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berg Mountains, from whose springs it is supplied with water. It has one long street, intermittingly lined with dissimilar houses, and others in the process of formation; but is altogether of no great extent, and contains only a few hundred inhabitants. It was at one time the site of a government farm, where agricultural and horticultural operations were extensively carried on under the superintendence of R. Hart, Esq.--a gentleman still resident upon his estate of Glenavon, in the immediate vicinity. After dining at the Somerset Hotel, I rode east to Mr Hart's to spend the night, and witness his estate, which, in point of natural beauty, completeness of homestead and offices, and taste and success in gardening, is certainly the finest in this part of the colony. Mr Hart has an unlimited supply of water, both for irrigation and for mill purposes; and has taken great pains in embellishing his residence, by the introduction and culture of fruit and forest trees, shrubs and flowers, from almost every region of the globe. The lands of Glenavon are extensive, not only embracing a large extent of low country, facing the mansionhouse, but a wide range of mountain pasture behind. As on many other farms, however, the sweet grass pasture is yearly becoming more scanty; and unless means be taken to allow the herbage to renew itself by seeding and rest, or to improve it by artificial sowing and dressing, many of the Cape estates will shortly be incapable of maintaining a half of their present flocks.
Proceeding on our journey, we came up to the Great Fish River on the 12th, and found the stream to be crossed about sixty feet wide and two deep. Having passed in safety, Mr Pringle and I now rode forward, leaving the wagon party to follow at their leisure. Adjoining the river, the country was somewhat broken, desert, and lonely; but as we ascended from the valley to the table-land of the Kaga, or Quagga Flats, it became open to a vast extent, intersected by few ravines, and sparingly dotted with bush. There being little danger of ambuscade in this region, many of the farmers still resided on their places, resolved to abide the result of the present dispute, rather than risk the loss of property by removal. We accordingly again saw flocks and herds, and dwellings peopled by the rural inhabitants—signs of peace and quietness gratifying to behold. The greater part of the surface was here clothed with grass, and the recent rains had freshened its verdure, so that the scenery was lively and pleasant; and the effect was heightened by the distant moun. tains, which almost enclosed the fertile plateau. Here the tracks of the quagga and elephant were still to be traced; and here thousands of conical ant-hills dotted the surface. Leaving the Flats, and crossing some hilly and bushy ground, then threading the windings of a mimosa-clad valley, we arrived at Spring-Grove, the present home of my travelling companion, and eventually mine longer than I anticipated when I entered
ts hospitable door. The proprietor is connected with the Pringle party by marriage, his wife being a sister of the poet's; he ntered upon his estate some eight or ten years ago, under considerable disadvantages; but by prudence and industry, has now rendered it one of the most delightful estates in the district. It was purchased almost entirely on credit for £700; and not only has he cleared off the purchase money, but planted a large garden, ploughed broad fields for grain, gained large flocks and herds, built commodious premises; and, in short, surrounded himself and fine family of sons and daughters with all the necessaries and many of the luxuries of life. During my residence, I came more closely in contact with life in the wild than I had hitherto done, and perceived what multifarious duties, what drudgeries, what hopeful perseverance and industry, were requisite on the part of a settler to insure success. Here, in addition to the farm labours, the settler must be his own shoemaker, carpenter, blacksmith, tinker, tanner, brewer, and so forth; while the ladies of the house become bakers, candle-dippers, soapboilers, tailors, and all what not in turn. No ennui here: to the fair sex at home, twelve months on a thriving Cape farm would be worth a lifetime at spas and other hydropathic absurdities.
For a few days after my arrival affairs continued quiet; and I took the opportunity to visit several of the larger estates in the neighbourhood, highly delighted with the country, and with the management and success of such properties as those of Sir A. Stokenströem, Mr Dods Pringle, the brother of the late poet, Mr Rennie, and others, located in the valley of Glen Lynden, along the Baviaan's, and in the vicinity of Mancazana Post. Though travelling under arms, and in the midst of danger, there was enjoyment in the journey: everywhere I experienced unmeasured kindness; and in this, as in other districts, my professional skill enabled me to accomplish many deeds of kindness and mercy in turn. Medical assistance is indeed so rare, that on the recommendation of my profession, I would undertake to thread the Colony from one end to the other without a shilling in my pocket.
My agreeable journeyings were, however, of short duration : the first blow had been struck; a party of the burgher force had been routed by the Caffres, and exulting in their success, the enemy swept onward, seizing flocks and herds, burning farmsteads, and committing other excesses. The smaller farms were now deserted, and the larger became forts in miniature, crowded with anxious but determined inmates. A trench, and an embattlement of stakes and mimosa branches, were now drawn around Spring-Grove; the windows boarded, the roof rendered fire - proof with sods, arms prepared, and scalding water in readiness to be dashed at the naked savages, should they enter within the ramparts. During the day, we con
tinued to receive accessions to our numbers, to secure the bestial, and to strengthen our position; during the night, the men kept watch, and mounted guard' in turn. Day after day the reports became more alarming; travelling was impracticable, unless in large parties; and night after night the firing of homesteads became more frequent, and approached nearer and nearer to our position. On the night of the 27th April the savages made their first attack : in an instant the alarm was given, the fires and lights were extinguished, every man was at his post; and to distinguish our faithful Fingoes from Caffres in the dark, their heads were filletted with a stripe of white calico. After some firing, the enemy, finding us too powerful, made a sudden retreat, and on the morrow some bloody spoors (tracks) into the bush showed that our muskets had told with deadly effect. On the following evening, Caffre fires were lighted on the surrounding heights, as a signal for the assembling of greater numbers. Another attack was accordingly experienced, but not without bloodshed on both sides; and as the savages seemed determined to carry the place, the inmates resolved on treking, and leaving it to its fate.
THE RETURN. Seeing no end to the struggle, I now resolved, at all hazards, to return to Port Elizabeth, and to take the road one way or other ere dangers thickened more closely around. Accordingly, I bade the kind-hearted people of Glen Lynden adieu ; and under escort of one of the younger Pringles as far as the village of Cradock, wended my way from their pleasant valley on the 30th of April. Arrived at Cradock, I determined to proceed by the Zuurberg, Graaf Reinet, and Uitenhage--a circuitous route, no doubt, but one which then offered the greatest chances of safety. Mounted on the best horse I could find, or rather I may say horses—for two broke down under the fatigues of the journey-I hurried westward, sometimes in company with a wagon party, escorted by a burgher guard, sometimes under a small escort furnished by a field cornet, and at others alone, or at best with a single hired guide, to lead the way through the bush and over the mountains. The ride was a bold one, extending over ten days, and through a country whose lately happy homesteads were now here and there smouldering in ruins ; but it was successful, and brought me in safety once more to Algoa Bay. Here I found the “ Recorder" had arrived, bringing with her a relative for whom I had long been anxiously waiting. Renovated in health, and glad to escape from so troubled a scene-a country which, with several advantages, has many drawbacks as a place of settlement for a British emigrant -I took passage on board the " Jessie Smith," and left the colony with her on the 23d May, for a securer home in the mother country.
A BAD workman quarrels with his tools.
A guilty conscience needs no accuser.