“Don’t you think this a charming life?” asked Mrs Brook1 of Mrs Merton, who had been her guest for a week.
Mrs Merton was about thirty years of age, and opinionated, if not strong-minded, also rather pretty. She had married young, and her eldest2 son, a lad of twelve, had brought her from her husband’s farm, some three miles distant from that of Edwin Brook.
“Indeed!” said Mrs Brook, in some surprise.
She said nothing more after this for some time, but continued to ply4 her needle busily, while Mrs Scholtz, who by some piece of unusual good fortune had got Junkie to sleep, plied5 her scissors in cutting out and shaping raw material.
The two dames6, with the nurse and Gertie, had agreed to unite their powers that day in a resolute7 effort to overtake the household repairs. They were in a cottage now, of the style familiarly known as “wattle and dab,” which was rather picturesque8 than permanent, and suggestive of simplicity9. They sat on rude chairs, made by Scholtz, round a rough table by the same artist. Mrs Brook was busy with the rends10 in a blue pilot-cloth jacket, a dilapidated remnant of the “old England” wardrobe. The nurse was forming a sheep skin into a pair of those unmentionables which were known among the Cape-colonists of that period by the name of “crackers11.” Mrs Merton was busy with a pair of the same, the knees of which had passed into a state of nonentity12, while other parts were approaching the same condition. Gertie was engaged on a pair of socks, whose original formation was overlaid by and nearly lost in subsequent deposits.
“Why do you like this sort of life, Mrs Brook?” asked Mrs Merton suddenly.
“Because it is so new, so busy, so healthy, so thoroughly13 practical. Such a constant necessity for doing something useful, and a constant supply of something useful to do, and then such a pleasant feeling of rest when at last you do get your head on a pillow.”
“Oh! it’s delightful14!” interpolated Gertie in a low voice.
“Well, now, that is strange. Everything depends on how one looks at things.—What do you think, Mrs Scholtz?” asked Mrs Merton.
“I’ve got no time to think, ma’am,” replied the nurse, giving the embryo15 crackers a slice that bespoke16 the bold fearless touch of a thorough artist. “When Junkie’s not asleep he keeps body and brain fully17 employed, and when he is asleep I’m glad to let body and brain alone.”
“What is your objection to this life, Mrs Merton?” asked Mrs Brook, with a smile.
“Oh! I’ve no special objection, only I hate it altogether. How is it possible to like living in a wilderness18, with no conveniences around one, no society to chat with, no books to read, and, above all, no shops to go to, where one is obliged to drudge19 at menial work from morning till night, and one’s boys and girls get into rags and tatters, and one’s husband becomes little better than a navvy, to say nothing of snakes and scorpions20 in one’s bed and boots, and the howling of wild beasts all night? I declare, one might as well live in a menagerie.”
“But you must remember that things are in a transition state just now,” rejoined Mrs Brook. “As we spread and multiply over the land, things will fall more into shape. We shall have tailors and dressmakers to take the heavy part of our work in this way, and the wild beasts will retire before the rifle and the plough of civilised man; no doubt, also, shops will come in due course.”
“And what of the Kafirs?” cried Mrs Merton sternly. “Do you flatter yourself that either the plough or the rifle will stop their thievish propensities21? Have we not learned, when too late—for here we are, and here we must bide,—that the black wretches22 have been at loggerheads with the white men ever since this was a colony, and is it not clear that gentle treatment and harsh have alike failed to improve them?”
“Wise treatment has yet to be tried,” said Mrs Brook.
“Fiddlesticks!” returned Mrs Merton impatiently. “What do you call wise treatment?”
“Gospel treatment,” replied Mrs Brook.
“Oh! come now, you know that that has also been tried, and has signally failed. Have we not heard how many hundreds of so-called black converts in this and in other colonies are arrant23 hypocrites, or at all events give way before the simplest temptations?”
“I have also heard,” returned Mrs Brook, “of many hundreds of so-called white Christians26, whose lives prove them to be the enemies of our Saviour27, and who do not even condescend28 to hypocrisy29, for they will plainly tell you that they ‘make no pretence30 to be religious,’ though they call themselves Christians. But that does not prove gospel treatment among the English to have been a failure. You have heard, I daresay, of the Hottentot robber Africaner, who was long the terror and scourge31 of the district where he lived, but who, under the teaching of our missionary32 Mr Moffat, or rather, I should say, under the influence of God’s Holy Spirit, has led a righteous, peaceful, Christian25 life for many years. He is alive still to prove the truth of what I say.”
“I’ll believe it when I see it,” returned Mrs Merton, with a decisive compression of her lips.
“Well, many people have testified to the truth of this, and some of these people have seen Africaner and have believed.”
“Humph!” returned Mrs Merton.
This being an unanswerable argument, Mrs Brook smiled by way of reply, and turned a sleeve inside out, the better to get at its dilapidations. Changing the subject, she desired Gertie to go and prepare dinner, as it was approaching noon.
“What shall I prepare, mother?” asked Gertie, laying down her work.
