The life and times of the Right Honourable Cecil John Rhodes 1853-1902 . t you knew more of theworkings of his mind and of his plans than was actuallythe case. In the cool of the evening we rode together to Govern-ment House, and as it was dark ere we again reachedtown we walked our horses, while Rhodes discoursedof fate, free-will, foreknowledge absolute; recited hisreligious beliefs, discussed his past career and futureschemes, and finally came round to the point at whichhe all along aimed—Would I be one of his executors?I pointed out my seniority in age, which he met by declar-ing that his
The life and times of the Right Honourable Cecil John Rhodes 1853-1902 . t you knew more of theworkings of his mind and of his plans than was actuallythe case. In the cool of the evening we rode together to Govern-ment House, and as it was dark ere we again reachedtown we walked our horses, while Rhodes discoursedof fate, free-will, foreknowledge absolute; recited hisreligious beliefs, discussed his past career and futureschemes, and finally came round to the point at whichhe all along aimed—Would I be one of his executors?I pointed out my seniority in age, which he met by declar-ing that his heart was affected to such an extent that hewas like a man under sentence of death, I then objectedthat under his Will all Cape Colony scholarships werevested in the South African College and the VictoriaCollege at Stellenbosch, two institutions mainly fre-quented at that date by Dutch-speaking students, whereasI desired to strengthen the Diocesan College, Ronde-bosch, and the St. Andrews College, Grahams Town,which were conducted more on the lines of English public. o 0 0. p i X o h H U Z h O O H 55 > ?«! 5 BJ X O VI M XH Q H O Hi XPi THE SELECT COMMITTEE, 1897 215 schools. He at once agreed to provide for both theseInstitutions, and requested me to draft a codicil to thateffect. Early next morning the document was drawnup and duly executed, whereupon he exulted like a greatschoolboy—sat upon his hands as was his wont whenpleased, and cried, Ive got you: Ive got you now. On 14th August he drove me to his huts in theMatopos where we spent Sunday. He explained to meen route that he had settled 4000 natives on the estate,including old Babyan and several witch-doctors and otherdangerous characters recently in rebellion. In almostevery second hut there was a chief. Every step in theMatabele peerage was represented. Lo Bengulasown brother was there, with several of his wives, childrenand sisters. I suggested that we should all have ourthroats cut, but he jeered at me as a To
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