ABSTRACT
And so, slowly, we rode across the frontier, away from the farthest outposts of the West, back into the wilderness. My excursion into “civilization”, of which I had expected so much—my sojourn among people of my own colour—did not seem to have been a success this time. I had met a whole lot of white people, but very few of them had regarded me with friendliness. I had seen quantities of modern weapons and a great many typewriters, but nothing of all this had particularly appealed to me.
