"Trouble and danger too," said Mr. Van Zeilin. "I tell you what, I once saw an ostrich come down on a man like a battering-ram. He knocked the breath out of him with one blow; then he rolled him over and over until he thought he had finished him, when he walked away. The man picked himself up slowly, blinded and bleeding. He had kept his face and head covered as best he could, and had realized that his only chance lay in making no resistance."
"Oh, Mr. Van Zeilin," said Tom, "how glad I am you rescued me in time!"
But this yarn is too long already, so we will not stop to tell you about Tom's return trip to Cape Town. Some other time we may spin you another taken from the log-book of "Little Boy Blue."
[NURSERY RHYMES.]
"Willy boy, Willy boy, where are you going?
I will go with you, if I may."
"I'm going to the meadow to see them a-mowing;
I'm going to help them make the hay."
