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letters from the cape-第8部分

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uite an honour to have a whitey…brown child; which happens at about fifteen; by which age they look full twenty。

We had very good snipe and wild duck the other day; which Capt。 D… brought home from a shooting party。  I have got the moth…like wings of a golden snipe for R…'s hat; and those of a beautiful moor…hen。 They got no 'boks'; because of the violent south…easter which blew where they were。  The game is fast decreasing; but still very abundant。  I saw plenty of partridges on the road; but was not early enough to see boks; who only show at dawn; neither have I seen baboons。  I will try to bring home some cages of birds … Cape canaries and 'roode bekjes' (red bills); darling little things。 The sugar…birds; which are the humming…birds of Africa; could not be fed; but Caffre finks; which weave the pendent nests; are hardy and easily fed。

To…day the post for England leaves Caledon; so I must conclude this yarn。  I wish R… could have seen the 'klip springer'; the mountain deer of South Africa; which Capt。 D… brought in to show me。  Such a lovely little beast; as big as a small kid; with eyes and ears like a hare; and a nose so small and dainty。  It was quite tame and saucy; and belonged to some man EN ROUTE for Capetown。



LETTER V … CALEDON



Caledon; Dec。 29th。

I am beginning now really to feel better:  I think my cough is less; and I eat a great deal more。  They cook nice clean food here; and have some good claret; which I have been extravagant enough to drink; much to my advantage。  The Cape wine is all so fiery。  The climate is improving too。  The glorious African sun blazes and roasts one; and the cool fresh breezes prevent one from feeling languid。  I walk from six till eight or nine; breakfast at ten; and dine at three; in the afternoon it is generally practicable to saunter again; now the weather is warmer。  I sleep from twelve till two。  On Christmas…eve it was so warm that I lay in bed with the window wide open; and the stars blazing in。  Such stars! they are much brighter than our moon。  The Dutchmen held high jinks in the hall; and danced and made a great noise。  On New Year's…eve they will have another ball; and I shall look in。  Christmas…day was the hottest day … indeed; the only HOT day we have had … and I could not make it out at all; or fancy you all cold at home。

I wish you were here to see the curious ways and new aspect of everything。  This village; which; as I have said; is very like Rochefort; but hardly so large; is the CHEF LIEU of a district the size of one…third of England。  A civil commander resides here; a sort of PREFET; and there is an embryo market…place; with a bell hanging in a brick arch。  When a waggon arrives with goods; it draws up there; they ring the bell; everybody goes to see what is for sale; and the goods are sold by auction。  My host bought potatoes and brandy the other day; and is looking out for ostrich feathers for me; out of the men's hats。

The other day; while we sat at dinner; all the bells began to ring furiously; and Capt。 D… jumped up and shouted 'BRAND!' (fire); rushed off for a stout leather hat; and ran down the street。  Out came all the population; black; white; and brown; awfully excited; for it was blowing a furious north…wester; right up the town; and the fire was at the bottom; and as every house is thatched with a dry brown thatch; we might all have to turn out and see the place in ashes in less than an hour。  Luckily; it was put out directly。 It is supposed to have been set on fire by a Hottentot girl; who has done the same thing once before; on being scolded。  There is no water but what runs down the streets in the SLOOT; a paved channel; which brings the water from the mountain and supplies the houses and gardens。  A garden is impossible without irrigation; of course; as it never rains; but with it; you may have everything; all the year round。  The people; however; are too careless to grow fruit and vegetables。

How the cattle live is a standing marvel to me。  The whole VELD (common); which extends all over the country (just dotted with a few square miles of corn here and there); is covered with a low thin scrub; about eighteen inches high; called RHENOSTER…BOSCH … looking like meagre arbor vitae or pale juniper。  The cattle and sheep will not touch this nor the juicy Hottentot fig; but under each little bush; I fancy; they crop a few blades of grass; and on this they keep in very good condition。  The noble oxen; with their huge horns (nine or ten feet from tip to tip); are never fed; though they work hard; nor are the sheep。  The horses get a little forage (oats; straw and all)。  I should like you to see eight or ten of these swift wiry little horses harnessed to a waggon; … a mere flat platform on wheels。  In front stands a wild…looking Hottentot; all patches and feathers; and drives them best pace; all 'in hand'; using a whip like a fishing…rod; with which he touches them; not savagely; but with a skill which would make an old stage… coachman burst with envy to behold。  This morning; out on the veld; I watched the process of breaking…in a couple of colts; who were harnessed; after many struggles; second and fourth in a team of ten。  In front stood a tiny foal cuddling its mother; one of the leaders。  When they started; the foal had its neck through the bridle; and I hallooed in a fright; but the Hottentot only laughed; and in a minute it had disengaged itself quite coolly and capered alongside。  The colts tried to plunge; but were whisked along; and couldn't; and then they stuck out all four feet and SKIDDED along a bit; but the rhenoster bushes tripped them up (people drive regardless of roads); and they shook their heads and trotted along quite subdued; without a blow or a word; for the drivers never speak to the horses; only to the oxen。  Colts here get no other breaking; and therefore have no paces or action to the eye; but their speed and endurance are wonderful。  There is no such thing as a cock…tail in the country; and the waggon teams of wiry little thoroughbreds; half Arab; look very strange to our eyes; going full tilt。  There is a terrible murrain; called the lung…sickness; among horses and oxen here; every four or five years; but it never touches those that are stabled; however exposed to wet or wind on the roads。

