, but though I shouted at the top of my voice, and threw pieces

of wood at it, it held its post, snarling and growling savagely.

"Better shoot him, or he come down when no tinkee," cried Jan, who had

remained with the ox at a safe distance.

As we were in a hurry to move on, I saw that the sooner I did this the

better, but it was important to shoot it dead, for should I miss or only

wound it, it might make its leap before I had reloaded, and attack me

and Jan.

I advanced, and taking good aim, pulled the trigger, but what was my

dismay to find my gun miss fire, while at the same moment the leopard

made a spring from a high bough on which it was perched. I expected the

next instant to feel its fangs in my neck, and be struck to the ground

by its sharp claws; but happily its feet caught in some of the creeping

vines which were entwined round the tree, and it very nearly came

toppling to the ground on its head. Recovering itself, however, it

pitched on a lower bough.

I, in the meantime, endeavouring to be calm, cleaned out the nipple of

my gun, and put a fresh cap on; then retiring a few paces while the

creature gazed down upon me, about to make another spring, I fired at

its head, into which the bullet buried itself, and down it crashed to

the ground.

I leaped back, and reloading, stood ready to give it another shot, but

this was unnecessary; after a few convulsive struggles, it lay helpless

on the ground. On drawing near I found that it was dead. The skin

being a handsome one, I determined to secure it. With Jan's assistance,

I soon had it off and placed on the back of the ox. I now ascended the

tree, and found that though the ends of the tusks were gnawed, they were

not otherwise injured.

With the aid of Jan I lowered them down, and secured them to the back of

the ox. The poor brute was now overloaded, but as we had not far to go,

I hoped that it would be able to carry its burden that short distance.

Had I been strong I would have endeavoured to carry some of the load,

but I found my gun and ammunition, with the birds I occasionally shot,

quite enough for me. At length, greatly to my satisfaction, we drew

near the spot where I had left my uncle on some high ground overlooking

the river. Every moment I thought that our poor ox would give in.

We might, I suspect, have been indicted by the Society for the

Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, had we been seen urging on the ox, but

we had no choice, for had we abandoned our goods, the natives would have

taken possession of them. At last, as evening was approaching, we

caught sight of my uncle's camp-fire. We shouted, as he did in return,

when he came hurrying down the hill to meet us.

"What poor brute have you got there?" he exclaimed, after welcoming us.

When I told him it was our old ox, he would scarcely believe it to be

the same animal. Hardly was the burden off its back, and Jan was about

to lead it down to the water, than the poor creature, giving a

convulsive shudder, fell to the ground, and in a few minutes was dead,

having faithfully performed its duty to the last. I felt more sad than

I could have supposed it possible, as I assisted my uncle and Jan in

drawing away the carcase from the camp. We had not dragged it far,

before some natives arrived, who relieved us of all further trouble,

saying that they would take it to their camp, and eat it in spite of its

having died from the effects of the tsetse poison, which we warned them

was the case.

My uncle told me that he had prepared a raft, which would convey us and

our goods down the river to where Mr Welbourn's camp was situated, and

that he had engaged a couple of canoes and a party of natives to

accompany us. Instead of the howling of wild beasts, we were serenaded

during the night by the shouts of laughter and songs of the blacks

feasting on the carcase of the poor ox. It was quite as well, however,

that it should be eaten by them, as by jackals, which would have been

its fate had it died in the wilderness.

Next morning, assisted by the blacks, we carried our goods down to the

river, where we found a curious raft constructed of reeds. It appeared

to me loosely thrown together, somewhat like the top of a floating

haystack. My uncle said that the natives had formed it by throwing on

the calm water a number of reeds, which were interlaced together. Then

others were added, until the lower sank by the weight of those pressed

upon them, it being built up until it rose to a sufficient height above

the surface to bear as many men and as much cargo as it was required to

carry. In the centre was stuck a mast to which a sail made of skins,

was twisted, while a long oar projecting astern served to guide it.

Notwithstanding the assurances of the natives that it was fit to perform

a long voyage, I was glad of the attendance of the canoes.

All things being ready, amid the shouts of the people on shore, we

shoved off, and, being towed cut into the stream by the canoes, set

sail. Considering the clumsy nature of our raft, we glided on with

great rapidity, the canoemen having to paddle pretty hard to keep up

with us.

It was pleasant to be reclining at our ease, and to be borne along

without having to exert ourselves. The voyage, however, was not without

its dangers. Now and then a huge hippopotamus would show its ugly head

alongside, threatening to overturn our frail craft, which it might

easily have done with one heave of its back. Occasionally, too,

crocodiles would swim by, looking up at us with their savage eyes,

showing us how we should be treated should we by any chance be sent

splashing into the water. About mid-day we steered for the shore where

our black crew intimated that they intended to dine.

The raft was secured by a rope round the mast and carried to the trunk

of a tree. We, however, were unwilling to leave our goods on board

without a guard, and therefore determined to remain where we were and to

eat a cold meal; the materials for which we had brought with us. The

water appearing bright and tempting, I was about to plunge overboard,

when I felt the raft give a heave. Directly afterwards, a huge

crocodile poked his ugly snout above the surface, warning me that I had

better remain where I was. Two or three others made their appearance

soon afterwards in the neighbourhood. My uncle and I agreed that the

sooner we were away from the spot the better, as any of the savage

brutes coming under the raft might upset it, and we should be committed

to their tender mercies.

