They build their nests about the huts.

In the Bechuana country, a fine is imposed on any man whose boys kill one, but why, no one can tell me.

The boys with me aver that they are not killed, because the meat is not eaten! or because they are so tame!! _13th February, 1867._--I gave one of the boxes at last, Chitapangwa offering a heavy Arab wooden one to preserve our things, which I declined to take, as I parted with our own partly to lighten a load.
Abraham unwittingly told me that he had not given me the chiefs statement in full when he pressed me to take his cow.

It was, "Take and eat the one you like, and give me a blanket." Abraham said "He has no blanket." Then he said to me, "Take it and eat it, and give him any pretty thing you like." I was thus led to mistake the chief, and he, believing that he had said explicitly he wanted a blanket for it, naturally held out.

It is difficult to get these lads to say what one wants uttered: either with enormous self-conceit, they give different, and, as they think, better statements, suppress them altogether, or return false answers: this is the great and crowning difficulty of my intercourse.
I got ready to go, but the chief was very angry, and came with all his force, exclaiming that I wanted to leave against his will and power, though he wished to adjust matters, and send me away nicely.