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spiritual　springs　of　being；　as　in　those　rare　instances　when　the　material

veil　of　life　seems　to　be　rent　by　a　mighty　hand；　and　we　feel　the　presence

and　the　comfort　of　God　within　us　and　about　us；　guiding　our　footsteps　to

the　ineffable　end；　which　is　Himself。　　Occasionally；　however；　all　these；

physical　satisfaction　and　love　divine　and　human；　are　blended　to　a　whole；

like　soul　and　body；　and　we　can　say；　〃Now　I　know　what　is　joy。〃



Such　an　hour　came　to　me　on　the　evening　of　that　day　of　the　winning　of　my

bet　with　Dingaan；　when　a　dozen　lives　or　so　were　set　against　my　nerve　and

skill。　　These　had　not　failed　me；　although　I　knew　that　had　it　not　been

for　the　inspiration　of　the　Hottentot　Hans　（who　sent　it；　I　wonder？）　they

would　have　been　of　no　service　at　all。　　With　all　my　thought　and

experience；　it　had　never　occurred　to　me　that　the　wonderful　eyes　of　the

vultures　would　see　the　flash　of　the　powder　even　through　the　pervading

sunlight；　and　swerve　before　the　deadly　bullet　could　reach　them。



On　that　night　I　was　indeed　a　hero　in　a　small　way。　　Even　Henri　Marais

thawed　and　spoke　to　me　as　a　father　might　to　his　child；　he　who　always

disliked　me　in　secret；　partly　because　I　was　an　Englishman；　partly

because　I　was　everything　to　his　daughter　and　he　was　jealous；　and　partly

for　the　reason　that　I　stood　in　the　path　of　his　nephew；　Hernan　Pereira；

whom　he　either　loved　or　feared；　or　both。　　As　for　the　rest　of　them；　men；

women　and　children；　they　thanked　and　blessed　me　with　tears　in　their

eyes；　vowing　that；　young　as　I　was；　thenceforth　I　and　no　other　should　be

their　leader。　　As　may　be　imagined；　although　it　is　true　that　she　set　down

my　success　to　her　meal　of　bullock's　liver　and　the　nap　which　she　had

insisted　on　my　taking；　the　Vrouw　Prinsloo　was　the　most　enthusiastic　of

them　all。



〃Look　at　him；〃　she　said；　pointing　with　her　fat　finger　at　my

insignificant　self　and　addressing　her　family。　　〃If　only　I　had　such　a

husband　or　a　son；　instead　of　you　lumps　that　God　has　tied　to　me　like

clogs　to　the　heels　of　a　she…ass；　I　should　be　happy。〃



〃God　did　that　in　order　to　prevent　you　from　kicking；　old　vrouw；〃　said　her

husband；　a　quiet　man　with　a　vein　of　sardonic　humour。　　〃If　only　He　had

tied　another　clog　to　your　tongue；　I　should　be　happy　also〃；　whereon　the

vrouw　smacked　his　head　and　her　children　got　out　of　the　way　sniggering。



But　the　most　blessed　thing　of　all　was　my　interview　with　Marie。　　All　that

took　place　between　us　can　best　be　left　to　the　imagination；　since　the

talk　of　lovers；　even　in　such　circumstances；　is　not　interesting　to

others。　　Also；　in　a　sense；　it　is　too　sacred　to　repeat。　　One　sentence　I

will　set　down；　however；　because　in　the　light　of　after　events　I　feel　that

it　was　prophetic；　and　not　spoken　merely　by　chance。　　It　was　at　the　end　of

our　talk；　as　she　was　handing　me　back　the　pistol　that　I　had　given　her　for

a　certain　dreadful　purpose。



〃Three　times　you　have　saved　my　life；　Allanonce　at　Maraisfontein；　once

from　starvation；　and　now　from　Dingaan；　whose　touch　would　have　meant　my

death。　　I　wonder　whether　it　will　ever　be　my　turn　to　save　yours？〃



She　looked　down　for　a　little　while；　then　lifted　her　head　and　laid　her

hand　upon　my　shoulder；　adding　slowly：　〃Do　you　know；　Allan；　I　think　that

it　will　at　the〃　and　suddenly　she　turned　and　left　me　with　her　sentence

