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"I suppose they were sur- seein' you squatterin' about in prised at my coming out of the mud yonder, while yer husthe spruit, and some of them band was sick a-bed, there was ran as soon as they heard me. no holdin' the lads. No' that Others stood and waited omin- I endeavoured to restrain them, ously—you know what a Kafir in any precise sense.' is with a woman,—and doubt- “ Away in the darkness a less I should have met my last Kafir shrieked agonisedly. earthly troubles then and there, “There ye are,' said the old but that from the road beyond man. Yon's chivalry. If ye us there were other shouts, and had been a man, they'd never men came running.

ha' put their hearts into it like “I

the forms of the that.' rescuers as they raced up, and “He helped me to my feet marked one tall young man and gave me an arm towards who ran past me with his arm the house. lifted before him. There was

“There's just one thing,' he a flash and a bang, and I sat said, and it's this. I'm no' down heavily as the white men quite the slave-driver ye might shot at the Kafirs, who were take me for – workin' in the now all running to cover. It night to drag a pittance out took but an instant, and I o' me! For instance, I've a remember it as remem- job in the store that yer man bers a thing seen at night by can have, if it'll suit him, and a lightning flash, sharp and if you're willing yerself. It's feverish.

no' a big thing, but it's white. "Ye've no need to be feared,' And for the present while, I some one said to me. They're daresay I

advance ye only my clerks, but they're a enough to be going on with. handy lot.'

And me and the lads 'll say “A short, stout

no word about seein' you at standing over me, and as I yer work.'

I saw it was old 6. What is the use of carryPagan. Away in the darkness ing this tale on It was there there were yet cries and the we ceased to have the troubles sound of blows, where the white that go to making tales, and men pursued the Kafirs.

entered upon the ordered life “Ye see,' continued the old of good industry and clean man, 'I heard o'what had living. But, Katje, of all that happened, an' I counted on this. came afterwards, money and I'm a man o' experience, Mrs success,

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children, du Plessis, an' the very same there was nothing to knit us thing happened to once. as did the sorry months by the So I got a few o' my lads spruit, when my Kornel proved along, and we've been waitin' himself the man I knew him to for what ye might call the be. Be happy, Katje; be happy eventuality. I'm no' exactly a at any rate. negrophilist, ye ken. An' after I think she has been happy.

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An American correspondent, or if not Achilles, Hector, or writing to “The Daily Tele- if not again Hector, then graph not very long ago, Patrocles, or Ajax, or Diomed, described the English nation as or any other great fighter you being “ice-bound in their enter- may fancy, will probably be prise," and something appar always the favourite hero, while ently more than ice-bound in Ulysses will be remembered as their ideas of sociability. If a successful charlatan or trickfor “ice-bound” we substitute ster who, the gods so willing, the word "sea-bound," I am came better off in the longinclined to endorse his opinion. run than he had entirely deWithin the narrow space of served. Such, at any rate, our own little sea-girt islands was my feeling from boyhood we are busy enough, and in onwards, not only in those far

own little circle of ac off days when my knowledge quaintanceship moderately soci- of Homer was literally thrashed able. · But by far the greater into me, but later on in life, majority of the English people when I had learnt to appreseem to be by nature shy and ciate the stately grandeur of suspicious as well of

of the the rhythm and the majesty stranger that is within their of the Homeric conception. Let gates as of the land where me now late in the day make the stranger hails from. all due apology to Ulysses and

For my own part, I am not confess that he was the best ashamed to make the confession man of them all, well worthy that for the greater portion of to receive the arms of Achilles, a busy life I have been insular if only on the ground that he to the backbone. All of us

was the greatest traveller of must be content to be more his generation, and made good or less guided and governed use of the superior knowledge by circumstances. Let of mankind and general intellicheerfully acknowledge, then, gence which he had in this that if circumstances be pro- way acquired. pitious, I shall make it my Let me, however, plead in study to be less insular in the mitigation of my self-confessed future. For I seem late in life fault of insularity, that I have to be on the threshold of under- not, like the old drake in the standing how it came about tale of “The Ugly Duckling,” that Ulysses, the much-travelled confined my wanderings to the and much-enduring man, was narrow limits of my own little so evidently a very favourite farmyard. On the contrary, it character with_the poet who has been my good fortune, created him. To an English whether on one quest or anmind, more especially to an other, not merely to visit every English boy's mind, Achilles, single county in England and

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Wales, but even to pass at least other reever like it in a' the one night in each one of the world,” was the answer given whole coterie except Cardigan- with conviction. And then my shire. If I have not penetrated friend continued: “It's naeto the extreme Highlands of thing short of marvellous, and Scotland, I have been so far it's I that am telling you. It's north as Oban and Iona in the far and awa' the most wonnerwest, Braemar in the centre, foo reever in the world. You and Montrose in the east. I may talk of your Aumazon, or have been privileged to shake your Meesseesippi, or your Ohio, hands in his native city with but after all they were only one who is, or was—I had it just created. But, don the best authority, his own all

, mon,” and here he smote —the “verra greatest airchi- the table with his fist to the tect in Edinbro'.”

extreme detriment of my glass “In vino veritas," said I of shandygaff and clean pair of to myself, and felt that if flannel trousers, “it was the 6 vinum

may be translated town sewers of Glasgie that “whuskey,” both the gentleman made the Clyde!” himself and his henchman who Having no reasonable ground backed the bold assertion were for doubting the truth of the men to be thoroughly believed. assertion, I gave the Clyde a

