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and　children。　The　man　fought　wellhe　slew　three　of　my　people。　Then

this　dog　was　afraid　to　meet　him　face　to　face。　He　killed　him　with　a

throwing　assegai；　and　afterwards　he　stabbed　the　woman。　That　is

nothing；　but　he　should　have　fought　the　husband　hand　to　hand。　Now　I

will　do　him　honour。　He　shall　fight　to　the　death　with　one　of　these　pigs

from　thy　sty；〃　and　he　pointed　with　his　spear　to　the　men　of　my　father's

kraal；　〃and　the　one　who　survives　shall　be　run　down　as　they　tried　to

run　you　down。　I　will　send　back　the　other　pig　to　the　sty　with　a

message。　Choose；　children　of　Makedama；　which　of　you　will　live。〃



Now　the　two　men　of　my　tribe　were　brothers；　and　loved　one　another；　and

each　of　them　was　willing　to　die　that　the　other　might　go　free。

Therefore；　both　of　them　stepped　forward；　saying　that　they　would　fight

the　Zulu。



〃What；　is　there　honour　among　pigs？〃　said　Chaka。　〃Then　I　will　settle

it。　See　this　assegai？　I　throw　it　into　the　air；　if　the　blade　falls

uppermost　the　tall　man　shall　go　free；　if　the　shaft　falls　uppermost；

then　life　is　to　the　short　one；　so！〃　And　he　sent　the　little　spear

whirling　round　and　round　in　the　air。　Every　eye　watched　it　as　it

wheeled　and　fell。　The　haft　struck　the　ground　first。



〃Come　hither；　thou；〃　said　Chaka　to　the　tall　brother。　〃Hasten　back　to

the　kraal　of　Makedama；　and　say　to　him；　Thus　says　Chaka；　the　Lion　of

the　Zulu…ka…Malandela；　'Years　ago　thy　tribe　refused　me　milk。　To…day

the　dog　of　thy　son　Mopo　howls　upon　the　roof　of　thy　hut。'　Begone！〃＇1＇



＇1＇　Among　the　Zulus　it　is　a　very　bad　omen　for　a　dog　to　climb　the　roof

　　　　of　a　hut。　The　saying　conveyed　a　threat　to　be　appreciated　by　every

　　　　Zulu。ED。



The　man　turned；　shook　his　brother　by　the　hand；　and　went；　bearing　the

words　of　evil　omen。



Then　Chaka　called　to　the　Zulu　and　the　last　of　those　who　had　followed

us　to　kill　us；　bidding　them　fight。　So；　when　they　had　praised　the

prince　they　fought　fiercely；　and　the　end　of　it　was　that　the　man　of　my

people　conquered　the　Zulu。　But　as　soon　as　he　had　found　his　breath

again　he　was　set　to　run　for　his　life；　and　after　him　ran　five　chosen

men。



Still；　it　came　about　that　he　outran　them；　doubling　like　a　hare；　and

got　away　safely。　Nor　was　Chaka　angry　at　this；　for　I　think　that　he　bade

the　men　who　hunted　him　to　make　speed　slowly。　There　was　only　one　good

thing　in　the　cruel　heart　of　Chaka；　that　he　would　always　save　the　life

of　a　brave　man　if　he　could　do　so　without　making　his　word　nothing。　And

for　my　part；　I　was　glad　to　think　that　the　man　of　my　people　had

conquered　him　who　murdered　the　children　of　the　dying　woman　that　we

found　at　the　kraal　beyond　the　river。







CHAPTER　V



MOPO　BECOMES　THE　KING'S　DOCTOR



These；　then；　my　father；　were　the　events　that　ended　in　the　coming　of

me；　Mopo；　and　of　my　sister　Baleka　to　the　kraal　of　Chaka；　the　Lion　of

the　Zulu。　Now　you　may　ask　why　have　I　kept　you　so　long　with　this　tale；

which　is　as　are　other　tales　of　our　people。　But　that　shall　be　seen；　for

from　these　matters；　as　a　tree　from　a　seed；　grew　the　birth　of

Umslopogaas　Bulalio；　Umslopogaas　the　Slaughterer；　and　Nada　the

Beautiful；　of　whose　love　my　story　has　to　tell。　For　Nada　was　my

daughter；　and　Umslopogaas；　though　few　knew　it；　was　none　other　than　the

son　of　Chaka；　born　of　my　sister　Baleka。



Now　when　Baleka　recovered　from　the　weariness　of　our　flight；　and　had

her　beauty　again；　Chaka　took　her　to　wife；　numbering　her　among　his

women；　whom　he　named　his　〃sisters。〃　And　me　Chaka　took　to　be　one　of　his

doctors；　of　his　izinyanga　of　medicine；　and　he　was　so　well　pleased　with

my　medicine　that　in　the　end　I　became　his　head　doctor。　Now　this　was　a

