"It is clear to-day. I know Gadsby"s farm. It will be attacked presently, like others. If he has not yet gone when you get up there, tell him not to go until Umkopo comes. I cannot be everywhere. Where I am, they dare not touch the men of my race."
"Have you now discovered for certain that you are English?" I asked.
"Since we met I have learned many things," he said. Then, before I knew that he meant to leave us, he was in the river and half-way across.
Before long he disappeared in the jungle, which grew almost to the water"s edge on the far side of the river.
We lost no further time, but found a shallow place, crossed the river, and trekked onward towards Gadsby"s as quickly as possible. We reached the farm before dusk.
Here we found that the Gadsbys had had warning of the danger, and had conveyed the news to farms to right and left of their own. Within the house were a.s.sembled Gadsby and his family, his partner, two young bachelors, Morrison by name, from an adjacent property, twelve miles away, and a second family of children, with their parents, from a farm still further away from Bulawayo. They had thrown themselves into Gadsby"s large house for mutual protection.
I was received with joy. My rifles and ammunition would be of the greatest service, for Gadsby and his brave companions fully intended to defend the house, and even had hopes of doing so successfully, until relief should arrive from Bulawayo, which, they were sanguine, would come in good time.
This being the case, an extra man, well armed and a pretty fair shot (spare my blushes) was a distinct acquisition.
I found every man in the place busily engaged, some in cutting down and removing everything within two hundred yards of the house which could serve the Matabeles for cover. Others were busy boarding up the windows, and some Kaffirs were saturating the lower portion of the house with a hose, in order that any attempt to set fire to it might be frustrated.
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A b.u.t.tERFLY"S WING.
O brother, do tell me," a little ant said, "What was it went flying just over my head?
"Twas caught in the sunbeam that pierces the yew; Its colours were crimson, black, orange and blue.
It looked like a flag that the fairies might fly If leading an army from here to the sky.
And out of the shadow it came from the lane To flit through the light into shadow again.
O brother! dear brother! what could it have been?
Such colours, such beauty, I seldom have seen.
Look! there in the distance it flutters once more, Now right and now left by the summer-house door."
And like one bewitched he set off at a bound, Though jungles of gra.s.ses grew thickly around.
"Heed not," cried the other, "so simple a thing; "Tis nothing on earth but a b.u.t.terfly"s wing.
They flit through the garden all hours of the day, They turn to each bud in a purposeless way, And many a time have they halted to see What fun could be made of my neighbours and me.
But who cares for them? On their way let them go.
When the summer has pa.s.sed they have nothing to show, While one of our efforts more profit will bring Than ten thousand strokes of a b.u.t.terfly"s wing.
Come! back to our work."
And without more ado He dug "neath the soil where an artichoke grew.
The little ant followed, and though I must say He worked in a rather preoccupied way, He owned that to duty "twas better to cling Than follow the flight of a b.u.t.terfly"s wing.
"THOSE HORRID BOYS."
[Ill.u.s.tration]
Dora and Nellie were on a visit to their grandfather, and, as Nellie said, they might be having a lovely time if it were not for "those horrid boys."
"I wish Grandfather would not ask us all at the same time," sighed Nellie. "It quite spoils our fun."
But Grandfather thought it was a good thing for the cousins to meet, though Tom and Frank were a few years older than Dora and Nellie. The two little girls would have thoroughly enjoyed their yearly visit to Grandfather"s, if it had not been for Tom and Frank"s unmerciful teasing. They could never play a peaceful game together without the dread of being discovered; but this particular afternoon they had taken their dolls to a new hiding-place, an old loft full of hay.
"Anyway, the boys won"t dare to tease us much after what Grandfather said this morning," Dora remarked.
"No, they would be miserable if they couldn"t go to the circus, said Nellie. "I"m very glad Grandfather heard them. Now he knows what they are like, and Tom will have to be more careful."
"Doesn"t Arabella look lovely? said Dora, who had just dressed her best doll in new clothes.
"Make haste, Nellie, we shall have to go and get ready ourselves very soon."
Just at that moment the boys" voices were heard in the stable below, and the children stared at each other, dismayed.
"Come on, Frank, let"s climb the ladder--I"ve never been up here before," and Dora scarcely had time to bury Arabella under a handful of hay before Tom"s head appeared.
"Hullo! here are the girls with their silly dolls. Let me have a doll to play with," and he caught hold of one roughly.
"You had better leave them alone, Tom, if you don"t want to get into any more rows," Frank said, and the little girls begged them to go away.
"This is a jolly place! Come on, Frank, I will bury you in the hay," and Tom s.n.a.t.c.hed up an armful.
But there was something in the hay he had picked up. Dora gave a loud cry as she saw her beautiful Arabella flung into the air and through the trapdoor opening into the stable below. In her haste to get down and pick up her poor doll, she herself slipped and fell on the hard floor.
By the time Nellie and the boys had scrambled down, she was weeping bitterly, not over her own hurts, but over Arabella"s smashed face, and she took no notice of Tom when he declared again and again how sorry he was. Of course it had been an accident, but Dora felt too angry and too miserable to forgive him at once.
"Now then, what"s all this fuss about? Have you broken that doll, boys?"
It was Grandfather"s voice, and he looked very angry as he took in the scene.
No one answered. "Well, of course," Grandfather said, "you boys cannot go to the circus this afternoon, after this. Don"t cry over your doll any more, Dora, but run and get ready, and I will buy you a new one."
But Dora had stopped crying already, and had caught sight of Frank"s disappointed face. Now was her moment of revenge; should she take it?
She had to decide quickly.
"Please, Grandfather," she said,"it was an accident. Tom did not mean to do it, and I have quite forgiven him."
"Oh, in that case, perhaps he _may_ go to the circus," said Grandfather, relenting; he was much too kind-hearted to wish to leave any one at home.
So they all went to the circus, and had a splendid time. The girls forgot their broken dolls, but Tom did not forget Dora"s generosity, and he made up his mind to give up teasing them. Indeed, from that day they were all good friends, and Dora and Nellie agreed, when they went home, that their cousins were very nice boys, after all.
[Ill.u.s.tration: ""Let me have a doll to play with.""]
[Ill.u.s.tration: "The African beauty was greatly taken with Lauder."]