Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland

Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland

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Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland

Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland

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It was a hot day. The sun poured down its rays over the scattered trees, and stunted bush, and long grass, and over the dried-up riverbeds. Far in the blue, so high the eye could scarcely mark them, vultures were flying south- ward, where forty miles off kraals had been destroyed and two hundred black carcasses were lying in the sun.

Under a group of tall straggling trees among the grass and low scrub, on the banks of an almost dried-up river-bed, a small camp had been pitched.

The party had lost their mules, and pending their recovery had already been there seven days. The three cartloads of provisions they were conveying to the large camp were drawn up under the trees, and had a sail thrown across . . .

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