CHAPTER TWENTY TWO. 

TELLS OF DARK AND THREATENING CLOUDS, AND WAR. 

The exigencies of our somewhat acrobatic tale require, at this point, that we should make a considerable bound. We shall beg the obliging reader to leap with us into the year 1834. 

Hans Marais, moustached, bearded, bronzed, and in the prime of life, sits at the door of a cottage recently built close to that of his father. Beside him sits his wife--formerly Miss Gertrude Brook, and now as sweet and pretty a young woman as you would find in a month's ride through a country where sweet pretty women were, and still are, very numerous in proportion to the population. 

Whether it was that Hans was timid, or Gertie shy, we cannot tell, but somehow it is only three months since they began their united career, and Hans considers himself to have married rather "late in life." Gertie, being now twenty-six, begins to think herself quite an old woman. It is evident, however, that this ancient couple wear well, and are sufficiently happy--if we may presume to judge from appearances. 

"Gertie," said Hans, patting the fingers which handed him his big Dutch pipe, "I fear that my father is determined to go." 

"Do you think so?" said Gertie, while a sad expression chased the sunshine from her face. 

"Yes, he says he cannot stand the treatment we Cape-Dutchmen receive from the British Government, and that he means to give up his farm, take his waggons and goods, and treck away to the north, with the friends who are already preparing to go, in search of free lands in the wilderness where the Union Jack does not fly." 
What year is it?
Who is the male character?
Does he have facial hair?
What color is he?
What kind of house does he have??
Does he have a wife?
Are pretty women easy to come by?
How long has it been since they started their career
How old is Gertie?
Is the couple happy?
What ethnicity are the characters?
Yes. Was did Gertie hand to Hans
Did he fear is father leaving?
What did Gertie say next?
Why is the father thinking about leaving?
From whom?
Where is he planning on trecking?
In search of what?
Which country does he not want to be under?
1834
We shall beg the obliging reader to leap with us into the year 1834. 
Hans Marais
Hans Marais, moustached, bearded, bronzed, and in the prime of life, sits at the door of a cottage recently built close to that of his father.
yes
Hans Marais, moustached, bearded, bronzed, and in the prime of life, sits at the door of a cottage recently built close to that of his father. 
bronzed
Hans Marais, moustached, bearded, bronzed, and in the prime of life, sits at the door of a cottage recently built close to that of his father.
a cottage
Hans Marais, moustached, bearded, bronzed, and in the prime of life, sits at the door of a cottage recently built close to that of his father.
yes
Beside him sits his wife--formerly Miss Gertrude Brook, and now as sweet and pretty a young woman as you would find in a month's ride through a country where sweet pretty women were, and still are, very numerous in proportion to the population. 
yes
Beside him sits his wife--formerly Miss Gertrude Brook, and now as sweet and pretty a young woman as you would find in a month's ride through a country where sweet pretty women were, and still are, very numerous in proportion to the population. 

three months
Whether it was that Hans was timid, or Gertie shy, we cannot tell, but somehow it is only three months since they began their united career, and Hans considers himself to have married rather "late in life." 
,  twenty-six
Gertie, being now twenty-six, begins to think herself quite an old woman.
yes
 It is evident, however, that this ancient couple wear well, and are sufficiently happy--if we may presume to judge from appearances. 
Cape Dutchman?
"Yes, he says he cannot stand the treatment we Cape-Dutchmen receive from the British Government, and that he means to give up his farm, take his waggons and goods, and treck away to the north, with the friends who are already preparing to go, in search of free lands in the wilderness where the Union Jack does not fly."
his big Dutch pipe
"Gertie," said Hans, patting the fingers which handed him his big Dutch pipe, "I fear that my father is determined to go." 
yes
"Gertie," said Hans, patting the fingers which handed him his big Dutch pipe, "I fear that my father is determined to go." 
Do you think so?
"Do you think so?" said Gertie, while a sad expression chased the sunshine from her face. 
he cannot stand the treatment Cape-Dutchmen receive
"Yes, he says he cannot stand the treatment we Cape-Dutchmen receive from the British Government, and that he means to give up his farm, take his waggons and goods, and treck away to the north, with the friends who are already preparing to go, in search of free lands in the wilderness where the Union Jack does not fly."
the British Government
"Yes, he says he cannot stand the treatment we Cape-Dutchmen receive from the British Government, and that he means to give up his farm, take his waggons and goods, and treck away to the north, with the friends who are already preparing to go, in search of free lands in the wilderness where the Union Jack does not fly."
away to the north
"Yes, he says he cannot stand the treatment we Cape-Dutchmen receive from the British Government, and that he means to give up his farm, take his waggons and goods, and treck away to the north, with the friends who are already preparing to go, in search of free lands in the wilderness where the Union Jack does not fly."
of free lands in the wilderness where the Union Jack does not fly
"Yes, he says he cannot stand the treatment we Cape-Dutchmen receive from the British Government, and that he means to give up his farm, take his waggons and goods, and treck away to the north, with the friends who are already preparing to go, in search of free lands in the wilderness where the Union Jack does not fly."
the Union Jack
"Yes, he says he cannot stand the treatment we Cape-Dutchmen receive from the British Government, and that he means to give up his farm, take his waggons and goods, and treck away to the north, with the friends who are already preparing to go, in search of free lands in the wilderness where the Union Jack does not fly."