
 
        
         
		February 27th,  or Majuba day, is  rightly remembered  
 by Boers  as  a general  holiday.  Englishmen can  accept  
 a  defeat, but need  not  necessarily celebrate its  anniversary, 
   and  with my  nephew  and  man, who  had  accompanied  
 me from England, I  started on the previous evening  
 for the small quantity of “ wood-bush ”  that may be  
 found in the Pretoria  district .on  the Waterberg Road.  
 An old  colonist, who had  reached Natal as  a  child,  and  
 wandered about South Africa ever since,  often deserted  
 but  never  quite  forsaken  by  fortune,  who  seemed  to  
 have never  failed  and  never  prospered,  and who, without  
 any great  financial  reputation, was  content  in  disposition  
 and  seemed  independent  in  character, invited  
 us to  spend the night  at  a  small  farm he rented in the  
 neighbourhood.  We  reached  the  abode  late,  for  the  
 way was long,  the roads heavy,  and the night dark,  and  
 here  in  this  small  domicile  on the vast veld,  dwelling  
 in all the plainness of the most primitive farm at home,  
 was  a  colonist  family who  only  just  preserved  in  the  
 parents’  early life  the  slightest touch with home.  And  
 yet it is with these  good people that the  distrust of  the  
 Boer  is  most  strongly  felt.  The  wealthy  colonial  or  
 British  merchant  thrives  with  the  Boer  and  respects  
 his  customer,  but with  men  of  small  means  and  plain  
 living the  difference  is  most  pronounced.  The  soldier  
 accepts  and  forgets  his  defeat, but  these  humble and  
 industrious  Scotch  and  English,  who  were  scattered  
 over the  country with farm  or store  at  the  time  of  the  
 war,  and  went  through  much  danger,  and, what  was  
 worse, had to  put up with much rudeness, have,  doubtless, 
  forgiven but certainly not forgotten.  Our sleeping  
 accommodation  was  at  least  primitive:  a  straw  paillasse  
 stretched on the earthern floor of an empty cowshed,  
 which, nicely ventilated  by holes in the walls  and roof,  
 and agreeably perfumed by  strings  of  onions  suspended  
 from  the  rafters,  afforded  us,  in  the  absence  of  rain,  
 excellent  shelter.  I  was  informed  here  of  a  sudden  
 cessation to  a  bird  pest.  A small Finch had swarmed  
 on the farm to the  great  destruction  of  certain  crops,  
 and all attempts  to  destroy them  or thin their numbers 
 had failed.  These  birds  roosted  at  night on the reeds  
 growing  in  a  small  river-bed  or  vley,  and one  night,  
 shortly  before  my  arrival,  and  after  particularly heavy  
 rain,  the waters  suddenly rose and covered  the reeds  to  
 the  almost  total  destruction  of  the  birds,  for my host  
 said  he  had  seen  scarcely  any  since.  We  frequently  
 see  swarms  of  insects  swept away by floods, but I had  
 not hitherto heard  of  a wholesale  destruction  of  birds  
 by the same means. 
 The wood-bush  we  visited was  only a  few  miles  in  
 extent  and  thin  in  appearance,  and  yet  contained  
 almost another  zoological world to  the bare veld which  
 adjoined  it.  Birds  of many  species  not  seen  before  
 were now met  with,  and  many  new  skins  secured  for  
 the  collection.  In  insects  the  fine  day-flying  Moth  
 (Xanthospilopteryx  superba)  flew  amidst  the  shade  of  
 the  acacias,  and  in  Butterflies  Herpcenia  eriphia  and  
 Teracolus eris and T. evenina were captured by myself for  
 the first time.  The fine Ant-lion  [Palpares  coffer)  was  
 abundant  round  the  outskirts  of  the  trees,  and  large  
 and  gaudily-marked  Spiders  (Nephila  transvaalica)*  
 occupied  in  family  groups  or  industrial  communities  
 the immense webs that stretched from tree to  tree.  In  
 the ardour and  pleasure  of  collecting we had aimlessly  
 wandered  among the  trees,  with  the  inevitable  result  
 that  about  noon we  found we  had  not  only  lost  ourselves, 
  but all held different ideas  as  to  the  direction we  
 should pursue.  It is at  such times that the mind grasps  
 the  full  benefit  of  both  savagedom  and  civilization,  
 for we possessed neither the wood-lore nor path-finding  
 capacity of  the  first, nor did we  carry  the  pocket compass  
 of the latter.  Of course we went miles  out of our  
 way,  and  after  hard walking for hours under a broiling  
 sun  we  at  last  reached  our  spider  again,  and  arrived  
 late in Pretoria on the  evening of Majuba day. 
 Since  January  our  Coleopterous  visitants  had  included  
 the fine  and showy Buprestid Sternocera  orissa.  
 The  first' time  I  saw  this  grand  beetle—for  in  the  
 Transvaal  the  Beetles, as  a  rule,  are  neither large nor 
 *  A new species, described in tbe Appendix by Mr. Pocock (Tab. V. fig. 4).