Identifier : fiveyearshunting1892roua ( find matches )
Title : Five years' hunting adventures in South Africa: being an account of sport with the lion, elephant ...
Year : 1892 ( 1890s )
Authors : Roualeyn George Gordon-Cumming, 1820-1866.
Subjects : Hunting -- South Africa Museum Collection South Africa -- History South Africa -- Description and travel Special Collections
Publisher : London, Simpkin, Marshall.
Contributing Library : Broward College Archives and Special Collections
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hem that I would prepare somefood and coffee for them, when they set to work with a good will, andin two hours more the other three waggons were brought safely through,and were high and dry. On the 8th we entered the village of Colesberg. All the forenoon Iwas busy off-loading two of the waggons. We spread out the curiositiesin the market-ground, making no end of a parade : it was truly a veryremarkable sight, and struck all beholders with astonishment. On the 13th I left Colesberg, and set out on my way to Grahamstown;passing on the 17th the Thebus flats. On the march I saddled up, and,leaving the waggons, I rode across country for Hendrick Strydomsfarm, where I had commenced my sporting career in South Africa. AsI rode across the flats I found springbok and black wildebeest stillabundant. On reaching the residence of my former friend, I found theblackness of desolation pictured there. The house was falling to pieces,and the grass grew rank where the pot was wont to boil. In a melan-
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ft. < u ANOTHER ELEPHANT EXPEDITION. 251 choly mood I then turned my face for the farm where I had ordered mywaggons to halt; and, as I rode along, I mused on the fleeting and tran-sient nature of all human condition. On the 25th I reached Fort Beau-fort, where I dined with some old acquaintances at the mess of the 7th. On the 29th we marched to the Fish River at dawn of day. Here Ifound about sixty waggons waiting the fall of the river to get through.Some of us set to work to clear away a bank of mud on the opposite side,after which a good many waggons, lightly laden, crossed the river; but onattempting to bring through my large waggon, she stuck fast, but was atlength extricated with the help of another span. We saved her just intime, for the river was increasing fast when we got her out, and inanother half-hour was running a rapid torrent, at least ten feet deep.I found several very jolly farmers, English and Scotch,, lying on theopposite side; in particular, one Annesley, of wh

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