diately began to pluck out with the greatest care,
and having done so, secured them to our backs, where they were likely to
be free from injury. He called me to assist him in hoisting the body up
on his horse. It must have weighed upwards of two hundred pounds, no
slight addition to the burden his tired steed had to bear.

On reaching Timbo we found that he had discovered another nest of eggs.
With these I loaded myself, and well satisfied with our prizes we
returned to the camp. "No starve now, Massa Andrew!" said Timbo, as he
gave an affectionate glance at the huge eggs. As we rode up David and
the two boys saluted us with shouts of laughter, at the extraordinary
appearance we cut with the ostrich feathers sticking above our
shoulders. Donald, I found, claimed them as his own property, and I did
not wish to dispute the point, though I should have liked to have
presented one to Kate and Bella. I could only hope to capture another
bird without assistance. As soon as we had deposited our burdens, Timbo
set to work to prepare the eggs. His process was a simple one. First,
having made a hole at the end of the egg, he introduced into it salt,
pepper, flour, and one or two other ingredients. He then shook the egg
thoroughly, so as to mix what he had put in, as well as the white and
yolk. He then placed the eggs he had thus prepared in the hot ashes,
where they were soon perfectly baked. Meantime the other blacks, having
skinned the bird, had cut it up, and began to roast it. We all quickly
assembled round our usual supper-table--a cloth spread under an awning
which projected a short distance from the waggon. The ostrich
egg-omelets were pronounced excellent. Although it is said that the
ostrich egg, prepared in the way I have described, is equal to that of
two dozen common fowl eggs, Mr Donald Fraser managed to eat a couple;
while I found no difficulty in swallowing the greater part of one of
them. David, Kate, and Bella, however, expressed themselves perfectly
satisfied with a single one divided among them.

As we were seated at our supper, various anecdotes were told of the
ostrich. Donald said he had seen the Bushmen stalk them much in the
same way that we had seen the blacks further north stalk the buffalo.
The Bushman stuffs the head and neck of the ostrich, into which he
introduces a stick, forming a sort of mantle for his shoulders with the
feathers, so as greatly to resemble the bird. As his legs ar