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THE MEANS OF HAPPINESS
By ODEAN – Part II

  When gold was all unknown,  
    Then honesty was the ‘rule,
  Mean quirking tricks and dishonesty  
    Were left to the knave and fool.
       
  But now, alas! alas !  
    That the thirst and the lust for gold
  Has rushed like a flood o’er the land,  
    And seized on the young and the old;
     
  The poet’s eye can see  
    An envious cursed cloud,
  A ghastly pall with a crimson stain,  
    Spread over the land like a shroud.
     
  And under its baneful shade  
    Are sins as deep as hell,
  There is envy and hate far, far beyond,  
    The power of my pen to tell.
       
  Gold in a way may be good,  
    But gold is not all in all,  
  For God hath placed it under foot  
    And over it spread a pall.  
       
  Gold in a war may be good,  
    As the thunder and hail and snow;  
  It comes like the ‘breath of man,  
    And goes-ah! who can know?  
       
  Gold in a way may be good,  
    But wealth will not purchase rest,  
  Or take a poisoned pang from out  
    The tortured owner’s breast.  
       
  Remember the needle’s eye,  
    And remember once again  
  That treasures rust and corrupt,  
    And that manhood ends in pain.  
       
  Wake from your sordid dreams,  
    Poet and statesman and scribe,  
  Clergy and laity, all beware,  
    Beware of the glamorous bribe.  
       
  Riches, and wealth, and pomp,  
    And yellow glamour of gold,  
  Are but half the story of life,  
    The other is yet untold.

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simply marvellous what these American built wagonettes will stand; not, a bolt had started on the journey. Ours was one of Hooker & Co.’s, of New Haven, Connecticut and must have been of genuinely honest workmanship and material to stand so rough a journey. Our American cousins deserve every recommendation from South African travellers.

                     We had during our stay in Barberton been most hospitably entertained by our old Durban friends, Mrs and Mr W.R. Brown, which added immensely to the pleasure of our visit, and we bade them adieu with the warmest appreciation of their courtesy and kindness. The return journey was made without incident worth recording, and we arrived back fit and well, after a most enjoyable holiday, wonderfully impressed with all we had seen and heard of our local Golconda.

As we passed the coal mines of Dundee, and especially the “Eland’s Laagte” mine near Ladysmith, close by the road, we regretted very much that time would not permit our visiting them, as they have a very special interest for us, hardly inferior to the Gold Field, the illimitable wealth of this district in coal. being of immense importance to us in the near future. We – found the coal being used everywhere, .and on our railway with the best results confirmed by the reports from the steamers plying between here and Cape Town; and with the addition to our present line of railway of some 10 miles we shall be able to put it down at our port in abundance and at a price much below imported fuel. We have every reason, therefore, to be hopeful that our little colony will in the -near future be blessed, with substantial and permanent prosperity, the great factors, coal, gold and iron, being at our doors already.

THE MEANS OF HAPPINESS
By ODEAN – Part I

  Riches, and wealth, and pomp,  
    And the yellow glamour of gold –
  The passing joy, and fleeting power  
    That is measured, and bought, and sold.
       
  This is the phantom chased  
    By the clamorous, thoughtless soul,
  Who seeketh the means of happiness,  
    On this side of the mortal goal.
     
  Gold is a doorstep, a key,  
    A lightning-wing’d spectral shade –
  A glittering crown on an aching head  
    Predestined to wither and fade
     
  The means of happiness lie  
    In honour, and truth, and right,
  And not in the glittering, yellow dross,  
    That is cursed and buried from sight.
       
  When gold was all un known,  
    Then men were men, arid life  
  Was filled with pure nobility,  
    And not with malice and strife.  
       

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occasion and push on the railway at once, for if not, we may depend upon it that our rivals win step in and reap what we have sown.

                     With a railway to the borders of Natal, we could keep open communication with the fields all the year round, as far oxen would travel from our border, the intervening distance, all the winter through, on their own stored-up resources, supplemented by the herbage, scant though it be in the winter months.

The new passenger service just being initiated, will give us command of the passenger traffic as well, for passengers leaving Durban by rail to Ladvsmith on Monday morning, could be in Barberton by Thursday night, or Friday morning with comfort and at moderate cost, sleeping each night at places judiciously selected along the route for that purpose. The Delagoa Bay route is not only closed entirely during eight months of the year by its awful fever, but would then be avoided during the four winter months as well, the necessity for it being entirely obviated by the comfort safety, and convenience of the Natal route.

