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the days of my life-第38章

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After lying a while I recovered。 Mounting again; I remembered that when I left the waggons the rising sun had struck me in the face。 So I rode on towards the west until utter darkness overtook me。 Then I dismounted; slipped the horse’s reins over my arm; and; lying down on the fire…swept veld; placed the saddle…cloth over me to try to protect myself against the cold; which at that season of the year was very bitter on this high land。 Wet through; exhausted; shaken; and starved as I was — for I had eaten nothing since the previous night — my position was what might be called precarious。 Game trekked past me; I could see their outlines by the light of such stars as there were。 Then hyenas came and howled about me。 I had three cartridges left; and fired two of them in the direction of the howls。 By an afterthought I discharged the third straight up into the air。 Then I lay down and sank into a kind of torpor; from which I was aroused by the sound of distant shouts。 I answered them; and the shouts grew nearer; till at length out of the darkness emerged my Zulu servant; Mazooku。
It seemed that this last shot saved me; for really I do not know what would have happened if I had lain all night in that wet and frost; or if I should ever have found strength to get on my horse again in the morning。 Mazooku and other natives had been searching for me for hours; till at length all abandoned the quest except for Mazooku; who said that he would go on。 So he wandered about over the veld till at length his keen eyes caught sight of the flash from my rifle — he was much too far away to hear its report。 He walked in the direction of the flash for several miles; shouting as he came; till at length I answered him。
So; thanks to Mazooku; I escaped from that trouble; and; what is more; took no harm; either from the fall or the chill and exhaustion。 He was a very brave and faithful fellow; and; as this story shows; much attached to me。 I think that some instinct; lost to us but still remaining to savages; led him towards me over that mighty sea of uninhabited veld。 Or of course it may have been pure chance; though this seems improbable。 At any rate he found me and through the darkness led me back to the camp; which was miles away。 The vituperation of Kaffirs is a mon habit among many white men; but in difficulty or danger may I never have a worse friend at hand than one like the poor Kaffir who is prepared to die for the master whom he loves。
Ultimately the Pretoria Horse was disbanded。 So many British troops had been poured into Africa that the Boers; with their usual slimness; thought the time inopportune to push matters to the point of actual rebellion; and therefore dispersed to their homes to await a more favourable hour。 This came later when Sir Gar Wolseley; who; whatever his gifts; was not blessed with foresight; had; as I have said; despatched all the cavalry back to England。 At this time no local assistance was required in the Zulu War。 So it happened that my soldiering came to a sudden end; for which I was sorry; for I had found the occupation congenial。 Also I was; as I have said; restless and reckless; and since Sir Theophilus had left Pretoria everything seemed changed。 Most of my colleagues had departed this way and that; and one of them; old Dr。 Lyle; was dead。 He had built a house near the town; purposing to settle there; but was seized with some frightful liver plaint。 I went to say good…bye to him; and never shall I forget this last farewell。 At the door of the death…chamber I turned round。 He had raised himself on his arms and was looking after me; his dark eyes filled with tenderness; shining large and round in a face that had wasted to the size of that of a child。 In a day or two he was gone; a martyr to his own goodness if all the tale were told。
Cochrane and I took it into our heads that we would shake off the dust of Government service and farm ostriches。 As a beginning we purchased some three thousand acres of land at Newcastle in Natal from Mr。 Osborn; together with the house that he had built when he was Resident Magistrate there。 We had never seen the land and did not think it worth while to undertake the journey necessary to that purpose; as it lay two hundred miles away。 In this matter our confidence was perfectly justified; since my dear friend Osborn had scrupulously undervalued the whole estate; which was a most excellent one of its sort。
I forget what we paid him for it; but it was a very modest sum。 Or rather we did not pay him at the time; as we wished to keep our working capital in hand; nor do I think that he demanded any security in the shape of mortgages or promissory notes。 He knew that we should not fail him in this matter; nor did we do so。
On my part it was a mad thing to do; seeing that I had a high office and was well thought of; yet; as it chanced; the wisest that I could have done。 Had I stopped on at Pretoria; within two years I should have been thrown out of my employment without pensation; as happened to all the other British officials when Mr。 Gladstone surrendered the Transvaal to the Boers after our defeat at Majuba; or at any rate to those of them who would not take service under the Dutch Republic; as I for one could never have consented to do。
I find among my papers the letter accepting my resignation。 It is as follows:
Colonial Secretary’s Office;
Pretoria: May 31; 1879。
Sir; — I have the honour to acknowledge receipt of your letter of the 29th inst。 tendering the resignation of your office as Master and Registrar of the High Court; and to inform you by direction of his Excellency that he regrets that the Government should lose the services of an officer who has performed difficult duties so satisfactorily。
I have the honour; sir; to be
Your obedient Servant;
M。 Osborn;
Colonial Secretary。
I find also the following letter from Mr。 Kotze; the Chief Justice。
Pretoria; Transvaal: May 24; 1879。
My dear Haggard; — Before you leave Pretoria I desire to record my regret at losing your services as Master and Registrar of the High Court of this territory。
For two years you have discharged th
Chapter 7 MARRIAGE
Death of Prince Imperial — Justin Sheil; early friend of H。 R。 H。 — Thinks of being Trappist monk — H。 R。 H。 tries to dissuade him — Sheil takes simple vows — H。 R。 H。 visits him — Takes final vows as Brother Basil — Death of Father Basil; who had bee Sub…Prior — H。 R。 H。 returns home to Bradenham — Engaged to be married — Married August 11; 1880 — Jack Osborn; son of Sir Melmoth — H。 R。 H。 bees his guardian — Goes to school in England — Returns to South Africa and dies — Sir Melmoth Osborn’s gratitude to H。 R。 H。 and his father — He bees British Resident in Zululand — Origin of character of Alston in “The Witch’s Head” — Letters from Judge Kotze。
One of the last things that happened before I left South Africa was the slaying of the Prince Imperial by a Zulu outpost。 Well can I remember the thrill of horror; and; I may add; of shame; that this news sent through all the land。 Yet it has always seemed to me that the most of the blame should have fallen; not upon the unfortunate officer and his panions who were with the Prince; but on whoever allowed hi
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