And now I vote we go down to the saloon and take an observation just for luck, you know." And we did--through the bottom of a tumbler.
Next day we went ashore, and I put up Sir Henry and Captain Good at the little shanty I have built on the Berea, and which I call my home.
There are only three rooms and a kitchen in it, and it is constructed of green brick with a galvanised iron roof, but there is a good garden with the best loquot trees in it that I know, and some nice young mangoes, of which I hope great things.

The curator of the botanical gardens gave them to me.

It is looked after by an old hunter of mine named Jack, whose thigh was so badly broken by a buffalo cow in Sikukunis country that he will never hunt again.

But he can potter about and garden, being a Griqua by birth.

You will never persuade a Zulu to take much interest in gardening.