at nothing else. A
"man-eater" is always an old lion, who takes to cannibalism to avoid
starvation. When he lives far from human habitations, and so can not get
goats or children, an old lion is often reduced to such straits as to be
obliged to live upon mice, and such small deer.

Mr. Livingstone's strictly missionary life among the Bakwains lasted
eight or nine years. The family arose early, and, after prayers and
breakfast, went to the school-room, where men, women, and children were
assembled. School was over at eleven, when the husband set about his
work as gardener, smith, or carpenter, while his wife busied herself
with domestic matters--baking bread, a hollow in a deserted ant-hill
serving for an oven; churning butter in an earthen jar; running candles;
making soap from ashes containing so little alkaline matter that the
ley had to be kept boiling for a month or six weeks before it was
strong enough for use. The wife was maid-of-all-work in doors, while the
husband was Jack-at-all-trades outside. Three several times the tribe
removed their place of residence, and he was so many times compelled
to build for himself a house, every stick and brick of which was put in
place by his own hands. The heat of the day past, and dinner over, the
wife betook herself to the infant and sewing schools, while the husband
walked down to the village to talk with the natives. Three nights in
the week, after the cows had been milked, public meetings were held for
instruction in religious and secular matters. All these multifarious
duties were diversified by attendance upon the sick, and in various ways
aiding the poor and wretched. Being in so many ways helpful to them,
and having, besides, shown from the first that he could knock them up at
hard work or traveling, we can not wonder that Livingstone was popular
among the Bakwains, though conversions seem to have been of the rarest.
Indeed, we are not sure but Sechele's was the only case.

A great drought set in the very first year of his residence among them,
which increased year by year. The river ran dry; the canals which he
had induced them to dig for the purpose of irrigating their gardens were
useless; the fish died in such numbers that the congregated hyenas of
the country were unable to devour the putrid masses. The rain-makers
tried their spells in vain. The clouds sometimes gathered promisingly
overhead, but only to roll away without discharging a drop upon the
scorched pl