Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-01-15

we have plenty of labor, for the people about look upon my father as their chief"
 ''Yes," said. ''but how do you get all of these luxuries of civilization?" and I pointed to the books, the crockery and the knives and forks.
 ''Very simply. Most of the books my father brought with him when we first trekkcd into the wilds; there was nearly 8 wagon-load of them. But every three years we have sent an expedition of these wagons right down to Port Natal. The wagons are loaded with ivory and other goods, and come back with all kinds of things that have been sent out from England for us. You see, although we live in this wild place. we are not altogether cut of. We can send runners to Natal and back in three months, and the wagons get there and back in year. Tho last lot arrived quite safe about three months ago. Our servants are very faithful and some of them speak Dutch we'll"
 Have you ever been with the wagons?" asked.
 ''Since was child I have never been moro than thirty miles from Babyan's Peak" she answered. "Do you know, MT. Allan, that you are, with one excep- tion, the first Englishman that have known out of a book. Suppose that must seem very wild and savage to you, but have had one advantage, good educa- ton. My father has taught mo every thing, and perhaps I know some things that you don't. I can read French and German, for instance. l think that my fathers first idea was to let me run wild altogether, but he gave it up."
 Am Epi1 f0 n thu world2" asked.
 ''Sometimes," she said, "when l get lonely. But perhaps my father is right perhaps it would frighten and bewil- der me. At any rate he would never re- l turn to civilization. It is his idea, you i know, though am sure I do not know where he got 1t from, nor why he can not bear that our name should be spoken. In short MT. 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 l will show you our domain"
 sose and went to my sleeping-pla
 to fetch my hat. When I returned MT. Carson-for after all that was his na, 2 q,
 though he would never allow it to be
 spollen-had come into the hut. Io 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 Hen-
 drika with Tota and old ,laba-zimbi
 whom I 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 tho lower
 ground looking up to the peak. The
 marble kraals, as l have said, faced
 west, consequently all the upper terrace
 lay in the shadow of the great peak till
 nearly eleven o'clock in the morning,
 which was great advantage in that
 warm latitude. First we walked through
 the garden, which was beautifully c2lti-
 vated, and ono of the most produltiY1 ,
 that ever saw. There were threc or
 four natives working in it, and they all
 saluted my host as "Baba," or fatnnr.
 Then we visited tho other two groups
 of marble huts. One of these was used
 for stables and outbuildings, the other
 as storehouses, the center hut having
 been, however, turned into q chapel.
 MT. Carson was not ordained, but he
 earnestly tried to convert the natives
 most of whom were refugees who had
 come to him for shelter, and he prac
 ticed the more elementary rites of the
 church for so long that l think he bogar
 to believe that he really was q clergy man. For instance, he alway" married those of his people who would consen to homogeneous existence and bap tized their children. When we had ex amined these wonderful remains of an tiquity, the marble hutS, and admired
 the orange trees, the vines and fruit!
 which thrive like weeds in this marvel ous soil and climate, we descended tt the next platform and saw the farming operations in full swing. l think tha it was the best farm I have ever scen il Africa. There was ample water for pur
 poses of irrigation, the grass lands be = low gave pasturage for hundreds of heat 1 of cattle and horses, and, fol natives, the people were most in , dustrious. Moreover, the whole place was managed by MT. Carson on the co operative system; he only took q tithe o the produce-indeed, in this land 0
 teeming plenty, what was he to do witt , more? Consequently the tribemen, who |; by the way, called themselves thu - Children of Thomas" were able to ac . cumulate considerable wealth. All thei t disputes wore referred to their ''father, and he also was judge of offenses ant b crimes. Some were punished by i'm " pr1sonment, whipping and loss or goods other and graver transgressions by OK , ,pulsion from tho community, 9 fla which to one of these favored native 8 must have seemed as heavy as the de
 cree that drove Adam from tho garde 3 of Eden.
 l. Old Mir. Carson leaned upon his daugh IT ter's arm and contemplate the seen a with pride.
 J. "I have done all this, Allan Quatel J. 'main," he said. "When renouncin 0 civilization first, I wandered here b ;, chance; seeking a homo in the remotes places in the world, found this lonel d spot wilderness. Nothing was y be seen except the site, the dome e lof the marble huts and tn s waterfalls. I took possession ( @ the huts- I cleared the patch of garde @ land and planted the orange grove. is had only six natives then, but by de