time of harvest gather in the crops.
If then a man possess three or four wives, he cultivates a large piece
of ground and has plenty of corn, pumpkins, and other grain, and also
has cows from which he obtains milk. The men never drank fresh milk,
which they call _ubisi_: this they consider only fit for women and boys.
They placed the fresh milk in large gourds made from dried pumpkins,
and which contained about two quarts of milk, which was kept for some
hours exposed to the sun; the gourd was then shaken, and again allowed
to rest; in about three days the milk turned and became lumpy, and had a
tart taste about it, and was really meat and drink. When in this state
it was called _amasi_. This amasi and boiled mealies were food enough
for the Caffres, meat being eaten only about once a month, when some
wedding took place, or a hunting expedition was successful. The Caffre
men did very little except milk the cows, which they never allowed the
women to do, go out hunting, and have dances, and long talks in their
kraals. I should like to know what more pleasant life could be passed
by any man in a civilised country than this. Had I been older or more
experienced when I was living among these people, I should have been
more surprised than I was at the absence of all those wishes, and
anxieties, which form the principal desires of men and women in
civilised countries. These Caffres had no desire for more than they
possessed, except as regards cattle, and thus afforded an excellent
example of the proverbs that "He who curtails his wants increases his
income," and "He whose requirements are less than his means of supply,
is the only rich man."

I was so fully occupied with the work that was drawn out for me by the
Caffres, that I had not thought with much anxiety about my late
fellow-passengers. I wished, however, to see Constance, and now that I
could speak a little in the Caffre language, I asked where she was, and
when I could see her. My inquiry and wish seemed to puzzle Inyoni, who
told me she was well, but that I must not see her yet, as the chief had
so ordered it. So, during six months I never saw a white person, and by
that time I was to all purposes a regular Caffre boy. I could speak the
language well, I could click out the proper clicks at right words, could
throw an assagy better than any Caffre boy of my size. I could run
faster than other Caffre boys, though I could not keep it up so well,
but for a