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Bob Skyd had more than once attempted to induce a "lovely woman" to invade the land and enlighten the cave, but somehow without success! "We shall have it stiff," said John, as the three brothers approached their burrow. "And heavy," added Bob. James made no remark, but opened the door. It was growing dark at the time and inside their cavern only a dim light prevailed. "Why what's hallo! I say "
"Think of the prospect?" repeated Gertie, knitting her brows and looking down with a pretended air of profound thought; "let me see: the prospect as I've heard father say to mother, which was just a repetition of what I had heard him previously say to these queer brothers Skyd is a life in the bush by which I suppose he means the bushes in which we shall have to cut down the trees, plough up the new soil, build our cottages, rear our sheep and cattle, milk our cows, make our butter, grow our food, and sometimes hunt it, fashion our clothing, and protect our homes.
"It's my opeenion," said Sandy Black, "that if we haena to fight for it, we'll hae to fight a bit to keep it." "Perhaps we may," returned John Skyd, "and if so, fighting will be more to my taste than farming not that I'm constitutionally pugnacious, but I fear that my brothers and I shall turn out to be rather ignorant cultivators of the soil."
"Now don't ask, `Is it not your own fault? with that wiseacre look of yours," said John Skyd, testily tapping the bowl of his pipe on a stone preparatory to refilling it.
At the time the firm was formed, it had been suggested that it should be styled Dobson, Skyd, and Sons, but as it was possible nothing but daughters might fall to the lot of any of them, "Company" was substituted as being conveniently indefinite. Dobson took precedence in the title in virtue of his having brought most capital into the firm.
"So you're gaun to settle thereawa'?" said Sandy Black to John Skyd and his brothers as they stood on an eminence commanding a magnificent view of the rich plains and woodlands of the Zuurveld. "Even so, friend Black," replied John, "and sorry am I that our lot is not to be cast together. However, let's hope that we may meet again ere long somewhere or other in our new land."
"Sleep!" continued Brook, with a laugh, "why, would you believe it, Mr Skyd, I went into what we call the nursery-tent one morning last week, to try to stop the howling of my little boy, and I found him lying with his open mouth close to Gertie's cheek, pouring the flood of his wrath straight into her ear, and she sound asleep all the time!
"Oh, no fear of that!" said Robert Skyd, who was the quietest of the three brothers; "don't you see the foundation of our future house is at least ten feet above the highest point to which the river seems to have risen in times past?" "Ah, just so," responded George, with the air of a man not convinced.
Of such men, thank God, there always have been, and we believe always will be, many in the world men in regard to whom bigots are apt to say, "Lord, forbid him, for he followeth not with us," but of whom the Lord said, "Forbid him not, for he that is not against us is on our part." Among those who had attained to the enviable ox-waggon were our friends John Skyd and Frank Dobson.
"We scarce counted on this sort of thing," said John Skyd, "when, fifteen years ago, we left the shores of old England for `Afric's southern wilds." "That's true, Jack," was Bob Skyd's reply, "and I sometimes think it would have been better if we had remained at home." "Craven heart! what do you mean?" demanded James. "Ay, what do you mean?" repeated Dobson; "will nothing convince you?
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