On the 26th of January, 1818, I arrived, with emotions of the deepest gratitude to God, at Africaner's kraal, (afterwards called, by Mr. Ebner, Vreede Berg, and then Jerusalem,) being kindly received by Mr. E. Africaner's brother, who had charge of my wagon, took it to a large tree in the village, at some hundred yards' distance from the temporary hut of Mr. Ebner. This I did not like, but knew that sometimes it was wiser to be silent than to speak. Appearances were not so inviting as I had hoped to find them; and Christian Africaner, the chief, was some time before he came to welcome me. I was not aware of any unpleasant feeling existing between the missionary and the people, although I was startled, before I left the colony, to hear Mr. Ebner describe them as a wicked, suspicious, and dangerous people, baptized as well as unbaptized.

After remaining an hour or more in this situation, Christian Africaner made his appearance; and after the usual salutation, inquired if I was the missionary appointed by the Directors in London; to which I replied in the affirmative. This seemed to afford him much pleasure; and he added, that as I was young, he hoped that I should live long with him and his people. He then ordered a number of women to come; I was rather puzzled to know what he intended by sending for women, till they arrived, bearing bundles of native mats and long sticks, like fishing-rods.