all, there was the chief, sitting in the still bloody
skin of Johannes, and the broad-bottomed wig of Mynheer Stroom, with all
the gravity of a vice-chancellor in his countenance, and without the
slightest idea that he was in any way ridiculous. The whole presented,
perhaps, one of the most strange and chaotic tableaux that ever was
witnessed.

Although, at that time, the Dutch had not very long formed their
settlement at the Cape, a considerable traffic had been, for many years,
carried on with the natives for skins and other African productions.
The Hottentots were, therefore, no strangers to vessels, and, as
hitherto they had been treated with kindness, were well-disposed towards
Europeans. After a time, the Hottentots began to collect all the wood
which appeared to have iron in it, made it up into several piles, and
set them on fire. The chief then made a sign to Philip, to ask him if
he was hungry; Philip replied in the affirmative, when his new
acquaintance put his hand into a bag made of goat-skin, and pulled out a
handful of very large beetles, and presented them to hum. Philip
refused them with marks of disgust, upon which, the chief very sedately
cracked and ate them; and having finished the whole handful, rose, and
made a sign to Philip to follow him. As Philip rose, he perceived
floating on the surf, his own chest; he hastened to it, and made signs
that it was his, took the key out of his pocket and opened it, and then
made up a bundle of articles most useful, not forgetting a bag of
guilders. His conductor made no objection, but calling to one of the
men near, pointed out the lock and hinges to him, and then set off,
followed by Philip, across the sand-hills. In about an hour they
arrived at the kraal, consisting of low huts covered with skins, and
were met by the women and children, who appeared to be in high
admiration at their chief's new attire: the showed every kindness to
Philip, bringing him milk, which he drank eagerly. Philip surveyed
these daughters of Eve, and, as he turned from their offensive, greasy
attire, their strange forms, and hideous features, he sighed and thought
of his charming Amine.

The sun was now setting, and Philip still felt fatigued. He made signs
that he wished to repose. They led him into a hut, and, though
surrounded as he was with filth and his nose assailed by every variety
of bad smell attacked, moreover, by insects, he laid his head on his
bundle, and utter