e in a place where from the
sounds they heard lions seemed to be plentiful once more.

The next morning they were able to add some guinea-fowl and a little
gazelle to their scanty store of dried meat, and as they had nothing now
to do but wait for the coming of the waggon, they amused themselves by
exploring a little here and there as their horses grazed, their ramble
resulting in the discovery of many beautiful flowers and insects, such
as they had not seen before.

That day went by, but still no waggon arrived; and as they again made up
their roaring fire, the boys felt no little uneasiness, till they began
to recall what a slow leisurely crawl was that of the ox-team, and that
they had come over the greater part of their journey at a brisk canter,
with which, by holding on to the cob's mane, the two Zulu boys seemed to
have no difficulty in keeping up.

But all doubts were solved the next morning by the arrival of the
waggon, those who accompanied it being only too ready to join in the
roast ready for breakfast.

There had been no delay; the length of time was only due to the slow
progress of the oxen; and this slow progress continued, as, avoiding the
back track, they made their way by another route to where King Moseti
was ready to receive them with open arms, and was made happy by the
presentation of some of the surplus store of beads and other trifles,
Mr Rogers retaining merely enough for their wants on the way back.

The king was eager enough to be generous in turn, presenting his guests
with several tusks aid some beautiful skins and ostrich feathers, which
added in no little decree to the travellers' store.

Here Mr Rogers shot a couple of hippopotami, and the boys made some
good practice amongst the hideous crocodiles that were every day killing
some one or other of the king's subjects. Now it was a girl gone down
to draw water; at another time a boy venturing to bathe. And the
travellers could not help admiring the love of cleanliness amongst these
people, for too often they had to risk their lives for the sake of a
bathe.

The horses had now begun to show signs of having been bitten by the
tsetse fly, the chestnut and grey displaying roughened skins and a
general uneasiness; while the bay, though slightly roughened about the
coat, still held out.

They lost no time then in getting on with their journey southwards,
meeting with plenty of vicissitudes in the shape of hunger, heat, and
thirst, but