Plenty of them are sensible enough, and think that the proper thing to do is to attend to their farms and grazing cattle; but there are a set of discontented idiots among them who have stirred them up with a lot of political matter, telling them they are slaves of England's tyrannical rule, and that it is time to strike for their freedom, till they have believed that they are ill-treated.

So now they have risen, and say that they are going to drive all the Rooineks, as they call us English, into the sea, quite forgetting that if we had not helped them the savage tribes around them would have overrun their country and turned them out." "Will they drive us into the sea ?" I asked.
"What do you think ?" said Denham, with a laugh.

"Do you think we are the sort of people to let a party of rough farmers turn us out of Natal, just because they have been stirred up to fight by a gang of political adventurers?
Is your father going to give up his farm that he has spent years of his life in making out of the wilderness ?" "What ?" I cried angrily.

"No! I should think not." "Well, that's bringing it home to you, my lad.

I said your father's farm.