unfinished。





So　thus　it　came　about　that　by　the　help　of　Providence　I　was　enabled　to

rescue　all　these　worthy　folk　from　a　miserable　and　a　bloody　death。　　And

yet　I　have　often　reflected　since　that　if　things　had　gone　differently；

if；　for　instance；　that　king　aasvogel　had　found　strength　to　carry　itself

away　to　die　at　a　distance　instead　of　soaring　straight　upwards　like　a

towering　partridge；　as　birds　injured　in　the　lungs　will　often　doI

suppose　in　search　of　airit　might　have　been　better　in　the　end。　　Then　I

should　certainly　have　shot　Dingaan　dead　and　every　one　of　us　would　as

certainly　have　been　killed　on　the　spot。　　But　if　Dingaan　had　died　that

day；　Retief　and　his　companions　would　never　have　been　massacred。　　Also　as

the　peaceful　Panda；　his　brother；　would；　I　suppose；　have　succeeded　to　the

throne；　probably　the　subsequent　slaughter　at　Weenen；　and　all　the　after

fighting；　would　never　have　taken　place。　　But　so　it　was　fated；　and　who　am

I　that　I　should　quarrel　with　or　even　question　the　decrees　of　fate？　

Doubtless　these　things　were　doomed　to　happen；　and　they　happened　in　due

course。　　There　is　nothing　more　to　be　said。



Early　on　the　following　morning　we　collected　our　oxen；　which；　although

still　footsore；　were　now　full　fed　and　somewhat　rested。　　An　hour　or　two

later　began　our　trek；　word　having　come　to　us　from　Dingaan　that　we　must

start　at　once。　　Also　he　sent　us　guides；　under　the　command　of　the　captain

Kambula；　to　show　us　the　road　to　Natal。



I　breakfasted　that　day　with　the　Reverend　Mr。　Owen　and　his　people；　my

object　being　to　persuade　him　to　come　away　with　us；　as　I　did　not　consider

that　Zululand　was　a　safe　place　for　white　women　and　children。　　My　mission

proved　fruitless。　　Mrs。　Hulley；　the　wife　of　the　absent　interpreter；　who

had　three　little　ones；　Miss　Owen　and　the　servant；　Jane　Williams；　were

all　of　them　anxious　enough　to　do　as　I　suggested。　　But　Mr。　and　Mrs。　Owen；

who　were　filled　with　the　true　fervour　of　missionaries；　would　not　listen。

　They　said　that　God　would　protect　them；　that　they　had　only　been　a　few

weeks　in　the　country；　and　that　it　would　be　the　act　of　cowards　and　of

traitors　to　fly　at　the　very　beginning　of　their　work。　　Here　I　may　add

that　after　the　massacre　of　Retief　they　changed　their　opinion；　small

blame　to　them；　and　fled　as　fast　as　anyone　else。



I　told　Mr。　Owen　how　very　close　I　had　gone　to　shooting　Dingaan；　in　which

event　they　might　all　have　been　killed　with　us。　　This　news　shocked　him

much。　　Indeed；　he　lectured　me　severely　on　the　sins　of　bloodthirstiness

and　a　desire　for　revenge。　　So；　finding　that　we　looked　at　things

differently；　and　that　it　was　of　no　use　wasting　breath　in　argument；　I

wished　him　and　his　people　good…bye　and　good　fortune　and　went　upon　my

way；　little　guessing　how　we　should　meet　again。



An　hour　later　we　trekked。　　Passing　by　the　accursed　hill；　Hloma　Amabutu；

where　I　saw　some　gorged　vultures　sleeping　on　the　rocks；　we　came　to　the

gate　of　the　Great　Kraal。　　Here；　to　my　surprise；　I　saw　Dingaan　with　some

of　his　councillors　and　an　armed　guard　of　over　a　hundred　men；　seated

under　the　shade　of　two　big　milk　trees。　　Fearing　treachery；　I　halted　the

wagons　and　advised　the　Boers　to　load　their　rifles　and　be　ready　for　the

worst。　　A　minute　or　so　later　young　Thomas　Halstead　arrived　and　told　me

that　Dingaan　wished　to　speak　with　us。　　I　asked　him　if　that　meant　that　we