While we were at Barberton news came in from all sides of fresh and wonderfully rich reefs having been discovered nearer our own border, at Heidelberg or more correctly, between there and Pretoria, the road for which branches off just after the Natal border is crossed, and before reaching the Michaelson’s, referred to in a preceding page.

                     No rush was made from Barberton, as every one there seemed satisfied with his nearer prospects, but we learnt that persons were flocking in to the new diggings from all parts of the colony, the Transvaal, and Free State, and that some 2.000 people were already at work with excellent prospects.

                     The country there is flat and bare, entirely different to the De Kaap mountainous district., but is extremely salubrious, and being nearer to Natal, is more likely to attract a fresh population than Barberton, although in no way a rival, the riches of the latter being assured, and gold, unlike diamonds, being a marketable article in unlimited demand at a fixed price. The good news was confirmed everywhere as we travelled homewards; and it was a subject for regret that time would not permit us to turn off our road to see for ourselves, and bring some report of it back with us. As the press of the colony teems daily now with particulars of this new rush, our failure in this respect will be of little importance; and possibly it may be the writer’s privilege at a later date to give your readers a brief account of these new fields as seen through his spectacles.

                     Zululand, too, is now being prospected with most promising results, although this has long been expected; and any day may give us there new fields as rich as any in the Transvaal, so that Natal and the Transvaal bid fair within a very, short time to attract as much attention as did Australia in its early days of gold mining.

                     For the sake of these two magnificent countries only awaiting development and populating, this is a consummation in the interests of civilisation devoutly to be hoped for.

                     Having seen all we came to sec, we now bethought us of getting homeward; the trap was carefully overhauled horses shod, etc., etc., in preparation. It is

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riend Mr. Greenacre, and two others, a fortune for each-for after paying all expenses there is monthly divided among them a sum represented by four figures. People speak of “the luck of these Hillary’s.” There is no such thing as luck about it; it is the outcome of indefatigable perseverance and industry extending over three years, during which they laboured incessantly, prospected unwearyingly under the greatest discouragements, and spent all the saving;; of their previous industry before success rewarded their courage.

                     I remember two years ago shaking my head, and saying to Mr. George Hillary, “What a fool you are to be living the life of a baboon, following a ‘will o’ the wisp.'” I now wish I, too, had been a baboon. They have, therefore, richly earned their success.

                     Water has been brought in a race across the mountains seven miles, to the hills above the mine, giving a splendid fall for their Pelton, an admirable motive power for their battery. A second Pelton and another battery are in course of erection, which will more than double the output. Italian miners from St. Gotthard do their work well, and the quartz they turn out shows visible gold; the reef is good, and is as yet, only tapped, I saw some splendid ingots of retorted gold here ready for shipment, and a cheery sight it was.

If I had needed convincing of the magnificent future of the mining enterprise of De Kaap a visit here would have confirmed me; but although I came up from Natal a doubter, what I had seen at Sheba, had already convinced me that a turning point in our history had now arrived, and that Natal, equally with the Transvaal, had seen the last of its difficulties; for it is impossible to over estimate the changes for the better in our affairs which these fields must effect.

Mr. Geo. Hillary besides his shares in this concern, is a large shareholder in Nil Desperandum, so his Natal friends can gauge his success, and none who know him will, I am sure grudge it him.

                     I must not omit to mention that returning from Moodie’s we called in passing to see the fine new battery in course of erection by Moodie’s Company a “Sandycroft,” with all the latest improvements, and one of the finest yet introduced. It will prove of great value to the reefs in the vicinity, and I have no doubt reward the enterprise of the company.

                     Barberton was almost in a State of famine’ during our stay there. They had been relying upon their goods coming up via Delagoa Bay, traffic via Natal being slow in winter, and it had entirely failed them.

                     Goods for Barberton had been lying at that port many weeks, while goods from here, ordered subsequently, were arriving. The delay was principally owing to the want of grass for transport cattle; but Natal cannot rely upon such a contingency occurring next winter, and so must be up and doing; and it cannot therefore be too earnestly emphasized that our future prosperity depends upon the extension of our railway system.

