The animals had certainly gone back to their old home.
Von Bloom believed they would be sure to find them there, but should they find them _alive_?
That was the question that rendered him anxious.
The creatures could obtain water by the spring, but food--where?
Not a bite would they find anywhere, and would not hunger have destroyed them all before this?
Day was breaking when they came in sight of the old homestead.

It presented a very odd appearance.

Not one of the three would have recognised it.

After the invasion of the locusts it showed a very altered look, but now there was something else that added to the singularity of its appearance.

A row of strange objects seemed to be placed upon the roof ridge, and along the walls of the kraals.