But Ou'
Mensefreiter, when he see Ou' Jackalse doin' darie war-dance--swip! he
whip hisse'f t'rough de air, an' de first place he light was down by de
edge o' de drift.

"Dat drift was mighty wider'n he ever tried it afore, but he see Ou'
Jackalse a-springin' an' a-clinkin' his heels togeder on de yonder side,
an' Ou' Mensefreiter he hump hisse'f agen, an'--swip!--he strike for it
to get dat Jackalse anyhow.

"Forty yards was his everyday jump, an' sixty yards at Nachtmaal. But
dis day he bested dat mor'n double, an' yet he don't do enough. Dere
was a big rock a-stickin' out o' de water, a long way short o' bein'
across, an' Ou' Mensefreiter come into it wid his nose, whack! smack!
sich a bash an' a biff dat it yust drove his tail right on up into de
inside of his head, an' dere he was, all in a ball no bigger'n a
water-millon, an' he roll off into de water an' down he go wid de
stream; a-rubble an' a-bubble, an' a-over an' a-pover, till he drownded.
An dat's what happen to darie Mensefreiter," finished Old Hendrik.

"An' what did Ou' Wolf do?" demanded the little girl.

"Oh, Ou' Jackalse he shout for Ou' Wolf to come along. But Ou' Wolf he
look at de drift an' he look at Ou' Jackalse. `Ain't you a-comin'?'
shouts Ou' Jackalse.

"`What do I want to come for?' ses Ou' Wolf. `All de berries I pick now
I'll get a chance to eat 'em myse'f. An' what do I want to come for?
Eatin' berries is better'n hoein' to'acco for half a bisceyt a day. You
go an' hoe; I keep's here wid de bessie berries. Besides--dere's
pun'kin.'"

"And what did Old Jackalse have to do then?" demanded the youngest boy.

"Well, I wouldn' yust like to say what Ou' Jackalse ha' to do," answered
Old Hendrik. "But you can bet on what he didn' do--he didn' hoe."

CHAPTER FOUR.

HOW OLD JACKAL GOT THE PIGS.

The pigs had been very troublesome all the morning, almost destroying
the gate of the garden in their efforts to get at the tempting show
within. It was in reward for the help of the children in driving the
marauders away that Old Hendrik yielded at last to a question of Annie's
and told them another tale.

"But you never told us, Ou' Ta'," said the little girl, "what Old Jackal
did for something to eat in the rinderpest time, after he crossed the
drift in the pumpkin. What did he do?"

"Well," replied the old Hottentot, scratching his head, "I tole you what
he didn't do--he didn't hoe. An' I'll tell you now dat, whatever he i