                     Given a railway to our border and Customs tariff equitably re-adjusted to meet the circumstances of our Transvaal customers, and our position in Natal is assured-neither Delagoa Bay nor, any other rival can effect us. Will our legislators – putting aside the parrot cry of Merchant v. Farmer – rise to the

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secured plants of fortunately, as also bulbs of a new pretty pink lily, which Mr, Wood, of the Botanic Gardens, has not yet identified, from my imperfect specimens.

                     Our next excursion from Barberton was in the opposite direction, viz. to Moodies. As before mentioned,. This is about seven miles from the town, or rather seven miles to the foot of the hill. This property purchased by a Maritzburg syndicate from Mr. Moodie, represents twelve farms, in extent 48,000 acres and consists for the most part of mountains, many of them of considerable altitude. The whole of these are more or less auriferous some that have been developed prove exceptionally so.

                     It was here that digging was first commenced, and at one time a considerable population of miners and others were located in Three camps, one at the foot, and the others high up on the hills, called respectively the lower, middle and high camps, and it was then a busy place. The terms dictated to the diggers by the company, after it passed into their hands by purchase, were considered oppressive and unjust, viz., prospecting free, and subsequently on finds œ2 a month licence for each claim; 12 first, and latterly 8 per cent on gross yields, with water and wood licences charged additional.

                     The consequences have been that as soon as gold was discovered on Government land a rush was made there, the charges being prospectors 10s. per month, and diggers 20s. per month per claim. Moodie’s was then deserted, except by the diggers who had got a good thing in hand.

I am not prepared to discuss the wisdom of the policy of the company. I merely state the facts the consequences are visible in the ruins of the three villages or camps and in the large population working now on the Sheba range, who, they assert would otherwise have all been at Moodies, to the mutual advantage of all concerned. The company have a most able, energetic, and popular manager in Mr. Anderson, so well known in Natal as a son of our soil, but the directorate being in Maritzburg, he must necessarily have his hands tied to a great extent. Notwithstanding the exodus, there are some of the best concerns on the fields being worked here; and I have no doubt from all I could gather that a modus vivendi may be arrived at which will induce diggers to return again, when the company’s prospects will be indeed promising.

Whitehead’s, Tiger Trap, Natalia, Alpine, and Pioneer, are the properties most familiar to us, and all are good sound-going concerns. Ascending from the De Kaap Valley, we rode up a glen bonded by high, rounded, bare hills, watered by a mountain torrent, and passing Whitehead’s and Tiger Trap-which we had unfortunately no time to visit, although it would have repaid us, as both are admirably managed-we pressed on up the glen until we arrived at the Pioneer, which we had come specially to inspect. I confess that of all the places which I had seen this gave me the most pleasure, for it was in full and perfect working order, with spacious and comfortable houses, shafts, tunnels and machinery, turning out monthly a handsome return to its fortunate owners, although it does not in the latter respect pretend to rival the Bray’s or Thomas’ Reefs.

                     I have the less reserve in speaking (thus freely as the few proprietors work it themselves, and have no intention of forming a company, having ample capital of their own. This is the property of the Brothers Hillary, of Durban, my

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if any larger than a water bucket, attached to wire rope the thickness of one’s finger, was suspended over this awful chasm; into this the affable manager, with the utmost sang froid, invited one of us at a time to step, showing us how to do it, by standing upright one foot in the bucket, the other to be left dangling outside, to keep the instrument of torture from the sides of the shaft, I perspired, the capitalist looked grave, Nimrod smiled grimly; we had not bargained for this, The cidevant commanding officer of volunteers, our capitalist, was not to be deterred, however, and to his everlasting credit be it stated, that after a moment’s hesitation, throwing off his coat, he gaily stepped forward, planted his foot in the tiny vessel, grasped the rope, and in a moment was lost to our agonised gaze! What awful minutes of fearful suspense those were to me gave the signal “all right” came up, who can describe. I would not pass through them again to become the possessor of Thomas’ Reef.

                     The rest of the party, gathering courage from the audacity of our chief, were soon down and up again safely.

                     The shaft shows good and careful mining, as do the two drives of 30 feet each at the bottom; the reef shows from eight to ten feet width, and the quartz all good, A tunnel from the side of the hill facing the river has been driven in 185 feet and is to be continued till it taps the down shaft, when not only will ventilation be perfect, but the stone can be taken out thence instead of being hauled up the shaft.

