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Updated: June 6, 2025
"Why not?" demanded the Hottentot angrily, in his broken English; "we be strong as you, and brave." "But you are not so well armed," said Orpin. "Fact," returned the freebooter, "but time vill make dat all squaar. Smugglers bring guns to we, an' pooder. Ver' soon be all right." "Listen, Ruyter, you are like a child. You know nothing.
"So, they say that peace is proclaimed," said Stephen Orpin to a pretty young woman who had recently put it out of his power to talk of his "bachelor home at Salem." Jessie McTavish had taken pity on him at last! "Indeed!" replied Jessie, with a half-disappointed look; "then I suppose you'll be going off again on your long journeys into the interior, and leaving me to pine here in solitude?"
"Perhaps broken-hearted," suggested Orpin. "Perhaps. Anyhow it is said his followers are dissatisfied with him for some reason or other. He does not lead them so well as he was wont to." While the white men were thus variously engaged in jesting over their discomforts, or holding more serious converse, their sable enemies were preparing for them a warm reception in the neighbouring pass.
The Lord who gave them has taken them away, and can give them back again if He has a mind to; but tell me, Ruyter, why will you not think of the things we once spoke of that time when you were so roughly handled by Jan Smit about your soul and the Saviour?" "How you knows I not tink?" demanded the Hottentot sharply. "Because any man can know a tree by its fruit," returned Orpin.
In a dark forest glade, not far from the fort, and within hearing of its bugle-calls, Stephen Orpin walked up and down with one of the malcontents. "I tell you, Ruyter, it is in vain to join with the Kafirs," said Orpin. "If all the Hottentots in Africa were to unite with them, you would not be strong enough to crush the white man."
In a few minutes Dobson came up with the second waggon, and the whole party set forth on a hunting expedition into the interior, under the guidance of Stephen Orpin, who had already wandered so much about the colony that he was beginning to be pretty well acquainted with a great extent of the border line.
At the one to which Hintza was now leading Orpin the missionaries had remained at their post. There he found them still holding out, but in deep dejection, for nearly all their people had forsaken them, and gone to the war.
As the trader rode along in a dejected state of mind, one of the advance-guard or scouts came back with excited looks, saying that a large band of Dutch farmers was encamped down in a hollow just beyond the rise in front of them. The chief of the Kafirs ordered the scout sternly to be silent, at the same time glancing at Orpin.
It is true we made a poor job of the farming, owing to our ignorance, but since we took to merchandise have we not made a good thing of it ain't it improving every day, and won't we rise to the very pinnacle of prosperity when this miserable war is over." "Supposing that we are not killed in the mean-time," said Stephen Orpin, who formed one of the group.
"That is a mere truism, and quite irrelevant," retorted Dobson. "Talking of irrelevant matters, does any one know why Sandy Black and McTavish did not come with Groot Willem?" asked Orpin.
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