|Newspaper Title||Evening Journal (Adelaide, SA : 1869 - 1912)|
|Trove Title||Freebench. A Tale of South African Life|
BY WAOOH TO KMBBRLKY.
Mr. Barnet soon appeared upon the scene, a very pleasant man and a gentleman; the wedding, as yonng Scott had prophesied, was completed within the limits whi(& he had fixed; the bridal couple went out for their honeymoon to the little suburb at die foot of the Lion, and looking over the #ea, while young Scott and Harry Holroyd went to look after the wagons and oxen. The Maxket-squie was a remarkable eight. Oxen, wagons, spiders, clothes, feeota. furniture, guns, saddlery, aad jewels were all the subjects of sale or barter, and white men, Malays, halfcastes, Kafir*, asd Hottentots formed a noisy and (to Hatty) a sovel throng. Spme oxen were bought and some arr&Bgeme&ts made, bat such things are not always to be settled in a day,-«nd eo tLere was plenty of time for sifiht-aeeipg, and among other things for a trip to Wynbarg. Thither went all the ladies and gentlemen, not by rail, but in a long covered wagonette, driven by a half-castonative, aad drawn by six splendid greys. There tbe visitors were hospitably received on the slenderest introduction,
aod entertained at lunch as if they had been old frienda, aad were given of the juice of the real Constastia, that they might spread its&me wherever thqy weat. They were shown over the presses and the vats and the cellars, and the narrow bat worldfamed vineyards. They admired the splendid oaks, originally planted under legal compulsion, bat BOW kept for ornament, and last, at tbe special request of their host, went to visit his foor ostriches. "I first made my foctane," he said, "by ostriches; and I like to keep a few, if only oat of gratitude." It was a splendid day and an interesting saeoe, and there was something refreshing in their hearty welcome. So, sa tbey drove home on the broad road through the suburban villages, Harry thought it was not so bad a country after- all. Aa for Phyllis, she despaired of nothing, for-the golden tales of Lvka Smiley were fresher than ever in ber memory, aad they would shortly be going to the glittering scene of his for nines.- Tbe next day tbey set ouW They bade farewell to the almost European comfort of the Cape Town Hotel, and started. on their northward journey. Two wagons, eachdrawn by sixteen oxen, set oat from the Marketsquare to bear oar party sway from civilization. The three ladies and all, tbe luggage went in one,, and the otber was- devoted to cargo oawhich freight was to be earned at Kimberley. Tbe road was pretty good, .and, though otber wagons were ia advance of the&v.tbe oxen had plentjr.of grass, owing to tbe recent rainn. - They • travelled over twenty miles a day, and though the ladies sometimes bad to sleep/in the wagoo, and tbe gentlemen sometimes had to deep under it, and though the oxen could not always be foond in the morning, the journey was not disagreeable. Ihe scenery was sometimes weari* some, but often beautiful "aod even-grand.. It was great fan making breakfast in tbsxnorning; the sun was rather pcinfnldnring thB outapaa in the middle of thoday ;.bBt the etfenisg journey va cool.8nd refreshing towards its-dose, «nd what with ran, dust,.and jolting, tbey were all ready to welcome sleep after sundown, whether under a-roof or not. Aod at last, after a long, lay,, tbey passed the gorge and came down upon tbe town of little white booses, chiefly ot canvas, with - nob of' ftltiiusei icon, aad -with many tents, and a few mate p«jtentkw« build-
ings. Thia was Kimlferley, and there were the houses of its 30.006- inhabitants. The wagon* , contents, and the Kimberlejr Hotel : jgmnved the six weacyitnceUen. :*v * Oome along, Scottsaid an aeqoaintaccei entered the door; ** see year Udiea stowed away.jutd come over to the Towa Hall, wham tbe Committee of Public Safety baa called • ' and bring yon friend with yoa." " All right,?'Mid Scott;." we'll take a macfeand go."