Prester John

Time, they say, must best of us capture,
 * And travel and battle and gems and gold

No more can kindle the ancient rapture,
 * For even the youngest of hearts grows old,

But in you, I think, the boy is not over;
 * So take this medley of ways and wars

As the gift of a friend and a fellow-lover
 * Of the fairest country under the stars.

J. B.



Chapter I: The Man on the Kirkcaple Shore Chapter II: Furth! Fortune! Chapter III: Blaauwildebeestefontein Chapter IV: My Journey to the Winter-veld Chapter V: Mr Wardlaw Has a Premonition Chapter VI: The Drums Beat at Sunset Chapter VII: Captain Arcoll Tells a Tale Chapter VIII: I Fall in Again with the Reverend John Laputa Chapter IX: The Store at Umvelos' Chapter X: I Go Treasure-hunting Chapter XI: The Cave of the Rooirand Chapter XII: Captain Arcoll Sends a Message Chapter XIII: The Drift of the Letaba Chapter XIV: I Carry the Collar of Prester John Chapter XV: Morning in the Berg Chapter XVI: Inanda's Kraal Chapter XVII: A Deal and Its Consequences Chapter XVIII: How a Man May Sometimes Put His Trust in a Horse Chapter XIX: Arcoll's Shepherding Chapter XX: My Last Sight of the Reverend John Laputa Chapter XXI: I Climb the Crags a Second Time Chapter XXII: A Great Peril and a Great Salvation Chapter XXIII: My Uncle's Gift Is Many Times Multiplied