“You’d better make a hash of the remains33 of yesterday’s leg of mutton, dear; it will be more quickly done than the roasting of another leg, and we can’t spare time on cookery to-day. I daresay Mrs Merton will excuse—”
“Mrs Brook,” interrupted Mrs Merton, with that Spartan34-like self-denial to which she frequently laid claim, without, however, the slightest shadow of a title, “I can eat anything on a emergency. Have the hash by all means.”
“And I’m afraid, Mrs Merton,” continued Mrs Brook, in an apologetic tone, “that we shall have to dine without bread to-day—we have run short of flour. My husband having heard that the Thomases have recently got a large supply, has gone to their farm to procure35 some, but their place is twelve miles off, so he can’t be back till night. You won’t mind, I trust?”
Mrs Merton vowed36 that she didn’t mind, became more and more Spartanic in her expression and sentiments, and plied her needle with increased decision.
Just then Gertie re-entered the cottage with a face expressive37 of concern.
“No meat, child? You must be mistaken. We ate only a small part of yesterday’s leg.”
“Oh! ma’am,” exclaimed the nurse, dropping the scissors suddenly, and looking somewhat guilty, “I quite forgot, ma’am, to say that master, before he left this morning, and while you was asleep, ma’am, ordered me to give all the meat we had in the house to Scholtz, as he was to be away four or five days, and would require it all, so I gave him the leg that was hanging up in the larder, and master himself took the remains of yesterday’s leg, bidding me be sure to tell George to kill a sheep and have meat ready for dinner.”
“Oh, well, it doesn’t matter,” said Mrs Brook; “we shall just have to wait a little longer.”
Nurse looked strangely remorseful39.
“But, ma’am—” she said, and paused.
“Well, nurse!”
“I forgot, ma’am—indeed I did—to tell George to kill a sheep.”
Mrs Brook’s hands and work fell on her lap, and she looked from Mrs Scholtz to her visitor, and from her to the anxious Gertie, without speaking.
“Why, what’s the matter?” asked Mrs Merton.
“My dear,” replied Mrs Brook, with a touch of solemnity, “George Dally40, our man, asked me this morning if he might go into the bush to cut rafters for the new kitchen, and I gave him leave, knowing nothing of what arrangements had been made before—and—and—in short, there’s not a man on the place, and—there’s nothing to eat.”
The four females looked at each other in blank silence for a few seconds, as the full significance of their circumstances became quite clear to them.
Mrs Merton was the first to recover.
“Now,” said she, while the Spartanic elements of her nature became intensified41, “we must rise to this occasion like true women; we must prove ourselves to be not altogether dependent on man; we must face the difficulty, sink the natural tenderness of our sex, and—and—kill a sheep!”
She laid down the crackers on the table with an air of resolution, and rose to put her fell intent in execution.
But the carrying out of her plan was not so easy as the good lady had, at the first blush of the thing, imagined it would be. In the first place, like other heroes and heroines, she experienced the enervating42 effects of opposition43 and vacillating purpose in others.
“You must all help me,” she said, with the air of a commander-in-chief.
“Help you to kill a sheep, ma’am?” said Mrs Scholtz, with a shudder44, “I’ll die first! I couldn’t do it, and I wouldn’t, for my weight in gold.”
Notwithstanding the vehemence45 of her protestation, the nurse stood by and listened while the other conspirators46 talked in subdued47 tones, and with horrified48 looks, of the details of the contemplated49 murder.
“I never even saw the dreadful deed done,” said Mrs Brook, becoming pale as she thought of it.
“Oh, mamma! much better go without meat; we could dine on cakes,” suggested Gertie.
“But my love, there is not a cake or an ounce of flour in the house.”
“Women!” exclaimed Mrs Merton severely50, “we must rise to the occasion. I am hungry now, and it is not yet noon; what will be our condition if we wait till night for our dinner?”
This was a home-thrust. The conspirators shuddered51 and agreed to do the deed. Gertie, in virtue52 of her youth, was exempted53 from taking any active part, but an unaccountable fascination54 constrained55 her to follow and be a witness—in short, an accomplice56.
“Do you know where—where—the knife is kept?” asked Mrs Merton.
Mrs Scholtz knew, and brought it from the kitchen.
It was a keen serviceable knife, with a viciously sharp point. Mrs Merton received it, coughed, and hurried out to the sheep-fold, followed by her accomplices57.
To catch a sheep was not difficult, for the animals were all more or less tame and accustomed to gentle treatment by the females, but to hold it was quite another thing. Mrs Merton secured it by the head, Mrs Scholtz laid hold of the tail, and Mrs Brook fastened her fingers in the wool of its back. Each female individually was incapable58 of holding the animal, though a very small one had been purposely selected, but collectively they were more than a match for it. After a short struggle it was laid on its side, and its feet were somewhat imperfectly secured with a pocket-handkerchief.
“Now, ma’am,” cried Mrs Scholtz, holding tight to the tail and shutting her eyes, “do be quick.”
Mrs Merton, also shutting her eyes, struck feebly with the knife. The others, having likewise shut their eyes, waited a few seconds in a state of indescribable horror, and then opened them to find that the Spartan lady had missed her mark, and planted her weapon in the ground! So feeble, however, had been the stroke that it had barely penetrated60 an inch of the soil.
