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"Beetje varm! [a little hot] Beetje varm, Baas!" I heard hi hit me hard upon the head--I

suppose it was a thrown kerry--after which I re through the air

I caain, and found that I was still on the horse, which

was ahttoat

my side He was covered with blood, so was the horse, and so was I It

may have been our own blood, for all three were more or less wounded, or

it may have been that of others; I aht I pulled upon the reins, and the horse stopped as and found a large flask of

Hollands gin and water--half gin and half water--which he had placed

there before the battle He uncorked and gave it to

pull at the stuff, that tasted like veritable nectar, then handed it to

him, who did likewise New life seemed to flow into ood at such a moment

"Where are the Amawombe?" I asked

"All dead by now, I think, Baas, as we should be had not your horse

bolted Wow! but they ht--one that will be told of! They

have carried those three regiood," I said "But where are we going?"

"To Natal, I hope, Baas I have had enough of the Zulus for the present