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We had reached the bush after six hours' downhill trek over a pretty bad

track made by cattle--of course, there were no roads in Zululand at this

date I re woodland

on a flat bottorew sparsely Soreen leaves and bore a kind of plue stone, and others silver-coloured leaves in

their season A river, too, low at this tih

it, and in the scrub upon its banks were , lonely place, with lots of garass, which was lacking on the

higher veld Also it gave the idea of vastness, since wherever one

looked there was nothing to be seen except a sea of trees

Well, we outspanned by the river, of which I forget the name, at a spot

that Saduko showed us, and set to work to cook our food, that consisted

of venison fro

anih to shoot as they whisked past

us, ga I observed that armed Zulus arrived continually in

parties of from six to a score of h whether in salutation to Saduko or to myself I did