Again, in the great city of tolerably wide berth. Glasgow, I received from a Furthermore, I have eaten friendly and wholly patriotic many a good mutton-chop in resident a full, perfect, and my passages to and fro across sufficient reason for believing St George's Channel, -eaten that the Clyde is far and away them, I may say, with much the most wonderful river in the relish to myself and to the world. Our conversation was envious disgust of my fellowshort, not altogether sweet, but passengers; have lived through wholly to the point. It had some solid days and nights at happened—indeed it happened Cork, where, by reason of the rather often in those days continuous downpour, that I was on a cricket-tour, seemed to be feasting all the and a certain match, intended time wherein we had hoped to occupy two days, was fin- to play cricket; have bought ished off just before lunch on lace at Limerick and pocketthe second day. Finding my- handkerchiefs at Belfast, and self short of occupation, I in- have shot snipe and woodcock quired of a friendly antagonist in Sligo and Kerry. what sights were best worth I have thought well to seeing in Glasgow.

chronicle these performances “Hae ye ever seen the Clyde, lest I should seem to have mon?” he inquired.

added to my insularity the “Well, no—not much of it, narrow-minded exclusiveness of that is," I replied. “Is it a a consistent stay-at-home. So very wonderful river?”

far from this, I might add "And there's just not an that I have even crossed the

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other dozen occasions, and have paid room in the house is occupied passing visits to sundry parts by patients in search of a of France. But on these oc rest-cure. It is impossible to casions I have so far carried imagine a spot better designed my insularity with me as to

as to for the purpose—impossible alfeel rather bored than inter- most for any resident, whether ested by the things I was he or she is or is not in search taken to see. While I may of rest-cure, to fail in partially call myself equally at home conforming to the restfulness in Yorkshire dale, Devonshire that surrounds it. Situated combe, Irish bog, Scottish loch, on the side of a hill,

Welsh coal - field, those Pension stands high enough “furrin' parts," which, lying to

which, lying to overlook the rich valley beyond the narrow sea, seem which divides our sort of hogto my simple village friends backed range from other ranges at least far remote as

which meet the eye in every heaven, have

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direction. Stand on our gardegree appealed to me. While den terrace and look which an Icelandic river, an Indian way you will, and you will jungle, or an American swamp, see green fields and golden and other places equally be- corn crops intersecting each yond the reach of my time other at every turn on the and purse, suggest visions of slopes of tree - crowned hills, entrancing impossibilities, trav- with little homesteads dotted elling abroad for travelling's here and there on the landsake has only seemed to offer scape, and the towers of three promise of material discomfort or four castles or large manunaccompanied by material en sions standing out like so many joyment.

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landmarks on the horizon. The Necessity, however, is a stern little town itself that nestles in schoolmaster; and when neces the valley a thick screen of sity in the guise of illness elected foliage obscures from the view to plant me, contrary to either of any one standing in our desire or expectation, in the garden. But from the balcony heart of Germany, I made up my which adjoins my room I obmind to submit to the rod and tain an excellent view of the to wile away the weary hours— main part of it; and I seldom which I would fain have been omit to spend half an hour spending elsewhere—in making there between nine and eleven acquaintance with a people so at night and watch the distant little known to most of us, and lights, that look like so many all too commonly so much mis- glow-worms, one by one expire represented.

as the owners of the little First, then, of my dwelling- homesteads retire to rest after place—a well-appointed German the long day's work. Pension, to which, by the grace Except on one occasion, when of a kind doctor, I have been I found myself quartered for admitted as a lodger, although shooting purposes in a secluded

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moorland lodge not far from baggage with me, provided I Salisbury, I do not think that can get it transported to the I ever lived in such an abso- foot of the hill; and not my lutely silent place. We are impedimenta only, but my dog perhaps not half a mile from -or apparently a dozen dogs, the main street of the town if I happen to own them. Not beneath us, and there is a being myself a local dog-owner, flourishing restaurant perched I have more than once felt inon the hill - top, perhaps a

clined to resent the presence of quarter of a mile as the crow these free passengers in a tramflies, above our heads. But, Two big dogs, alternately except for the chiming of the panting and growling defiance various church clocks, the oc- at each other from the far casional barking of a neigh-ends of a crowded car on a bour's dog, and once in a way hot and stuffy day, may on the rumbling of a carriage up the score of companionship be our hill, I could fancy that I classified among things neither was living in a city of the

the to be desired

nor deserved. dead. Truly sorry am I for After a rather long and highly the horses when I hear the scented journey, I inquired of sound of those carriage-wheels. the conductor, through the Stiffer hills I have seen by the medium of

my lady - interscore, but a

atrocious preter, whether I should be road up a stiff hill never. Ex- called upon to pay for my oept for visitors coming or “pet goat” if I was minded going, the good folk who live to take it for a ride. The in our street-for by custom conductor took the question or courtesy it is called a street quite seriously, and kept the -have evidently no desire to car standing still for encourage wheel traffic. Ac- time while he considered his cess to the town and station, answer. “The goat," he said the latter a good mile off, is at last, "is neither a dog nor easy enough. For I have only a cat, nor yet a

child in to go to the bottom of our

Therefore, you must hill to find a halting-place for pay for it." the tram-cars, which stop there The one other sound that at every quarter of an hour, occasionally penetrates to our and will take me pretty well silent dwelling-place is that of anywhere I wish to go for the the German students' voices as modest

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penny. they sing over their cups in the Occasionally I have to change evening,

I could sometimes from car to another in wish that I heard it more the course of a journey to frequently.

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of the German is nothing if not mustown; but so long as my face ical, and, save only in my own is turned away from home, I native Wales, I have never am not called upon to pay a

heard better male voices. But second time. Indeed, I am the German student, to even privileged to take all my Oxonian's mind a very

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