                     A tramline, already partly laid for 700 yards, will then connect the workings with the stampers, and economise much labour. This company is in a flourishing condition, as since the erection of the machinery in August, 1885, they have received seven dividends of 5 per cent each, and have shipped up till June £14.000 worth of refined gold.

                     The last assay of the tailings showed 3 dwts. to the ton, and means are being taken to save this to the proprietor. The company is to be congratulated on its success and future prospects.

                     The country around the mine is wild and forbidding, covered with masses of rock, and certainly not a place one would select for a home, and yet we found here a snug house with all surroundings of an English home, and were entertained by the manager’s lady in the most charming fashion.

                     The hills around the Sheba are penetrated by kloofs and dongas running up at a steep incline, during the summer months these were watercourses and the inference would follow that gold released by disintegration in the course of ages must have been washed down into the plain below, forming alluvial deposits, but as yet no payable diggings have been discovered.

Mr. Knox unearthed a 60oz. and a 14oz. nugget and other ones have found smaller ones from time to time, but not in quantity to pay. One cannot help feeling that with ripened experience in the art of gold seeking this must follow and give what is called a poor man’s diggings. The unhealthiness of the flats has hitherto retarded too much systematic search.

                     I found here a dandelion (Gerbera jamesonii?) new to me, a large and handsome flower of a rich scarlet, quite a welcome addition our garden treasures, and also a very handsome scarlet “Bauhinia” both of’ which I

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Victorian Mines. The road to these is the same one for half the distance as that which leads to the Sheba; but instead of turning off and ascending the mountains it continues till the Queen’s River is reached, when it trends round the end of the Sheba range, which is pierced here by the Queen’s River, and forms a gap, through which the road to Delagoa Bay penetrates the mountains.

We followed the course of the river, and about eight miles from Barberton reached the Caledonian.

No place on the fields is better placed for unlimited waterpower, and this is skilfully taken advantage of. The battery is an excellent one, and the manager able; but unfortunately the mine was not working, as the reef had suddenly broken off, and pending the sanction of the shareholders the manager had not incurred expense in following it up. Further up the “Poort,” as this pass is called, we came upon the property of the Victoria Company. This is also on the banks of the Queen’s River, and so commands what is indispensable in quartz-reefing-ample water supply. We were kindly received by the manager, Mr. Osborn, and shown over the mine and works.

                     Skill, capital, and work have been bestowed on the property with the best results. Good miners, and a large staff of natives, with carpenters and blacksmiths, were hard at it, and gave the place quite a busy air. This was the first company floated in Durban, has had an uninterrupted course of success, and is undoubtedly one of the best-going concerns on these “fields”.

                     A battery of 10 stampers, manufactured by McNeil, of Durban, was at work, and a second and more powerful one was in course of construction. The latter, with its massive foundations, promises to be a piece of creditable workmanship and is from the Sandycroft Foundry.

                     The process of crushing is very simple; the quartz in small blocks is run into small iron boxes, in which, working perpendicularly, are the massive hammers or pestles; a stream of water flows continuously through these boxes and carries off the quartz, now reduced to powder, and in the shape of a turbid fluid, through fine wire sieves into shallow grooves or troughs, the sieves intercept some gold the troughs retain more, and the overflowing liquid then passes over broad wooden trays laid at an incline., On these trays are copper plates covered wit h quicksilver, which captures inn its passage over them the fine particles of gold held in suspension by the water. The water continuing its flow passes subsequently over blankets spread over more trays, and these again are intended to detain any particles of the precious metal, which has possibly evaded the quicksilver.

                     The gold thus deposited, as well as that on the plates, is periodically collected, and being placed in a retort the quicksilver is driven off and the gold left intact. The quicksilver is, however, not lost, but is detained by a mechanical process, and made to do duty for an indefinite period.

The battery here is kept going night and as at most of the mines Sundays excepted.