were　to　be　killed。　　He　answered；　〃No；　you　are　quite　safe。〃　　The　king　had

received　some　news　that　had　put　him　in　a　good　humour　with　the　white

people；　and　he　desired　to　bid　us　farewell；　that　was　all。



So　we　trekked　boldly　to　where　Dingaan　was；　and；　stopping　the　wagons；

went　up　to　him　in　a　body。　　He　greeted　us　kindly　enough；　and　even　gave　me

his　fat　hand　to　shake。



〃Macumazahn；〃　he　said；　〃although　it　has　cost　me　many　oxen；　I　am　glad

that　your　magic　prevailed　yesterday。　　Had　it　not　done　so　I　should　have

killed　all　these　your　friends；　which　would　have　been　a　cause　of　war

between　me　and　the　Amaboona。　　Now；　this　morning　I　have　learned　that

these　Amaboona　are　sending　a　friendly　embassy　to　me　under　one　of　their

great　chiefs；　and　I　think　that　you　will　meet　them　on　the　road。　　I　charge

you；　therefore；　to　tell　them　to　come　on；　having　no　fear；　as　I　will

receive　them　well　and　listen　to　all　they　have　to　say。〃



I　answered　that　I　would　do　so。



〃Good；〃　he　replied。　　〃I　am　sending　twelve　head　of　cattle　with　you；　six

of　them　for　your　food　during　your　journey；　and　six　as　a　present　to　the

embassy　of　the　Amaboona。　　Also　Kambula；　my　captain；　has　charge　to　see

you　safely　over　the　Tugela　River。〃



I　thanked　him　and　turned　to　go；　when　suddenly　his　eye　fell　upon　Marie；

who；　foolishly　enough；　took　this　opportunity　to　advance　from　among　the

others　and　speak　to　me　about　somethingI　forget　what。



〃Macumazahn；　is　that　the　maiden　of　whom　you　spoke　to　me？〃　asked　Dingaan；

〃she　whom　you　are　going　to　marry？〃



I　answered；　〃Yes。〃



〃By　the　head　of　the　Black　One；〃　he　exclaimed；　〃she　is　very　fair。　　Will

you　not　make　a　present　of　her　to　me；　Macumazahn？〃



I　answered；　〃No；　she　is　not　mine　to　give　away。〃



〃Well；　then；　Macumazahn；　I　will　pay　you　a　hundred　head　of　cattle　for

her；　which　is　the　price　of　a　royal　wife；　and　give　you　ten　of　the　fairest

girls　in　Zululand　in　exchange。〃



I　answered　that　it　could　not　be。



Now　the　king　began　to　grow　angry。



〃I　will　keep　her；　whether　you　wish　it　or　no；〃　he　said。



〃Then　you　will　keep　her　dead；　O　Dingaan；〃　I　replied；　〃for　there　is　more

of　that　magic　which　slew　the　vultures。〃



Of　course；　I　meant　that　Marie　would　be　dead。　　But　as　my　knowledge　of　the

Zulu　tongue　was　imperfect；　he　understood　the　words　to　mean　that　_he_

would　be　dead；　and　I　think　they　frightened　him。　　At　any　rate；　he　said：



〃Well；　I　promised　you　all　safe…conduct　if　you　won　your　bet；　so　hamba

gachle　（go　in　peace）。　　I　wish　to　have　no　quarrel　with　the　white　folk；

but；　Macumazahn；　you　are　the　first　of　them　who　has　refused　a　gift　to

Dingaan。　　Still；　I　bear　you　no　grudge；　and　if　you　choose　to　come　back

again；　you　will　be　welcome；　for　I　perceive　that；　although　so　small；　you

are　very　clever　and　have　a　will　of　your　own；　also　that　you　mean　what　you

say　and　speak　the　truth。　　Tell　the　People　of　George　that　my　heart　is

soft　towards　them。〃　　Then　he　turned　and　walked　away　through　the　gates　of

the　kraal。



Glad　enough　was　I　to　see　the　last　of　him；　for　now　I　knew　that　we　were

safe；　except　from　such　accidents　as　may　overtake　any　travellers　through

a　wild　country。　　For　the　present；　at　any　rate　until　after　he　had　seen

this　embassy；　Dingaan　wished　to　stand　well　with　the　Boers。　　Therefore　it

was　obvious　that　he　would　never　make　an　irreparable　quarrel　with　them　by

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