We were very glad, therefore, when the blacks, having finished their

meal, returned on board, and we once more began to float down the

stream.

We were in hopes that at the rate we were proceeding we should meet our

friends before the close of the day, but darkness approached, and the

blacks gave us to understand that we must go on shore and spend the

night at a village of their tribe, where we should be hospitably

entertained. To this we could offer no objection, though it involved

the necessity of landing our goods, as we had no fancy to spend the time

on the raft, with the prospect of finding it melting away below our

feet, and we ourselves left to be devoured by the crocodiles, or

perhaps, to have it capsized by the heave of an hippopotamus beneath it.

As we glided on, we saw a collection of bee-hive looking huts on the top

of the south bank. The raft was directed towards them. The natives,

leaping on shore, secured it as before by a rope to a tree growing on

the beach. They then assisted in carrying our property to the shore.

Having piled it up in a heap and covered it over with a roof of leaves,

they assured us that it would be as safe as if guarded by a hundred men.

As they had hitherto shown themselves to be scrupulously honest, we had

no reason to doubt them on this occasion; and we, therefore, willingly

accompanied them to the village, whence a number of people issued forth

to greet us. They then conducted us to a newly built hut, the inside of

which was as clean as we could desire, the floor covered with freshly

made mats. There we could more securely rest than we had been able to

do for a long time. We were, however, not yet allowed to enter it; a

feast was preparing at which it was expected we should be present, after

which there was to be a dance for our entertainment. For the feast a

fat ox had been killed, part being roasted and part stewed. Some of

both was placed before us, together with huge bowls of porridge, which

our entertainers mixed with their fingers, and transferred by the same

means to their mouths in large quantities. They looked somewhat

surprised when we hesitated to follow their example, but considering

that it would show mistrust, we at last overcame our repugnance. The

porridge itself was certainly not bad, and our hosts laughed heartily as

they saw how we burnt our fingers and made wry faces. The whole was

washed down with huge draughts of pombe, a sort of beer, with slightly

intoxicating properties. We did not inquire too minutely as to how it

was made. The feast over, we heard an extraordinary uproar proceeding

from another part of the village, a sound between the barking of dogs

and people endeavouring to clear their throats. On going in the

direction whence the strange sounds came, we found several men with

spears in their hands and anklets of shells fastened round their legs,

bending over a small fire, and producing the melancholy noises which had

attracted our attention. Others danced round them rattling their

anklets, while a party of women forming an outer semicircle sang a

monotonous chant and clapped their hands. The old men and women, the

senior inhabitants of the village, whom we were invited to join, sat on

the opposite side, spectators of the performance. In the meantime the

young men and boys were prancing about, now advancing to the girls

beating the ground, rattling their anklets, and creating an enormous

quantity of dust.

These proceedings had gone on for some time, when a gay youth, evidently

the leader among them, snatching a brand from the fire after dancing up

to the girls, stuck it in the ground, when he began to leap round and

over it, for a considerable time, taking care not to touch it.

After these various scenes had been enacted, a number of young men,

representing a war party returning victorious from battle, made their

appearance, and brandishing their broad-headed spears, ornamented with

flowing ox-tails. Now they rushed off, as if to pursue an enemy; now

returned, and were welcomed by a chorus from the women.

The scene was highly effective; the glare of the fire being reflected on

the red helmet-like gear and glittering ornaments of the girls, on the

flashing blades and waving ox-tails on the warriors, and the figures of

the spectators, with the huts and groups of cattle in the distance,

while the howling, chanting, shrieking, and barking sounds were kept up

without intermission. We, at last, making signs to the chief that we

were very weary, placing our heads on our hands and closing our eyes,

were led ceremoniously to our hut, into which we were thankful to enter.

Having closed the entrance we lay down and tried to go to sleep. The

noises which reached our ears showed us, however, that the dance was

being kept up with unabated spirit, and I suspect that our hosts formed

but a mean opinion of our tastes in consequence of our disappearing from

the festive scene.

Next morning, having bestowed a few remaining trinkets to delight the

hearts of the black damsels, we wished our hospitable entertainers

farewell and continued our voyage, not an article of our property having

been purloined.

Our raft clung together far better than I should have supposed, but I

suspect, had it struck a rocky bottom, the case would have been very

different. We passed by herds of hippopotami, some with young ones on

their backs, and although they sank as we approached, they soon came to

the surface to breathe. On the trees overhead were numbers of iguanas,

which, on seeing us, splashed into the water. The chief canoeman

carried a light javelin, with which he speared a couple, the flesh

proving to be tender and gelatinous.

Numerous large crocodiles, as we appeared, plunged heavily into the

stream, indeed there was everywhere an abundance of animal life. Had we

not been anxious to join our friends, we should have been contented to

continue the voyage for several days longer.

Another evening was approaching when we espied beneath a huge tree what

looked like a tent and a couple of waggons near it. We fired off our

guns as a signal, and in a short time we saw two white men coming

towards us. We quickly landed in one of the canoes, and were soon

shaking hands with Mr Welbourn and his son Harry.

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