Fork, with one end well over the coals; a doubled string, with the turkey
hanging from it, looped over this end; the turkey turned round and round
until the string was twisted to its utmost, and finally string and turkey
were left to themselves, to wind and unwind slowly, an occasional
winding-up being all that was necessary.
The turkey was served at supper, and with it an enormous boiled
cabbage - one of Cheon's successes. Dan was in clover, boiled cabbage
being considered nectar fit for the gods, and after supper he put the
remnants of the feast away for his breakfast. "Cold cabbage goes all
right," he said, as he stowed it carefully away - "particularly for
breakfast."
Then the daily damper was to be made, and I took the dish without a
misgiving. I felt at home there, for bushmen have long since discarded
the old-fashioned damper, and use soda and cream-of-tartar in the
mixture. But ours was an immense camp, and I had reckoned without any
thought. An immense camp requires an immense damper; and, the dish
containing pounds and pounds of flour, when the mixture was ready for
kneading the kneading was beyond a woman's hands - a fact that provided
much amusement to the bushmen.
