Diamond Dyke Part 19

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"But you had plenty when we started. I filled your pouch."

"Yes, but it came undone in the ride after the eland. It's lost. I sent Duke to try and find it, and he didn't come back."

"My poor old chap!" cried Emson, leaning forward to grasp his brother's shoulder. "I did not know of this."

"No, you couldn't know of it, but you were precious hard upon me."

"My dear old chap, I spoke to you like a brute. I ought not to have left you, but I was so delighted with the way in which you had brought down the game, and, as it were, filled our larder, that I thought you ought to have all the honour of keeping guard, while I played drudge and went to fetch the sledge to carry the meat home. But tell me: the lions came?"

"One did," said d.y.k.e, "and gave me turn enough, and when I got away from him to try and catch Breezy here, another savage brute hunted me and nearly struck me down. Oh, it was horrid!" he cried, as he ended his rough narrative of what he had gone through.

"d.y.k.e, old chap, I shall never forgive myself," said Emson, grasping his brother's hand. "I'd do anything to recall my words."

"Oh, it's all right," cried the boy, clinging to the hand that pressed his; "I'm better now. I was so exhausted, Joe, that I suppose I couldn't keep awake. I say, how was it I didn't fall off?"

"The cob was standing quite still when I came up, and looked half asleep himself."

"Poor old Breezy! He had such a fright too. I thought I should never catch up to him. But I did."

"Can you forgive me, old fellow?"

"Can I what? Oh, I say, Joe! Don't say any more, please. Here, give me some cartridges to put in my pocket. I'm all right now, and there are sure to be some more lions there. But, I say, I don't think I should like to shoot at that first one."

Emson handed a dozen cartridges, and then shouted to Jack to stop, which the Kaffir and his two dumb companions willingly did.

"What are you going to do, Joe?"

"Discretion is the better part of valour," said Emson quietly. "It would be dark by the time we got there, and on your own showing, the field is in possession of the enemy. Why, d.y.k.e, old fellow, it would be about as mad a thing as we could do to drive a couple of bullocks up to where perhaps half-a-dozen lions are feasting. I ought to have known better, but it did not occur to me. These brutes must have been following the herds. There's only one thing to do."

"What's that? Go near and fire to scare them away?"

"To come back again, after they had left us the mangled remains of the eland. No good, d.y.k.e: we shall be safer in our own beds. It's only another failure, old chap. Never mind: we may get game to-morrow."

d.y.k.e tried to oppose this plan of giving up, but it was only in a half-hearted way, and they rode back slowly towards Kopfontein, pausing from time to time for the oxen to catch up, Jack growing more and more uneasy as the night came on, and running after them and leaving the oxen, if they came to be any distance ahead.

The result was that he was sent on first with the slow-paced bullocks, and d.y.k.e and his brother formed themselves into a rearguard, necessitated from time to time to come to a full stop, so as to keep in the rear.

It was nearly morning when they reached home, and after fastening their cattle safely behind fence and rail, they sought their own beds, where d.y.k.e sank at once into a heavy sleep, waking up when the sun was quite high, with some of the previous evening's confusion left; but the whole of the day's adventure came back in a flash as his eyes lit upon Duke, fast asleep upon a skin, and with the lost cartridge pouch between his paws.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN.

JACK BEHAVES HIMSELF.

The necessity for providing fresh provisions took the brothers out again next day, but there were no more herds visible, as far as their gla.s.s would show, anywhere out upon the plain; but at last they caught sight of half-a-dozen of the graceful little springboks, and after a long gallop got close enough to try a couple of shots, which proved successful; and a little buck was borne home in triumph, a portion cooked, and d.y.k.e sat watching his brother eat that evening, till Emson looked up.

"Why, hullo!" he cried; "not well?"

"Oh yes, I'm quite right," replied d.y.k.e hastily.

"Then why don't you eat?"

"Because I wanted you to make up for the past," said the boy, laughing.

"I'm a meal ahead of you. I had such a splendid dinner yesterday off the eland."

Next morning, upon their visit to the ostrich-pens, Emson's face brightened, for there was excitement among the birds, the great hen having hatched every egg of those they had brought home in the net; and for the next few days everything possible was done in the way of feeding, so as to help the young brood on into a state of strength.

"Oh, it's all right, Joe," said d.y.k.e; "all we've got to do is to keep on scouring the plain and finding nests. We shall succeed after all."

"Yes, but you must scout off after some meal and coffee; we can't get on without those."

"And sugar."

"And sugar. What do you say to starting to-morrow?"

"I'm ready," said d.y.k.e; and after warning Jack, and making the necessary preparations over night, they sought their couches, and rose before daybreak to go and rouse up the Kaffir and his wife.

The latter soon had her fire glowing; Jack grumpily fetched water, and then proceeded to yoke the bullocks to the wagon, after which he settled down to his breakfast; and after feeding his stock, Emson mounted his horse to ride a few miles with his brother, both keeping a sharp lookout for game; while Duke, who was of the party, kept on hunting through the hushes, and now and then starting a bird.

It was getting toward mid-day before anything was shot, and then another little springbok fell to Emson's piece, just as they reached the water where they were to make their first halt.

The buck was divided, part to go back to Kopfontein and some to form part of d.y.k.e's provision, while another portion was cooked at once and eaten.

"There," said Emson at last, "I don't think I need say any more to you, old fellow. Jack knows the way well enough. Set him to drive the bullocks, and you ride beside and drive him. Keep a tight rein, and if he shows his teeth and isn't obedient, tell him you'll shoot him, and take aim at once, or he won't believe you."

"Rather sharp practice, Joe, isn't it?"

"Not with a man like that. He'll be ready to play upon you in every way, and you must let him see that you do not mean to be imposed upon.

Sounds harsh, but I know Master Jack by heart."

"You do think he'll take me straight to all the water?"

"I haven't a doubt about it, old fellow," said Emson, smiling. "Jack isn't an ostrich, and must drink at least once a day, so you need not be nervous about that.--There," he continued, mounting; "I must be off.

Good-bye."

"Not yet; I'm going to ride a little way back with you," cried d.y.k.e.

"No, you are not, lad. Rest yourself and your horse.--Here! Hi!

Jack!"

The Kaffir came from under the wagon, grinning.

"Drive your bullocks carefully, and bring them back in good condition."

The man smiled and showed his teeth.

"That's right. Go along and have your sleep."

Diamond Dyke Part 19

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