“Oh, Mrs Merton!” exclaimed Mrs Brook remonstratively.
Mrs Merton tried again more carefully, and hit the mark, but still without success.
“It won’t go in!” she gasped61, as, on opening her eyes a second time, she found only a few drops of blood trickling62 from a mere63 scratch in the sheep’s neck; “I—I can’t do it!”
At that moment the unfortunate animal suddenly freed its head from the Spartan matron’s grasp. A sharp wriggle64 freed its tail and feet, and in another moment it burst away from its captors and made for a shallow pond formed by Edwin Brook for a colony of household ducks.
Roused to excessive indignation by the weakness and boastfulness of Mrs Merton, Mrs Scholtz sprang to her feet and gave chase. The others joined. Hunger, shame, determination, disappointment, combined to give them energy of purpose. The sheep rushed into the pond. Mrs Scholtz recklessly followed—up to the knees—caught it by the horns, and dragged it forth65.
“Give me the knife!” she shouted.
Mrs Merton hurriedly obeyed, and the nurse, shutting her eyes, plunged66 it downwards67 with a wild hysterical68 shriek69.
There was no mistake this time. Letting the animal go, she fled, red-handed, into the innermost recess70 of the cottage, followed by her horrified friends.
Mrs Brook and the others—all shuddering—sought to soothe72 her, and in a short time they regained73 sufficient composure to permit of their returning to the victim, which they found lying dead upon the ground.
Having thus got over the terrible first step, the ladies hardened themselves to the subsequent processes, and these they also found more difficult than they had anticipated. The skinning of a sheep they did not understand. Of the cutting up they were equally ignorant, and a terrible mess they made of the poor carcass in their varied74 efforts. In despair Mrs Brook suggested to Mrs Scholtz, who was now the chief and acknowledged operator, that they had better cut it up without skinning, and singe75 off the wool and skin together; but on attempting this Mrs Scholtz found that she could not find the joints76, and, being possessed77 of no saw, could not cut the bones; whereupon Mrs Merton suggested that she should cut out four slices from any part that would admit of being penetrated by a knife, and leave the rest of the operation to be performed by Dally on his return. This proposal was acted on. Four fat slices were cut from the flanks and carried by Gertie to the kitchen, where they were duly cooked, and afterwards eaten with more relish78 than might have been expected, considering the preliminaries to the feast.
This was one of those difficulties that did not occur to them again. It was a preventable difficulty, to be avoided in future by the exercise of forethought; but there were difficulties and troubles in store against which forethought was of little avail.
While they were yet in the enjoyment79 of the chops which had caused them so much mental and physical pain, they were alarmed by a sudden cry from Junkie. Looking round they saw that urchin80 on his knees holding on to the side of his home-made crib, and gazing in blank amazement81 at the hole in the wall which served for a window. And well might he gaze, for he saw the painted face of a black savage82 looking in at that window!
On beholding83 him Mrs Merton uttered a scream and Mrs Brook an exclamation84. Mrs Scholtz and Gertie seemed bereft85 of power to move or cry.
Perhaps the Kafir took this for the British mode of welcoming a stranger. At all events, he left the window and entered by the door. Being quite naked, with the exception of the partial covering afforded by a leopard-skin robe, his appearance was naturally alarming to females who had never before seen a native of South Africa in his war-paint. They remained perfectly59 still, however, and quite silent, while he went through the cottage appropriating whatever things took his fancy. He was the native whom we have already introduced as having been met by George Dally, though of course the Brook household were not aware of this.
A few other savages86 entered the cottage soon after, and were about to follow the example of their chief and help themselves, but he sternly ordered them to quit, and they submissively obeyed.
When he had gone out, without having condescended87 to notice any of the household, Master Junkie gave vent24 to a long-suspended howl, and claimed the undivided attention of Mrs Scholtz, whose touching88 blandishments utterly89 failed in quieting him. The good nurse was unexpectedly aided, however, by the savage chief, who on repassing the window, looked in and made his black face supernaturally hideous90 by glaring at the refractory91 child. Junkie was petrified92 on the spot, and remained “good” till forgetfulness and sleep overpowered him.
Meanwhile Mrs Merton swooned into a chair—or appeared to do so—and Mrs Brook, recovering from her first alarm, went out with Gertie to see what the black marauders were about.
They were just in time to see the last tail of their small flock of sheep, and their still smaller herd93 of cattle, disappear into the jungle, driven by apparently94 a score of black, lithe95, and naked devils, so ugly and unearthly did the Kafirs seem on this their first visit to the unfortunate settlers.
It was a peculiarly bitter trial to the Brooks96, for the herd and flock just referred to had been acquired, after much bargaining, from a Dutch farmer only a few days before, and Edwin Brook was rather proud of his acquisition, seeing that few if any of the settlers had at that time become possessors of live stock to any great extent. It was, however, a salutary lesson, and the master of Mount Hope—so he had named his location—never again left his wife and family unguarded for a single hour during these first years of the infant colony.
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