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he asked . Those people carry the doctrine of the survival of the fittest to its extreme , you see . `` It was the night after I had got rid of the old woman that I made my first acquaintance with my friend yonder , '' and he nodded towards the skull that seemed to be grinning down at us in the shadow of the wide mantel-shelf . `` I had trekked from dawn till eleven o'clock -- a long trek -- but I wanted to get on , and had turned the oxen out to graze , sending the voorlooper to look after them , my intention being to inspan again about six o'clock , and trek with the moon till ten . Then I got into the waggon , and had a good sleep till half-past two or so in the afternoon , when I rose and cooked some meat , and had my dinner , washing it down with a pannikin of black coffee -- for it was difficult to get preserved milk in those days . Just as I had finished , and the driver , a man called Tom , was washing up the things , in comes the young scoundrel of a voorlooper driving one ox before him . ``` Where are the other oxen ? '