His father was a Boer hound, the first that came into the country.

That dog once killed a leopard all by himself.

Well, this was the end of Koos! Meanwhile, we had been running.

Now we were but three hundred paces from the gate of the kraal, and there was something going on inside it; that we could see from the noise and the dust.

The four soldiers, leaving the dead dog and the dying man, came after us swiftly.