I went, leaving Indaba-zimbi in charge of the place, and making him a present of such cattle and goods as I did not want.
Tota, I of course took with me.

Fortunately by this time she had almost recovered the shock to her nerves.

The baby Harry, as he was afterwards named, was a fine healthy child, and I was lucky in getting a respectable native woman, whose husband had been killed in the fight with the baboons, to accompany me as his nurse.
Slowly, and followed for a distance by all the people, I trekked away from Babyan Kraals.

My route towards Natal was along the edge of the Bad Lands, and my first night's outspan was beneath that very tree where Stella, my lost wife, had found us as we lay dying of thirst.
I did not sleep much that night.

And yet I was glad that I had not died in the desert about eleven months before.