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Title: Travel letters from New Zealand, Australia and Africa
Year: 1913 (1910s)
Authors: Howe, E. W. (Edgar Watson), 1853-1937
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Publisher: Topeka, KS : Crane & Co
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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than700. Rhodes spent considerable time on this farm,and frequently went to the high hill where his body wasafterwards buried. In moods of despondency, whenhe knew his illness must soon result in death, he spentseveral moonlight nights on the spot where his graveis now located. Several attendants accompanied him,but he said little to them; he silently looked around atwhat is probably the most majestic scene of desolationin the world. Rhodes was less than fifty when he died,and his thoughts about the vanities of life would havebeen exceedingly interesting in print. He was one ofthe remarkable characters of recent history, and I shalllong remember him; especially because of a statueerected in his memory at the crossing of two principalstreets in Bulav/ayo. This statue is a wonderfullylifelike reproduction of a man, and I have repeatedlylooked at it with more interest than I usually look atworks of art. . . . On the journey to the MatopoHills, we saw frequent bunches of wild baboons; in
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NEW ZEALAND, AUSTRALIA, AND AFRICA. 325 one lot there must have been twenty or thirty. Theseanimals are a nuisance to farmers, as they kill sheep;it is therefore necessary to hunt them with dogs. , . .On the way to the Matopo Hills is a hotel. We atelunch there on our return trip, and a bride and groomstarted out ahead of us, in an automobile. We finallyovertook them, but the bride and groom were utterlyunconscious of our presence, and hugged and kissedmost of the way to Bulawayo. A mother and daughter,traveling acquaintances, accompanied us, and thedaughter was particularly interested in the actions ofthe bride and groom. Later, when we punctured atire, and stopped for repairs, the girl confessed that sheis to be married in a few weeks. She is the daughterof a big farmer in the Transvaal, and will marry a youngbanker. A banker is as particular about marrying arich woman as an army officer. Ever loiow a bankeror an army officer to marry a poor girl ? . . . Thebride and groom in front

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