great　post；　in　which；　during　the　course　of　years；　I　grew　fat　in　cattle

and　in　wives；　but　also　it　was　one　of　much　danger。　For　when　I　rose

strong　and　well　in　the　morning；　I　could　never　know　but　that　at　night　I

should　sleep　stiff　and　red。　Many　were　the　doctors　whom　Chaka　slew；

doctored　they　never　so　well；　they　were　killed　at　last。　For　a　day　would

surely　come　when　the　king　felt　ill　in　his　body　or　heavy　in　his　mind；

and　then　to　the　assegai　or　the　torment　with　the　wizard　who　had

doctored　him！　Yet　I　escaped；　because　of　the　power　of　my　medicine；　and

also　because　of　that　oath　which　Chaka　had　sworn　to　me　as　a　child。　So

it　came　about　that　where　the　king　went　there　I　went　with　him。　I　slept

near　his　hut；　I　sat　behind　him　at　council；　in　the　battle　I　was　ever　at

his　side。



Ah！　the　battle！　the　battle！　In　those　days　we　knew　how　to　fight；　my

father！　In　those　days　the　vultures　would　follow　our　impis　by

thousands；　the　hyenas　would　steal　along　our　path　in　packs；　and　none

went　empty　away。　Never　may　I　forget　the　first　fight　I　stood　in　at　the

side　of　Chaka。　It　was　just　after　the　king　had　built　his　great　kraal　on

the　south　bank　of　the　Umhlatuze。　Then　it　was　that　the　chief　Zwide

attacked　his　rival　Chaka　for　the　third　time　and　Chaka　moved　out　to

meet　him　with　ten　full　regiments；＇1＇　now　for　the　first　time　armed　with

the　short　stabbing…spear。



＇1＇　About　30；000　men。ED。



The　ground　lay　this：　On　a　long；　low　hill　in　front　of　our　impi　were

massed　the　regiments　of　Zwide；　there　were　seventeen　of　them；　the　earth

was　black　with　their　number；　their　plumes　filled　the　air　like　snow。

We；　too；　were　on　a　hill；　and　between　us　lay　a　valley　down　which　there

ran　a　little　stream。　All　night　our　fires　shone　out　across　the　valley；

all　night　the　songs　of　soldiers　echoed　down　the　hills。　Then　the　grey

dawning　came；　the　oxen　lowed　to　the　light；　the　regiments　arose　from

their　bed　of　spears；　they　sprang　up　and　shook　the　dew　from　hair　and

shieldyes！　they　arose！　the　glad　to　die！　The　impi　assumed　its　array

regiment　by　regiment。　There　was　the　breast　of　spears；　there　were　the

horns　of　spears；　they　were　numberless　as　the　stars；　and　like　the　stars

they　shone。　The　morning　breeze　came　up　and　fanned　them；　their　plumes

bent　in　the　breeze；　like　a　plain　of　seeding　grass　they　bent；　the

plumes　of　the　soldiers　ripe　for　the　assegai。　Up　over　the　shoulder　of

the　hill　came　the　sun　of　Slaughter；　it　glowed　red　upon　the　red

shields；　red　grew　the　place　of　killing；　the　white　plumes　of　the　chiefs

were　dipped　in　the　blood　of　heaven。　They　knew　it；　they　saw　the　omen　of

death；　and；　ah！　they　laughed　in　the　joy　of　the　waking　of　battle。　What

was　death？　Was　it　not　well　to　die　on　the　spear？　What　was　death？　Was　it

not　well　to　die　for　the　king？　Death　was　the　arms　of　Victory。　Victory

would　be　their　bride　that　night；　and　oh！　her　breast　is　fair。



Hark！　the　war…song；　the　Ingomo；　the　music　of　which　has　the　power　to

drive　men　mad；　rose　far　away　to　the　left；　and　was　thrown　along　from

regiment　to　regimenta　rolling　ball　of　sound



We　are　the　king's　kine；　bred　to　be　butchered；

　　You；　too；　are　one　of　us！

We　are　the　Zulu；　children　of　the　Lion；

　　What！　did　you　tremble？



Suddenly　Chaka　was　seen　stalking　through　the　ranks；　followed　by　his

captains；　his　indunas；　and　by　me。　He　walked　along　like　a　great　buck；

death　was　in　his　eyes；　and　like　a　buck　he　sniffed　the　air；　scenting

the　air　of　slaughter。　He　lifted　his　assegai；　and　a　silence　fell；　only

the　sound　of　chanting　still　rolled　along　the　hills。



〃Where　are　the　children　of　Zwide？〃　he　shouted；　and　his　voice　was　like

the　voice　of　a　bull。



〃Yonder；　father；〃　answered　the　regiments。　And　every　spear　pointed