We now proceeded to inspect the mine, and standing at the mouth of the shaft 120 feet deep, and peering over into its cimmerian darkness, we could see below the faint twinkle of lights, while up the shaft came the sound of the hammer and drill, and the subdued murmur of voices. A small bucket, not much

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dotted in little specks over its surface, and created quite a flutter as we handled it. The Thomas Brothers own a claim adjoining, bought from Proctor, not yet more than prospected, but which promises excellent results. The one they were working was opened ‘up by a shaft 65 feet deep by 4 wide, with a drive of 25 feet at bottom. The 4 feet does not represent the entire width of the reef, as that has yet to determined by working; but with the most primitive appliances and this narrow shaft the first 30 tons yielded them 1000, or say an average of 30 ounces to the ton! At the mouth of the shaft was lying some 70 tons waiting crushing all equally rich with the first30-verily perfect mine of wealth. The wretched machine in use enabled the brothers to crush but 5 cwt. per day – what the returns are likely to be with proper stampers can readily be conceived. From the top of the hill the quartz can readily be shot down by wire rope to the Queen’s River below, so that every facility is offered for working this mine when the proper time arrives; and altogether this property, reasoning from analogy, must be of incalculable value.

                     A Durban firm was endeavouring to effect a purchase while we were there and the sum mentioned as the offer was a gigantic fortune for these two brothers. Since we returned to Durban we learn the sale has been effected, and that the mine passes into the hands of Messrs. Adler Bros. of Durban, although the competition for it at Barberton was very keen.

Mr. Bray, the Nestor of Barberton fields, exhibits his confidence in it by taking a large number of shares. Advance Natal!

A LOOK AT THE REEFS AND MINES

                     We left Thomas’ with a sigh of regret possibly even a bit of envy-but heartily congratulating the brothers of their good fortune. On this Sheba range of hills and its offshoots are situated many valuable properties, most being energetically developed.

                     Close to Thomas’ Reef is another Natal man, Mr. Solicitor McNeil and his brother on their Joe’s Luck Reef, which gives every promise of something- good, and is being carefully worked. McNeil’s success had particular interest for us, as he is a well-known Durban man, and has had a lot of hard and depressing work before finding anything.

                     Scattered about are the well-known and familiar reefs Kidson’s, Lost Tribes. British Victory, Wheel of Fortune, et hoc, and too numerous to burden your pages with; but they seem merely a drop in the bucket with the width of country yet to be prospected and developed, the wealth of which, there is every reason to believe, is practically inexhaustible.

                     We left this grand mountain range with reluctance to descend into the warm valley, the descent been effected exceedingly rapidly in some places with very little exertion,. Except that of picking ourselves up after, oddly enough, the hillside had slipped from under us. I omitted to say that while we were at Barberton The Bray’s Reef Company paid another dividend, making now in all 75 per cent, on the original capital. Not a bad investment.

                     On the following day we rode out to have a look at the Caledonian and

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yet from the apparently commonplace material was being daily extracted immense wealth. Kafirs were busy carrying on their heads small bags of quartz to the top of the hill above the quarry. Here it was emptied into wagons and thence conveyed to the top of a high hill six miles distant, whence it was slid down on sledges to the wagons waiting below, to be by them again carried another six miles to a battery. This is of course a clumsy, wasteful, and costly mode of handling the material, but pending the erection of their own machinery, already referred to, the proprietors have no alternative; with proper app1iances, and the aid of the tramline, a very great saving must be effected for the shareholders in the immediate future. Mr. Bray after whom the reef is named, was one of its discoverers, and richly deserves all the success he has attained, having long and patiently worked the country round without previous success. He is a quiet, unassuming elderly gentleman, with a fine face and silvery beard; everyone seemed to have a good word for him. I regretted not having the pleasure of meeting him, as his story must be a most interesting one.

                     Above the quarry, on a charming plateau commanding a fine view of the surrounding sea of mountains, is the little village of Eureka City, two hotels, shops, bakery, butchery and some snug houses. This is 14 miles from Barberton.

Here again we found old Durban friends, Mr. Heller being the first to welcome us. He has extensive business premises and was doing a flourishing business, we were pleased to notice. The capitalist was received with the utmost effusion and every demonstration of pleasure by another Durbanite, Mrs Sherwood, who has a tidy and very comfortable hotel, while her husband conducted a butchery, both doing remarkably well. In honour of her distinguished guests Mrs. Sherwood prepared a grand feast, thinking nothing too good for him, to which we sat down and did ample justice with some forty others, mostly Natal men. A noble plum pudding, made especially for my friend, taxed even his powers of consumption, and put every one in high good humour, resulting in a most jolly evening. Before the table was cleared the financial secretary rose to propose the health of the landlady; and said, that, “although he could not claim either the wisdom or wealth of the great Solomon, yet in one particular he claimed to rival him, and that was in his ardent admiration for the Queen of Sheba, one of Natal’s fair daughters. ” The toast was received with musical honours, for “She is a jolly good fellow” and so for the rest of her life will this good landlady remain the “Queen of Sheba”.

