A Secret of the Lebombo

"Hullo, Le Sage," he sang out as they dismounted. "I lugged this chap over to say good-bye to you. He's just going to clear. I told him he couldn't clear without saying good-bye...

In the quadrangle, or courtyard, known as Ulundi Square, in the Royal Hotel at Durban, two men sat talking. One we already know, the other, a wiry, bronzed, and dark-bearded man...

Probably there is no greater fallacy than that youth is quick to cast off impressions; otherwise Lalante with youth in her favour, should, after the first few days from the shoc...

High up among the crags they crouched, like eagles looking forth from an eyrie, sweeping indeed with eagle-like gaze the vast expanse of plain which lay in many an undulating ro...

After this they held on their way without molestation, neither did they come across any further active indications as to the state of the country. Yet, though not active, the vo...

The night was still fairly warm, though just a touch of a sharp twinge showed that it was one of those nights whereon it might not be good to sit still in the open--let alone do...

His way lay down a stony bush road, winding along a ridge--whence great kloofs fell away on either side, clothed in thick, well-nigh impenetrable bush. Here and there a red kran...

Primarily he cursed because he could not quite bring off a move in the game which, with a real adversary, would inevitably give him an advantage--profitable but wholly illicit....

"Oh, how I wish I knew, Old Sanna," answered Lalante with a sad smile. Her smile had been growing rather sad of late, since week had been following upon week, and still bringing...

"Out in the open. Nothing like the open veldt if you want to talk over anything important. If you do it in a room ten to one a word or two gets overheard, and a word or two is o...

We have said that in purchasing Seven Kloofs, as his farm was named, Wyvern had been largely moved by a sense of its beautiful site, and it certainly had that redeeming feature....

Lalante's intention of spending the evening with him had come with the effect of a reprieve upon Wyvern. For all his trust in her he never parted with her without vague misgivin...

"Well, Lalante. Wyvern's snake-bitten Kafir has not only killed himself, but he has performed his own funeral into the bargain--at least, he must have, because there's no sign o...

All in a second Wyvern's hopes were dashed to the ground. From a state of elation he was cast once more into blank despair. Not so easily had his enemies abandoned the pursuit....

"Hi--Yup, friends. Glad to see another white man or two in this sooty, flame of fire sort of hole," sung out the new arrival in rough geniality, as he slid from his pony. "Why,...

An amphitheatre of bush and krantzes, the latter fringed on the sides and brink with the feathery droop of forest trees: dark, lateral kloofs running steeply up into the face of...

He was an alert, straight, well-set-up man, not much on the further side of thirty, handsome, too, in the dark-haired, somewhat hatchet-faced aquiline type. He was attired in a...

Lalante, who had been contemplating the small speakers with a smile of tender approval, burst out laughing at this ingenuous and whole-hearted appreciation of the absent one's c...

On, on through the forest shades the hunted man sped, the voices of his pursuers, like hounds upon a trail, sounding deep behind him. Though strong and otherwise athletic, he wa...

It lay on the table before him. It was not externally a pleasing object. It was covered with thumb marks; the writing was in a laboured, unformed hand; the spelling and grammar...

Wyvern had no difficulty in making his way up to the spot whence the shot had been fired, and arriving there an unexpected sight met his eyes. There, sure enough, was Mtezani, a...

Baffled in their search for Bully Rawson the disappointed savages surged round their two captives like a swarm of devouring ants; and, in fact, it was to the awful, torturing de...

Lalante and her small brother, watching from the bank the earlier struggle with the awful forces, were at first frantic with grief and horror; then the sense of having someone d...

The Kunaga river was "down"; which is to say that the heavy rains of the last three days, especially among the foot-hills wherein it took its source, had converted it into a red...

The crowd of roaring, mouthing, excited savages that ringed them in, was increasing from without, and still the sea of waving spear-blades refrained from overwhelming them. The...

Wyvern found some difficulty in concealing the growing disgust that was upon him as he entered Rawson's kraal. He had by this time been in several native kraals and felt quite a...

Riding slowly home Wyvern's thoughts took on no more cheerful a vein as he looked round upon his farm, which would soon be his no longer. It never ought to have been his at all....

"Yes, I'm afraid there's thunder in the air," said Joe Fleetwood, lazily sharpening a well-worn sheath-knife upon the iron rim of a waggon wheel. "All these runners passing to a...

"Don't know. No--er, well no," as they shook hands. They had been very friendly before Lalante had appeared upon the scene, and even afterwards, Le Sage had a sneaking weakness...

The sun flamed down from a cloudless sky upon the green and gold of the wide valley, hot and sensuous in the early afternoon. The joyous piping of sheeny spreeuws mingled with t...

A tiny sea-side village, red roofs and grey church tower nestling between the slope of great hills clothed with velvety green woods, and the uplands beyond brilliant with yellow...