across　the　valley。



〃They　do　not　come；〃　he　shouted　again。　〃Shall　we　then　sit　here　till　we

grow　old？〃



〃No；　father；〃　they　answered。　〃Begin！　begin！〃



〃Let　the　Umkandhlu　regiment　come　forward！〃　he　shouted　a　third　time；

and　as　he　spoke　the　black　shields　of　the　Umkandhlu　leaped　from　the

ranks　of　the　impi。



〃Go；　my　children！〃　cried　Chaka。　〃There　is　the　foe。　Go　and　return　no

more！〃



〃We　hear　you；　father！〃　they　answered　with　one　voice；　and　moved　down

the　slope　like　a　countless　herd　of　game　with　horns　of　steel。



Now　they　crossed　the　stream；　and　now　Zwide　awoke。　A　murmur　went

through　his　companies；　lines　of　light　played　above　his　spears。



Ou！　they　are　coming！　Ou！　they　have　met！　Hearken　to　the　thunder　of　the

shields！　Hearken　to　the　song　of　battle！



To　and　fro　they　swing。　The　Umkandhlu　gives　wayit　flies！　They　pour

back　across　the　streamhalf　of　them；　the　rest　are　dead。　A　howl　of

rage　goes　up　from　the　host；　only　Chaka　smiles。



〃Open　up！　open　up！〃　he　cries。　〃Make　room　for　the　Umkandhlu　GIRLS！〃　And

with　hanging　heads　they　pass　us。



Now　he　whispers　a　word　to　the　indunas。　The　indunas　run；　they　whisper

to　Menziwa　the　general　and　to　the　captains；　then　two　regiments　rush

down　the　hill；　two　more　run　to　the　right；　and　yet　another　two　to　the

left。　But　Chaka　stays　on　the　hill　with　the　three　that　are　left。　Again

comes　the　roar　of　the　meeting　shields。　Ah！　these　are　men：　they　fight；

they　do　not　run。　Regiment　after　regiment　pours　upon　them；　but　still

they　stand。　They　fall　by　hundreds　and　by　thousands；　but　no　man　shows

his　back；　and　on　each　man　there　lie　two　dead。　Wow！　my　father；　of　those

two　regiments　not　one　escaped。　They　were　but　boys；　but　they　were　the

children　of　Chaka。　Menziwa　was　buried　beneath　the　heaps　of　his

warriors。　Now　there　are　no　such　men。



They　are　all　dead　and　quiet。　Chaka　still　holds　his　hand！　He　looks　to

the　north　and　to　the　south。　See！　spears　are　shining　among　the　trees。

Now　the　horns　of　our　host　close　upon　the　flanks　of　the　foe。　They　slay

and　are　slain；　but　the　men　of　Zwide　are　many　and　brave；　and　the　battle

turns　against　us。



Then　again　Chaka　speaks　a　word。　The　captains　hear；　the　soldiers

stretch　out　their　necks　to　listen。



It　has　come　at　last。　〃Charge！　Children　of　the　Zulu！〃



There　is　a　roar；　a　thunder　of　feet；　a　flashing　of　spears；　a　bending　of

plumes；　and；　like　a　river　that　has　burnt　its　banks；　like　storm…clouds

before　the　gale；　we　sweep　down　upon　friend　and　foe。　They　form　up　to

meet　us；　the　stream　is　passed；　our　wounded　rise　upon　their　haunches

and　wave　us　on。　We　trample　them　down。　What　matter？　They　can　fight　no

more。　Then　we　meet　Zwide　rushing　to　greet　us；　as　bull　meets　bull。　Ou！

my　father；　I　know　no　more。　Everything　grows　red。　That　fight！　that

fight！　We　swept　them　away。　When　it　was　done　there　was　nothing　to　be

seen；　but　the　hillside　was　black　and　red。　Few　fled；　few　were　left　to

fly。　We　passed　over　them　like　fire；　we　ate　them　up。　Presently　we

paused；　looking　for　the　foe。　All　were　dead。　The　host　of　Zwide　was　no

more。　Then　we　mustered。　Ten　regiments　had　looked　upon　the　morning　sun；

three　regiments　saw　the　sun　sink；　the　rest　had　gone　where　no　suns

shine。



Such　were　our　battles　in　the　days　of　Chaka！



You　ask　of　the　Umkandhlu　regiment　which　fled。　I　will　tell　you。　When　we

reached　our　kraal　once　more；　Chaka　summoned　that　regiment　and　mustered

it。　He　spoke　to　them　gently；　gently。　He　thanked　them　for　their

service。　He　said　it　was　natural　that　〃girls〃　should　faint　at　the　sight

of　blood　and　turn　to　seek　their　kraals。　Yet　he　had　bid　them　come　back

no　more　and　they　had　come　back！　What　then　was　there　now　left　for　him

to　do？