Khama

Whilst the greatest effort has been made to ensure the quality of this text, due to the historical nature of this content, in some rare cases there may be minor issues with legibility. To-day the railway runs across the wastes, the motor-car bumps over the sandy drifts, and the Sluicing stamp-heads roar where the hyenas lurked. But History speaks in the half-told tales round the outspan fires at night.