The Florida agriculturist. [volume] (DeLand, Fla.) 1878-1911, 1890-04-23

that must seem very wild and savage
to you, but have had one advantage
a good education. My father has tar~ht
me everything, and perhaps l know
some things that you don't / can read
Frencla and German for instance. I
think that my fathers first idea was to
let me run wild altogether, but he gave
it up"
"And don't you wish to go into the
world?' | asked.
''Solnetimes,"' she said, ''when get
lonely. But perhaps my father is right
perhaps it would brighten and bewil-
der me- At any rate, he would never
return to civilization. It is his idea, you
know, though am sure do not know
where he got it from, nor why he cannot
bear that our name should be spoken.
In short, Mr.. Quatermain, we do not
make our lives; we must take them as
we find them. Have you done your
breakfast? Let us go out and I will
show you our domain
I rose and went to my sleeping place
to fetch my hat. When I returned, Mr..
Carson-for, after all, that was his name,
though he would never allow it to be
spoken-had come into the hut. He felt
better now, he said, and would accom-
pany us on our walk if Stella would give
him an arm.
So we started, and after us came
Hendrika with Tota and old Indaba-
zimbi, whom found sitting outside as
fresh as paint. Nothing could tire that
old man.
The view from the platform was al
most as beautiful as that from the lower
ground looking up to the peak. The
marble kraals, as have said, faced west,
consequently all the upper terrace lay in
the shadow of the great peak till nearly II
o'clock in the morning, which wasa great
advantage in that warm latitude First
we walked through the garden, which
was beautifully cultivated, and one. of
the most productive that l ever saw.
There were three or four natives work
ing in it, and they all saluted my host as
"Baba," OF father. Then we visited the
other two groups of marble huts. One
of these was used for stables and out
buildings, tho other as storehOuses, the
center hut having been, however, turned
into chapel Mr.. Carson was not Or
dained, but he earn astly tried to convert
the natives, most of whom were refugees
who had come to him for shelter, and he
had practiced the more elementary rites
Of the church for 50, long that l think he
began to believe that he really was
clergyman. For instance, he always
married those of his people who would
consent to a homogeneous existence, and
baptized their children.
When we had examined these wonder
full remains of antiquity, the marble huts,
and admired the orange trees, the vines
and fruits which thrive like weeds in this
marvellous soil and climate, we descended
to the next platform and saw the farming
operations in full swing. think that it
was the best farm 1 have ever seen in
Africa There was ample water for pur-
poses of irrigation, the grass lands below
gave pasturage for hundreds of head of
cattle and horses, and for natives, the
people were most Industrious More
over, the whole place was managed by
Mr.. Carson on the cooperative system;
he only took 1.-THE of the produce-in-
deed, in this land of teeming plenty,
what was he to do with more? Conse-
quently the tribemen, who, by the way,
called themselves the "Children of
Thomas" were able to accumulate con-
siderable wealth. All their disputes were
referred to their ''father," and he also