feed the horses and
oxen were secured, and resisting the temptation to go that night to
inspect the falls--a very dangerous experiment in the dark--the fire
blazed up, watch was set, and the sight deferred to the following day.
All that night Dick and Jack, when they they were not on watch, dreamed
of roaring lions, and falls of water, and then of thunderstorms; but
towards morning the heavy dull hum lulled them to sleep, a sleep so
sound that Coffee and Chicory amused themselves for ten minutes tickling
their noses with strands of grass, before they could get them awake.
Then they both jumped up in an ill-temper, each seizing a
dark-complexioned tormentor to punch and bang; but the sight of the Zulu
boys' merry laughing faces, lit up by their bright eyes and white teeth,
disarmed all anger, and Dick and Jack rubbed the last relic of the
night's sleep out of their eyes, and went to breakfast.
The General had been at the falls before, and as soon as the camp was
considered straight, Dinny, Peter, and Dirk were left behind, and the
three bosses, as Chicory called them, went off, with the father to
guide, the Zulu boys carrying a basket of food.
The brilliancy of the greens of the various trees around gave an
additional charm to what was always a very beautiful landscape, for here
it was never dry, and the consequence was that every tree, plant, and
tender herb was in the highest state of luxuriance.
They kept a sharp look out for enemies in the shape of large animals,
but nothing was seen; and following the General in single file, they
went on and on, with the awful thunder in the air growing deeper and
louder at every step.
No water was in sight as they went carefully through the trees and huge
fronded ferns; nothing but verdure of the richest hues, the sun shining
through it, and making the dewy leaves glisten with a sheen like that of
many precious stones.
So loud though was the roar of the water that they knew that they must
now be near, when all at once they reached an opening in the forest, and
Mr Rogers and his sons involuntarily paused, to gaze at a rainbow of
such beauty, and apparently so near that it was hard to believe that by
stretching out the hand it could not be touched.
Even as they gazed it disappeared, but only to appear again a little
farther off, and in a slightly different position. Then it was gone
again, and so on and on, a dozen times or so; but always beautiful
beyond the power
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