I must describe the house I inhabit; as all are much alike。  It is whitewashed; with a door in the middle and two windows on each side; those on the left are Mrs。 D…'s bed and sitting rooms。  On the right is a large room; which is mine; in the middle of the house is a spacious hall; with doors into other rooms on each side; and into the kitchen; &c。  There is a yard behind; and a staircase up to the ZOLDER or loft; under the thatch; with partitions; where the servants and children; and sometimes guests; sleep。  There are no ceilings; the floor of the zolder is made of yellow wood; and; resting on beams; forms the ceiling of my room; and the thatch alone covers that。  No moss ever grows on the thatch; which is brown; with white ridges。  In front is a stoep; with 'blue gums' (Australian gum…trees) in front of it; where I sit till twelve; when the sun comes on it。  These trees prevail here greatly; as they want neither water nor anything else; and grow with incredible rapidity。

We have got a new 'boy' (all coloured servants are 'boys;' … a remnant of slavery); and he is the type of the nigger slave。  A thief; a liar; a glutton; a drunkard … but you can't resent it; he has a NAIF; half…foolish; half…knavish buffoonery; a total want of self…respect; which disarms you。  I sent him to the post to inquire for letters; and the postmaster had been tipsy over…night and was not awake。  Jack came back spluttering threats against 'dat domned Dutchman。  Me no WANT (like) him; me go and kick up dom'd row。 What for he no give Missis letter?' &c。  I begged him to be patient; on which he bonneted himself in a violent way; and started off at a pantomime walk。  Jack is the product of slavery:  he pretends to be a simpleton in order to do less work and eat and drink and sleep more than a reasonable being; and he knows his buffoonery will get him out of scrapes。  Withal; thoroughly good… natured and obliging; and perfectly honest; except where food and drink are concerned; which he pilfers like a monkey。  He worships S…; and won't allow her to carry anything; or to dirty her hands; if he is in the way to do it。  Some one suggested to him to kiss her; but he declined with terror; and said he should be hanged by my orders if he did。  He is a hideous little negro; with a monstrous…shaped head; every colour of the rainbow on his clothes; and a power of making faces which would enchant a schoolboy。  The height of his ambition would be to go to England with me。

An old 'bastaard' woman; married to the Malay tailor here; explained to me my popularity with the coloured people; as set forth by 'dat Malay boy'; my driver。  He told them he was sure I was a 'very great Missis'; because of my 'plenty good behaviour'; that I spoke to him just as to a white gentleman; and did not 'laugh and talk nonsense talk'。  'Never say 〃Here; you black fellow〃; dat Misses。'  The English; when they mean to be good… natured; are generally offensively familiar; and 'talk nonsense talk'; i。e。 imitate the Dutch English of the Malays and blacks; the latter feel it the greatest compliment to be treated AU SERIEUX; and spoken to in good English。  Choslullah's theory was that I must be related to the Queen; in consequence of my not 'knowing bad behaviour'。  The Malays; who are intelligent and proud; of course feel the annoyance of vulgar familiarity more than the blacks; who are rather awe…struck by civility; though they like and admire it。

Mrs。 D… tells me that the coloured servant…girls; with all their faults; are immaculately honest in these parts; and; indeed; as every door and window is always left open; even when every soul is out; and nothing locked up; there must be no thieves。  Captain D… told me he had been in remote Dutch farmhouses; where rouleaux of gold were ranged under the thatch on the top of the low wall; the doors being always left open; and everywhere the Dutch boers keep their money by them; in coin。

Jan。 3d。 … We have had tremendous festivities here 
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