Bush Boys
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Captain Mayne Reid. Bush Boys
Chapter One. The Boors
Chapter Two. The “Kraal.”
Chapter Three. The “Springhaan.”
Chapter Four. A talk about Locusts
Chapter Five. The Locust-Flight
Chapter Six “Inspann and Trek!”
Chapter Seven “Water! Water!”
Chapter Eight. The fate of the Hero
Chapter Nine. A Lion “Couchant.”
Chapter Ten. A Lion in the Trap
Chapter Eleven. The Death of the Lion
Chapter Twelve. A talk about Lions
Chapter Thirteen. The travellers benighted
Chapter Fourteen. The “Trek-Boken.”
Chapter Fifteen. Spooring for a Spring
Chapter Sixteen. The terrible “Tsetse.”
Chapter Seventeen. The Long-Horned Rhinoceros
Chapter Eighteen. A heavy combat
Chapter Nineteen. The Death of the Elephant
Chapter Twenty. Turned Hunters
Chapter Twenty One “Jerking” an Elephant
Chapter Twenty Two. The hideous Hyena
Chapter Twenty Three. Stalking the Ourebi
Chapter Twenty Four. Little Jan’s Adventure
Chapter Twenty Five. A chapter upon Hyenas
Chapter Twenty Six. A house among the tree-tops
Chapter Twenty Seven. The battle of the wild peacocks
Chapter Twenty Eight. Upon the “Spoor.”
Chapter Twenty Nine. A rogue Elephant
Chapter Thirty. The missing hunter, and the Wildebeests
Chapter Thirty One. The Ant-Eater of Africa
Chapter Thirty Two. Hans chased by the Wildebeest
Chapter Thirty Three. Besieged by the Bull
Chapter Thirty Four. A helpless beast
Chapter Thirty Five. The elephant’s sleeping-roost
Chapter Thirty Six. Making the elephant’s bed
Chapter Thirty Seven. The Wild-Asses of Africa
Chapter Thirty Eight. Planning the capture of the Quaggas
Chapter Thirty Nine. The Pit-Trap
Chapter Forty. Driving in the Eland
Chapter Forty One. A wild ride on Quagga-back
Chapter Forty Two. The Gun-Trap
Chapter Forty Three. The Weaver-Birds
Chapter Forty Four. The Spitting-Snake
Chapter Forty Five. The Serpent-Eater
Chapter Forty Six. Totty and the Chacmas
Chapter Forty Seven. The wild hounds and the Hartebeest
Chapter Forty Eight. Conclusion
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The ex-field-cornet was seated in front of his kraal—for such is the name of a South African homestead. From his lips protruded a large pipe, with its huge bowl of meerschaum. Every boor is a smoker.
Notwithstanding the many losses and crosses of his past life, there was contentment in his eye. He was gratified by the prosperous appearance of his crops. The maize was now “in the milk,” and the ears, folded within the papyrus-like husks, looked full and large. It was delightful to hear the rustling of the long green blades, and see the bright golden tassels waving in the breeze. The heart of the farmer was glad as his eye glanced over his promising crop of “mealies.” But there was another promising crop that still more gladdened his heart—his fine children. There they are—all around him.
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All at once the dark-red mass seemed to envelope the cattle upon the plain, and these could be seen running to and fro as if affrighted. Then the two riders disappeared under its dun shadow!
Von Bloom rose to his feet, now seriously alarmed. What could it mean?
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