Early next morning we went over to a neighbouring ridge to inspect another of the wonders of this wonderful place, Thomas’ Reef. This is the property of the two brothers Thomas from Natal, formerly contractors on the railway there, and more lately employed near Maritzburg in opening up a copper lode. They are Cornishmen, hard working, and until now poor men, toiling with their own horny hands with pick and shovel. Their good fortune does not seem to have discomposed them ill any way. They take it, as they would have taken ill luck, in the most matter of fact manner. We had everywhere been asked: “Have you been to Bray’s and Thomas’ reefs yet?” “They are our lions, the latter we call our jeweller’s shop.” Well here is the “jeweller’s shop,” and I’d like much to be the jeweller.

                     At Bray’s we were disappointed because we could not see the gold. Here our expectations were fully met, for the “quartz which had been sent up the shaft was on some pieces studded with tiny nuggets; in others the gold was

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Durbanite, Mr. Greene, both looking stout and hearty. we were hospitably entertained, and after tiffin, under the guidance of our friends, went off on foot to inspect the better-known reefs.

Nil Desperandum Reef was close by, a wide and rugged band of quartz projecting above ground and following the steep hillside from top to bottom, where it became lost in the dense bush of a kloof. Tunnels were being driven in several places into the face of the hill, and a shaft had been sunk to trace and follow up the reef, all under the charge of an experienced miner and staff. A good deal of heavy work had been done, the reef laid bare in places, and first class quartz it yielded; gold distinctly visible to the naked eye in many specimens. Although I do not pretend to any mining or reefing knowledge, the veriest tyro in these arts could not help being struck with the massive reef thus exposed, and the economy it would thereby effect in mining operations, the cost of working having by kindly nature been reduced thus to a minimum. I was struck by the enthusiasm in his work and prospects evidenced by Mr. Hillary, the managing director, and one of the principal proprietors of the property. Well might he be enthusiastic, for a certain and ample fortune lies at his feet.

                     Reefs here by the way are spoken of in the feminine gender-why I can’t conceive, unless it be that their hearts readily yield to shafts when skilfully planted, and their finer qualities I come out best only under crushing difficulties. The miner said “she was a beauty,” and “she would yield ever so many ounces,” and “she was going to show something as ‘ud surprise you presently,” all of which I had no reason to doubt.”

                     Following this line of the reef down into the kloofs we came to a small stream between two steep hills covered at their feet with dense bush. This kloof widens as it descends, until it emerges on the banks of the Fig tree or Fever Creek; and it is where the kloof debouches that the battery is about being erected for the Nil Desperadum with which it will be connected by the Sheba train ways Company’s steam line now in preparation.

                     Going down this kloof on our left hand and high above the fringe of bush, are some of the most celebrated reefs, the Oriental, a huge cliff of auriferous quartz, Edwin Bray’s, a similar reef or cliff, wedged in between the Oriental and the Bray’s Quarry.

The last is, or at any rate the bared portion of it is, high upon the hill above the kloof; how far it descends into it I could not ascertain. These three properties are said to be exceedingly rich in metal. The quarry, of course, has proved this beyond doubt, eight ounces per ton having been extracted from it, with indifferent machinery, and with a probably heavy loss in the tailings. The tramway referred to is intended to serve all these properties, as all batteries will be erected near each other. At the end of the kloof, where is the only water supply, and in anticipation of the coming industry to be there focused, a township is already being pegged out, and lots bought up for business stands, and soon this lately romantic and lonely kloof will be scene of bustling and highly remunerative industry, yielding up its vast wealth to the courage and enterprise of the Anglo Saxon.

Scrambling up the hillside through the bush now fast giving way to the engineer in preparation for his work, we emerge at Bray’s Golden Quarry, of which we had heard so much. As its name denotes it is simply a quarry on the face of a steep hillside, differing in no outward respect from any other quarry that had seen. The gold was not visible to the naked eye in any pieces inspected, and