
 
        
         
		only mean  that  the victim  was  either “ a very bad  lot ”  
 or of a very sensitive  disposition.  In the  one  case help  
 might be withheld ;  in the  other it is neither sought nor  
 accepted. 
 It would  be  difficult  for even the most  fanatic  opponent  
 of Mr. Gladstone  to  imagine  the  deep,  heartfelt,  
 scornful  detestation  of  his very name among  many old  
 British  residents  of  this  Republic.  It  is  now  but  a  
 decade  since the Boer war—a war largely brought about  
 by  the  arrogance  and lost  by  the  imbecility  of  many  
 to  whom  British  interests  were  then  confided.  I  
 constantly met  men  who  had  risked  life,  fortune,  and  
 every  hope  in  the cause  of  their  old  country,  and who  
 in  the  darkest  day were  prepared  to  go  on, who, badly  
 led,  repined  not,  badly  defeated were  yet  not  beaten,  
 but who have never forgiven  what they  call the infamy  
 of the Gladstone  surrender.  I  have found old English  
 settlers, who  took  part  and  were  ruined  in  the  war,  
 reviling  the  very  name  of  their. country ;  others who  
 professing detestation of the Boers would yet help them  
 —so they say—'to fight  against any renewed  attempt at  
 British supremacy ;  and all this not partial, not isolated,  
 hut  common  talk, which  every traveller  may hear who  
 cares  to mix with  the people and  listen  to their views.  
 I  found  it  useless  to  argue ;  I   had  not  the  facts  for  
 defence.  I  recalled  the  old  sugar-planting  days  of  
 Malacca  more  than  twenty  years  before,  when  my  
 Scotch friends who managed  the estates,  and who were  
 as  a  rule Tory and Jacobite  to  the bone, would  angrily  
 tell  me  they  would  travel. twenty  miles  to  see  John  
 Bright hanged. 
 The Kafir represents the labouring class of the Transvaal. 
   Wherever manual  unskilled work  is  required  it  
 is  the  Kafir  who  supplies  it.  He  is  the bricklayer’s  
 labourer,  the  porter,  the  miner,  the  farm  hand,  the  
 shepherd,  thè  scavenger,  and  even  the  common policeman. 
   He promenades  Pretoria  in the most wonderful  
 attire, for in the large towns he is not allowed to indulge  
 in his primitive costume.  His  greatest  glory  is  in the  
 possession  of  an old  soldier’s tunic—numbers  of which 
 are  imported  from  England  for  the  Kafir  trade;  his  
 most  economic  suit  is  a  sack,  through  the  bottom  of  
 which  he  makes  three  holes  for  the  insertion  of  his  
 head  and  arms.  In  the  towns  he  is  not  allowed  to 
 N a t ive  P oliceman. 
 Walk  upon  the paths, but  must  keep to  the roads,  and  
 he is  also required  to retire from the  streets  and  public  
 thoroughfares when the Kafir bell  is  rung about  9  p .m .  
 Our  black  brother  may  be  despised,  but  the  manual  
 labour  of  the Transvaal  at  present depends  upon him,  
 and his labour is  cheap and easily trained.  His  average  
 wage is ten shillings per week and his % mealie” (ground