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Mauriceau and de Graaf discuss in full extrauterine pregnancy, and Salmuth, Hannseus, and Bartholinus describe it. From the beginning of the eighteenth century this subject always demanded the attention and interest of medical observers.
I kill all the people of the Baas' country, but I die for the Baas. The Baas kill me if he will it. So it was set down in the bond on the Limpopo. If the Baas strike, he strike; if he kill, he kill. It is in the bond, it is set down. All else go. Piet Graaf, he go. Oom Paul, he go. Joubert, Cronje, Botha, they all go, if the Baas speak. It is written so. On the Limpopo it is written.
This invitation was immediately accepted by Willem, who seemed to have lost all desire to return to Graaf Reinet again. This attempt on the part of Willem to delay their homeward journey was easily defeated by Hendrik. "Why should we go to their kraal?" asked he. "We shouldn't be allowed to leave it for two or three days, and we want to go on in search of giraffes. There are none here."
The animals that had cost so much time and toil in procuring were delivered to the consul, and the bounty money handed over. The camelopards became fellow-passengers of the young philosopher in his voyage to Europe. Willem parted with them and Hans as the ship was getting "under way," and, on the same day, started back to his distant home in Graaf Reinet.
They would return to Graaf Reinet, and he should be left to die at the foot of the tree, or be torn from it by wild beasts. He was almost frantic with despair, when an idea suddenly occurred to him. He could not speak himself, but why could not the dog do so for him. His feet were still free, and, raising one of them, he gave Spoor'em a kick, a cruel kick.
"I save the Baas at Hetmeyer's Kopje. I kill Piet Graaf to do it." There was a look of assurance in the eyes of the mongrel, which sent a wave of coldness through Stafford's veins and gave him fresh anxiety. He was in despair.
When that event came to pass, Hendrik Von Bloom was already a man of influence in the colony and "field-cornet" of his district, which lay in the beautiful county of Graaf Reinet. He was then a widower, the father of a small family. The wife whom he had fondly loved, the cherry-cheeked, flaxen-haired Gertrude no longer lived.
Again the journey towards Graaf Reinet was resumed, and day by day was prosecuted with all the speed that could be made in safety to their animals. The return journey was not completed until they had suffered many hardships, and had more than once nearly lost the two young giraffes.
A warm welcome met the elephant-hunter in the square of Graaf Reinet, and, what was also of some importance, a ready market for his ivory. It chanced just at that time that ivory was selling at a very high rate.
"Baas Willem," he said, looking pityingly upon his young master, "you be going to die. I bless that God your father and mother has told me about. I never more go back to Graaf Reinet, to see them cry for you." The arrangements for the execution were by this time completed; but the cruel chief was not allowed to try his skill in the manner he had designed.