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At 'Ntshindeen's kraal I spent a few halcyon days. For one reason or another, possibly on account of my extremely youthful appearance, I was treated with great consideration. A very large hut, the whole inside of which was lined with the finest basket-work, was given me to occupy. It was the beginning of the season of green maize; every morning an armful of luscious cobs was deposited at my door.
The white race had not yet degraded them by contact with its corroding fringe. The following incident will serve to illustrate their courage: Six of 'Ntshindeen's men, armed with nothing but spears and sticks, came upon a full-grown lion among the foothills through which I had journeyed. The brute was a well known depredator among the herds.
We were, in local parlance, "bust." Prospectors start for Swaziland Rumors as to their fate MacLean and I decide to follow them Precautions against lions The Crocodile River The Boer and the pessimist Game and honey Crocodiles Difficulties in crossing the river MacLean nearly drowned in the rapids I go on alone First sight of De Kaap A labyrinth of dongas I reach Swaziland Baboons On the trail of the prospectors The mystery solved 'Ntshindeen's Kraal Swazi hospitality How I became celebrated A popular show Repairing guns Character of the Swazis Contempt for money and love of salt Prospecting My welcome outstayed A dangerous crisis Return to the Crocodile River The rhinoceros Our bearers decamp We abandon our goods Attacked by fever Terror of partridges Arrival at Mac Mac.
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