Twenty years afterwards I saw, him at the front in one of the kaffir wars.
"Reminiscences of a South African Pioneer"
W. C. Scully
My next essay, towards wooing fortune was in the line of kaffir trading.
"Reminiscences of a South African Pioneer"
W. C. Scully
My assistant was a kaffir lad named Toby, whose memory is kept green, so far as I am concerned, by his enormous lips.
"Reminiscences of a South African Pioneer"
W. C. Scully