Part 4 (1/2)
”I do hope we may succeed in falling in with one,” observed the major.
”If you do there is not much chance of your shooting it,” said the missionary.
”Why not?”
”Because he is so difficult to approach. Usually he feeds on some open spot where no one can approach him without being detected by his wary eye. However, you have this in your favour, that his stupidity is superior to his extreme caution. If a wagon should chance to move along far to windward of him, he evidently thinks it is trying to circ.u.mvent him, for instead of making off to leeward, as he might easily do, he rushes up to windward with the intention of pa.s.sing _ahead_ of the wagon, and sometimes pa.s.ses so near the front oxen that one may get a shot at the silly thing. I have seen this stupidity of his taken advantage of when he was feeding in a valley open at both ends. A number of men would commence running as if to cut off his retreat from the end through which the wind came, and although he had the whole country hundreds of miles before him by going to the other end, he rushed madly on to get past the men, and so was speared, for it is one of his peculiarities that he never swerves from the course he has once adopted, but rushes wildly and blindly forward, anxious only to increase his speed. Sometimes a horseman may succeed in killing him by cutting across his undeviating course. It is interesting to notice a resemblance between this huge bird and our English wild duck or plover.
I have several times seen newly-hatched young in charge of a c.o.c.k-ostrich who made a very good attempt at appearing lame in order to draw off the attention of pursuers. The young squat down and remain immoveable, when too small to run far, but they attain a wonderful degree of speed when about the size of common fowls. It requires the utmost address of the bushmen, creeping for miles on their stomach, to stalk them successfully; yet the quant.i.ty of feathers collected annually shows that the numbers slain must be considerable, as each bird has only a few feathers in the wings and tail.”
”Well,” observed the major, shaking the ashes out of his pipe, ”your account of the bird makes me hope that we shall fall in with him before our expedition is over.”
”Do you mean to be out long?”
”As long as we can manage, which will be a considerable time,” answered the major, ”because we are well supplied with everything, except, I regret to say, medicine. The fact is that none of us thought much about that, for we have always been in such a robust state of health that we have scarce believed in the possibility of our being knocked down; but the first few weeks of our journey hither taught some of us a lesson when too late.”
”Ah, we are often taught lessons when too late,” said the missionary; ”however, it is not too late on this occasion, for I am happy to say that I can supply you with all the physic you require.”
The major expressed much gratification on hearing this, and indeed he felt it, for the country into which they were about to penetrate was said to be rather unhealthy.
”You are very kind, sir,” he said; ”my companions and I shall feel deeply indebted to you for this opportune a.s.sistance.”
”Are you quite sure,” asked the missionary pointedly, ”that you are supplied with everything else that you require?”
”I think so,” replied the major. ”Let me see--yes, I don't know that we need anything more, now that you have so kindly offered to supply us with physic, which I had always held, up to the period of my residence in Africa, was fit only to be thrown to the dog.”
The missionary looked earnestly in the major's face, and said--
”Excuse me, sir, have you got a Bible?”
”Well--a--really, my dear sir,” he replied, somewhat confusedly, ”I must confess that I have not. The fact is, that it is somewhat inconvenient to carry books in such regions, and I did not think of bringing a Bible.
Perhaps some one of our party may have one, however.”
None of the party replied to the major's look except Tom Brown, who quietly said--
”There is one, I believe, in the bottom of my trunk; one of my sisters told me she put it there, but I cannot say positively that I have seen it.”
”Will you accept of one?” said the missionary, rising; ”we start at an early hour in the morning, and before going I would like to remind you, gentlemen, that eternity is near--nearer perchance than we suppose to some of us, and that medicine is required for the soul even more than for the body. Jesus Christ, the great Physician, will teach you how to use it, if you will seek advice from himself. I feel a.s.sured that you will not take this parting word ill. Good night, gentlemen. I will give the drugs to your guide before leaving, and pray that G.o.d may prosper you in your way and give you success.”
There was a long silence round the camp-fire after the missionary had left. When night closed in, and the sportsmen had retired to rest, the minds of most of them dwelt somewhat seriously on the great truth which he had stated--that medicine is needed not only for the body but the soul.
CHAPTER SEVEN.
DESCRIBES RIVER HUNTING.
”Well, major, what are your orders for the day?” asked Tom Brown one fine morning after breakfast, while they were enjoying their usual pipe under the shade of a large umbrageous tree.
”You'd better try the river that we have just come to,” said the major.
”Do you think me amphibious, that you should always a.s.sign me that work?” asked Tom.