The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1900-03-08

in their humble, but sacred and pure
abode and stranger withal.

in their humble, but sacred and pure
abode and stranger withal.
Now we steam toward Delagoa Bay,
and at last we make that beautiful
harbor. Is it not beautiful scene of
nature that presents itself to us as we
near the shore, with those stately
mountains forming an eternal and
impregnable barrier against the as
saults of the hordes of savages who
| dwell on the other side? The quaint
little city you see is Lorenzo Marquee.
1t is the Lisbon of South Africa, for
Delagoa Bay belongs to Portugal; but
! alas, it's fate is in the balance. Are
| they not quaint row of buildings I?
See, yonder is the convent, containing
its mysterious creatures who find peace
and JOY in celibacy. The great white
tomb you see is the emblem of charity,
| where you can share the love of kind.
ness of they who never tire in doing
the unfortunate some good. Though
you be pagan, these loving senoritas
question you not as to your life, for it
is presided over by nun who loves
the unfortunate more than the rich,
and her pupils are Christian Sisters of
Charity.
See, yOnder is the Zulu land, and
soon we pass through the Basutus
country. Strange people; it is said
they eat their own flesh. But look!
yOnder is dwelling. It is the home
of some Dutchman and the great cir
Gle to the left is the kraal. Now we
see them here and there, for we are
now in Orange Free State. Here we
must get off the car and trek to the
Transvaal. L fear me it will go hard
with me now. for it is said they are
savage people that dwell here
Strange | am not attacked by these
people. Perhaps it is all bosh about
their savage natures or l have not
come in to the savage region. Twenty
miles is a pretty good walk, think,
and I'm going to stop at the next kraal
over night if they will let me. Great
Caesar! that must 5e tenement house
from the indications of the humanity
it contains; but here goes. Just long
building made of dried gumbo and
tough rush; the floor is of the same
material, but smooth and looks as if
it was oiled, but no, just natural dried
gumbo. Down through the center of
the building and running or extending
the full length is wall, identical to
the one in our dining hall, with doors
| pierced as you see them there, dividing
the bed rooms from the other depart
ments of the house. Away back to
the rear is larger room; in it you Will
see cheap Autographs of the mother
country, for in this home dwells a
Boer. The room is we'll ventilated and
has a pleasing appearance with its
reed chairs and long table, for in this
room are held dances and social gath.
erings quite frequently The interior
has that home look about it that tells
you that the lady of the home has
spent months, in furnishing it herself.
for from pantry to dance hall you see
the hand of the mistress, or rather
what her hands made.
The sittingroom. What do 1 see
here? A large Dutch lamp attracts
my eye first; but no, my attention is
drawn to two young girls just entering
arm in arm, they have just returned
from riding.
'Is this all of your family ?" ven-
ture to ask.
"Fifteen," he says; "eight boys and
seven girls. Do you smoke?"
He hands me good sized pipe and I
enjoy the weed immensely.
eyes" he says, "two of my boys are
married and one of my daughters, but
Eve got twelve here to keep me
happy"
1t is now 7:3O P. M and the family
are seated in semicircle about the
room, listening to their father and his
band and I as we talk of America,
while I take mental notes of the chill
dren and their environments, trying to
detect that savage strain had heard