“You would be surprised at the close imitation, as I have been.  I ought to have said that the Bushman whitens his legs with clay.  It is, however, a service of danger, for I have, as I told you, known a man killed by the male ostrich; and the natives say that it is by no means uncommon for them to receive very serious injury.”

“Hold hard,” said the Major, “there is a lion; what a terrible black mane he has got!  What do you say, Swinton?  He is by himself.”

Swinton looked at the animal, which was crossing about three hundred yards ahead of them; he was on a low hill, with his head close to the ground.

“I certainly say not.  Let him pass, by all means; and I only hope he will take no notice of us.  I must give you the advice which an old Namaqua chief gave me.  He said—­’Whenever you see a lion moving in the middle of the day, you may be certain that he is in great want of food and very angry.  Never attack one then, for they are very dangerous and most desperate,’ If, therefore, Major, you wish a very serious affair, and one or two lives lost you will attack that animal.  But you must expect that what I say will happen.”

“Indeed, my dear Swinton, I neither wish to lose my own life, nor to risk those of others, and therefore we will remain here till his majesty has had time to get out of our way; and I hope he may soon find a dinner.”

By this time the caravan had come up with them, and they then proceeded.  The face of the country became even more sterile, and at last not an animal of any description was to be seen.  As there was nothing for the oxen to feed upon they continued their route during the whole of the day, and at night they halted and secured the cattle to the wagons.  Wood for fires they were not able to procure, and therefore they made one half of the Hottentots watch during the night with their muskets to scare off wild beasts.  But, as Swinton observed, there was little chance of their being disturbed by lions or other animals, as they were so distant from water, and there was no game near them upon which the wild beasts prey; and so it proved, for during the whole night they did not even hear the cry of a hyena or a jackal.

At the first gleaming of light the oxen were again yoked, with the hopes of their being able to gain the Val River by night.  The relay oxen were now put to, to relieve those which appeared to suffer most.  At noon the heat was dreadful, and the horses, which could not support the want of water as the oxen could, were greatly distressed.  They continued for about two hours more, and then perceived a few low trees.  Begum, who had been kept without water, that she might exert herself to find it, started off as fast as she could, followed by Omrah.  After running to the trees, they altered their course to the eastward, toward some ragged rocks.  The caravan arrived at the trees, which they found were growing on the banks of the river Alexandria, which they knew they should pass; but not a drop of water was to be discovered; even the pools were quite dry.  As they searched about, all of a sudden Begum came running back screaming, and with every mark of terror, and clung, as usual, to the Major when frightened.