id you come to know of it?"

"I found it by chance," said Hans; "but now, Katie, you must cover your
dress with this grass, and don't let a sign of a ribbon be seen, for
there may be eyes in every bush, and our safety depends on escaping
being seen."

"Here comes the rain," exclaimed Victor, as the heavy drops of a
thunder-shower came pouring down, followed by a deluge of rain: "that
will wash out our footprints, and now we cannot be traced; so if we
avoid being seen we must be safe. But Hans, what food have we? I am
starving, and the girls must sadly want food."

"There is still some venison, but I am going out after the rain is over
to get something else. Now, Katie, you can be useful; use your bright
eyes, and you yours too, Meechy, and look all over those hills and
plains and see what passes or moves about there. Victor, get some dry
wood from out of that next cave, and some grass. We will have a fire
presently, and cook some more food, for I can get something, I believe,
without firing a shot, for the Kaffir's spears are not bad weapons."

Victor did as requested, and Hans, carrying his gun for his protection,
and in case of danger, left the caves and walked slowly along the old
path, looking in all directions for signs of game.

Many brilliant flowers grew on this hill-side, and thus added to the
beauty of the scene, whilst flowering acacias scented the air with their
fragrance. On one of the branches of an acacia that hung low, Hans
noticed several bees busily engaged gathering honey; from among these he
selected one whose legs were thickly covered with the spoil from the
flowers; this bee he struck roughly from the branch and carefully
watched. The creature, after buzzing angrily round Hans' head once or
twice, darted off up the ravine. Hans watched it as long as it was in
sight, and then followed the direction in which the creature had
retreated.

After walking about 200 yards Hans disturbed another bee that was busily
engaged gathering honey; this creature flew away also up the ravine, and
Hans quickly followed it. He knew that when a bee laden with honey is
alarmed it will fly to its hive, and he, being desirous of procuring
honey, adopted this means to discover the nest or hive. Hans was soon
guided by the bees to their hive, and the African bee, being by no means
so formidable a creature as its English brother, allows its honey to be
taken by those who understand how to do it. The method is