boer-brandy

Updated: July 2, 2026

Gregory laughed too, in silence; he could not lose sight of them now, so slowly they would have to move with that cumbrous ox-wagon. Yet, when that evening came, and he reached a little wayside inn, no one could tell him anything of the travellers. The master, a surly creature, half stupid with Boer-brandy, sat on the bench before the door smoking.

Olive Schreiner - The Story of an African Farm, a novel