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A Rip Van Winkle Of The Kalahari

Auhtor: Frederick Cornell

Language: english
Published: 1915

Genres:

short story collection
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Review by Bob Tobias, January 2005


Rating: (***)
Copyright: Public Domain in the U.S.
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Summary of the Book 'A Rip Van Winkle Of The Kalahari':

A Rip Van Winkle Of The Kalahari by Frederick Cornell. MOST of these stories were written on the veldt at odd times in out- of-the-way prospecting camps in the wilds of the Kalahari Desert or of that equally little-known borderland between Klein Namaqualand and Gordonia Cape Colony and what was at that time known as German South- West Africa.

Excerpts from the Book 'A Rip Van Winkle Of The Kalahari':


... the bull was upon the fallen man, goring and trampling upon him in an awful manner. Leaping from my horse, I put bullet after bullet through the big ...
... wondered since whether the gift of that cheap pipe did not, after all, alter the whole of my life. For that evening, sure enough, the Bushmen again ...
... t'samma we had piled upon them, and soon they were munching away contentedly, whilst we rigged up some sort of shelter and lay and panted till the evening. Then, ...
... there under the big dune with the other packs, I will smoke, for I have missed my tobacco sadly.. How he enjoyed himself, this lighthearted philosopher ...
... my dead. Then I came back to the scherm, my mad fit of rage over, and nothing but grief, and a sorrow too deep for words to express, left in my heart. ...
... as the sharp, delicious flavor perated my scorched palate, ravenously. Cool, full of juice, and of a flavor something like a black-currant, they ...
... through the desert or die where I was. Moreover, in the midst of my bitter reflections there came the comforting recollection that I had still ...
... I knew that I was no longer alone, for though I could see nothing but the grim idol, I could hear around me the murmur of many tongues. Low, but vast ...
... at least my life was to be spared but this talk of not finding the path again did it mean that they would blind me. Even as the thought entered ...
... the immortal Micawber in his faith in something turning up just when things looked their blackest, and he had literally no thought for the morrow, until ...
... were making, and the genuineness of which he, obviously, never doubted. Sydney picked up several small stones himself. The experts were always finding ...
... he rose and grasped Dick's hand, and strong as the latter was he winced at the vigor of that iron grip. And now come. said he, simply, turning as ...
... face more awful by the look of terrible vindictiveness it now wore shoot at the horse.. But before a rifle was forthcoming the two mounted police ...
... in friendly ringen-spiel, I think I would pay you in full for that blow.. Nothing would suit me better, said Dick eagerly, for he regretted the ...
... has those others you found in place of these, and to attempt to explain now would bring complications, and maybe, who knows, place us both in gaol.. Dick ...
... personalities. Splendid chaps, both of them: I never met their like. I can see them now as they sat listening to me. I discussed the trip, and described ...
... not think he is dead. Something worse has happened to him: Klaas believes he is there in that strange place the Hottentots have all heard of there in ...
... leading figure throw up his hands and fall forward upon his face. He had the range better now, and was getting near. A second and a third Bushman fell ...
... sure enough, nightfall brought us to the place, and there was water in abundance. Here we shared coffee and biltong, and afterwards sat smoking and yarning ...
... and before you could 'a' said 'Jack Robinson,' he grabs 'old of me in a clove hitch. I was strong and a bit useful in them days, but I was like ...