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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland by Olive Schreiner: southward, where forty miles off kraals had been destroyed and two hundred
black carcasses were lying in the sun.
Under a group of tall straggling trees among the grass and low scrub, on
the banks of an almost dried up river bed, a small camp had been pitched.
The party had lost their mules, and pending their recovery had already been
there seven days. The three cart loads of provisions they were conveying
to the large camp were drawn up under the trees and had a sail thrown
across them to form a shelter for some of the men; while on the other side
of the cleared and open space that formed the camp, a smaller sail was
thrown across two poles forming a rough tent; and away to the left, a
little cut off from the rest of the camp by some low bushes, was the bell-
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