Between Snow and Fire — page 85: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

+ INL Dy 2 a wy ‘OR 'LD TS Cf of INGED.” a if tJ > en Sas pila that vesing, He breathed threaieaings and slaughter against the whole of the Xosa race, chuck- aN, lin ng gleefully over the old scores he was going to pay off upon it in the persons of its fighting men. In fact, he was od delighted over the certainty of an outbreak as if he held had a dozen fat contracts for the supply of the troops and levies. “ ll keep a tally-stick, by Jove ; and every nigger I pot I'll cut a nick,” he said. “ There’ ll be a good few notches at the end of the war! It was a first-class stroke of luck doing that deal with Reid, wasn't it, Eustace? We shall have our hands entirely free for whatever fun turns up.” Eustace agreed. He had reasons of his own for wanting to keep his hands free during the next few months—possi- tained by his cousin, j “We can move the rest of the stock to Swaanepoels Hoek,” went on Carhayes. “ Bentley will be only too glad to look after it for a consideration. Then for some real sport! Eustace, pass the grog to Hoste,” “That your Somerset East farm ?”’ said the latter, filling his glass. “Yes. Nota bad place, either ; only too stony.” “You're a jolly lucky fellow to have a Somerset East farm to send your stock to,’’ rejoined Hoste. “I wish I had, I know. ‘The few sheep I have left are hardly worth looking after. ‘There are safe to be a lot of Dutchmen in laager with brandt-stek flocks, and ours will be covered with it by the time it’s all over. Same thing with cattle. Red water and lung sickness will clear them all out too.” “ Well, we’ll lift a lot from old Kreli to make up for it,” said Carhayes. “ By the way, Eustace, Talking of Kreli— he’s been summoned to meet the Governor and won't oi” “H’m. Small wonder if he won't. What was the upshot of his father, Hintza, being summoned to meet the Goy- ernor ?”’ “Oh, you’re always harping on that old string,” Said Carhayes impatiently. ‘ Hang it all—as if a lot of red. blanket niggers are to be treated like civilised beings! It’s ridiculous, man. ‘They've got to do as they are told, or they must be made to.” *That’s all very pretty, Tom. But the ‘making’ hasn’t a 4 =, < * - V7 I eS begin Eagan A, A aa ’ i a * ee 4 i. i a F bly, however, they were of a different nature to those enter- 7. > as sf €. i A. hoe