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who had killed my mother. I had gradually become feebler saw him clearly—a tall man and feebler and now stopped he was, with long flowing white altogether. I waited for some clothes, and I marked him well. time in silence.
“We rushed at the Waarabu, “ And then ?” I asked coaxand a big fight ensued. Many ingly. were killed, for our arrows There was no reply, and were deadly, but at last we striking a match to light a had to fall back. Three- cigarette, I looked down upon quarters of our young men the silent figure on the bed. were killed, and the remainder The old man's eyes were closed sorely hurt ; but still the man and his
his breathing regular, lived whom I had sworn to though feeble. The excitement kill. The few of our men who of his story had worn him outwere left made off into the and he was asleep! Silently I bush to seek refuge in the stepped from the room and stronghold of Malingalili, but I made my way thoughtfully to stayed behind. I told them my camp. to tell the Sultan to send help I had intended moving off to our village so that we could the next morning, but my rescue our women, for the capitao came in after dinner warriors of Malingalili were and we went into the question many.
of food. It appeared that we “ 'Slowly I dragged myself hadn't enough to carry us back to the village and found home, so giving orders to have the Waarabu had beaten my some prepared in the village, father's men. They were sing- I made arrangements to stay ing and shouting in the village until it was ready. square and their porters were I was up very early next already looting our houses in morning, and, led by a headman search of food. I crept warily of the Sultan's, I went out to amongst the houses, and the shoot the villagers a buck by first thing I saw was the body way of repaying their hosof my father hanging from the pitality. I
fortunate great baobab tree that stood enough to get a buffalo, and as inside the square. I was afraid it turned out to be quite fat, then, Bwana, but soon the they were delighted. On the spirit of my father possessed way back to the village the me, for was I not Sultan Isau headman told me that they in his stead 1-and even a thought the Sultan was very sultan can only die once. But near his end. They had no first I had to kill the Mwarabu idea of his age, but putting who had killed my mother.” two and two together I
The voice of the old man, reckoned he must be well over which at times had risen eighty, and there are very few strongly as he lived again the natives who attain anything stirring episodes of his youth, like that age, the average being VOL. CCXVIII.-NO. MCCCXVIII.
about forty-five I should think ladies on the roof, who only -if that. He also informed me escaped the charge of absolute that the Sultan Isau had forty- nakedness by the affectation three wives, which I thought of a piece of "4 by 2" in front more than enough even for a and a few strings of beads lion such as he had been ! round their waists.
I afterwards discovered that Standing well on his dignity, every young girl, as she arrived Selimani approached the old at marriageable age, was auto- woman, and in the high falsetto matically given to the Sultan, voice which he kept for such but I also discovered-viâ Seli- occasions, announced my armani—that all these young rival at the abode of the women had their special beaux Sultan Isau. With due solin the village ! Far from being emnity she preceded me to the in the nature of intrigues, these big house, and I entered once “affairs” were considered right again into the darkness of the and proper and had the double interior. The old Sultan was approval of custom and public very pleased to see me, and opinion. I asked him what straightway asked if his people was the idea of giving these were doing everything for me girls to the old Sultan at all in as it should be done. I thanked that case, and Selimani said him, and told him they were, it was good for a Sultan to and he then thanked me for have“ plenty wives ”-it added my present of the buffalo, to his dignity!
which he had given to his In the early evening I again family. Remembering the forty strolled over to the Sultan's odd wives and their possible house, with Selimani, in his progeny, I expressed my regret best clothes, one pace in rear that I had not shot three ! of me—to add to my dignity! Gradually I worked back to As I drew near I noticed about the story he had been telling half the forty odd wives busy me the previous evening. rethatching the roof of a large “ But I told the white man building at the back of the that yesterday," he interrupted premises—the harem, I sup- querulously, posed. They watched me across “Truly," I answered, smiling the square and grinned amic- to myself in the darkness, “but ably as I stopped underneath. the mind of the white man has One very old woman was direct- many things to consider, and ing operations from the ground, he would hear this tale again. and Selimani (who appeared to It is a good tale, O Sultan ! know each one by her name) Now, tell me again what hapwhispered to me that she was pened when you found your. the Sultan's chief wife. She self Sultan in your father's was decorated lavishly with place ! " brass bangles and wore quite a The old man groped back lot of clothes compared to the and forth in his memory, and it was some time before I they made camp I crept up could lead him back to the through the bushes until I place where he had left off could see them eating their yesterday, but he got away at evening meal. last.
Many days I followed, white "The Waarabu lay five days man, and many nights I waited, and nights in our village tend- until at last I got my reward. ing their wounded and burying “ The moon was not quite their dead. All day long I lay at the full as I lay one night outside in the bush, and at behind a big bush within easy night I crept back into the bowshot of the Waarabu, who village to see if I could kill sat eating and talking. Long the man who had killed my they talked, and I was thinking mother, but I never found of creeping away when my him alone. All this time I heart gave a sudden jump. I was surprised that Malingalili saw the man I wanted rise had not sent help to us, but I from the ground, and accomdared not leave the village to panied by another Mwarabu, go and find out why, lest I who was talking excitedly, walk should miss the Mwarabu. slowly in my direction, White
" Eventually, on the sixth man, I reached for my horn. day, they moved off. First Taking the sharpest arrow, I went a strong party of Waarabu, dipped its head deeply into and then the slaves they had the poison, and fitting it to captured before they came to the string of my bow, I waited. our village. Then came more My heart laughed inside me, Waarabu, followed by our own for he came so near that I women and a few young men. knew I could not miss, and, These were all weeping and pronouncing my father's name, wailing bitterly as they were I loosed the string. Straight dragged along from their homes, flow that arrow, and it struck but I could do nothing for the man straight through the them. A big party of Waarabu stomach as I had intended, brought up the rear, and these for know you, white man, that set fire to the village before a poisoned arrow in the stomach they left it. My heart was sick, makes a very painful death,” white man, as I saw my father's and the old gentleman chortled house fall in in a shower of wickedly at this bit. sparks and flames, but never- “The Mwarabu shrieked like theless I gathered some food a woman, and all the others from the storehouses hidden in came running across to where the bush which the Waarabu he stood with the feather of had not discovered, and filling my arrow sticking out of his my case with arrows, I fol- stomach ; but I laughed out lowed the slavers down the loudly, and after shooting as trail. Many days I followed many arrows into them as I them, and each night when could, I ran off into the bush.
They fired plenty of shots “By this time I had rebuilt after me, but they could not our villages, and we had plenty hit me, and all that night and of food in the corn-bins, and all the next day I travelled in the years that followed fast back along the trail. At many people came to live night, since I dared not build a under my protection, for my fire to scare away the wild company was great in those beasts, I built myself a little days. Together with my friend, shelter up a high tree, and the new Sultan Malingalili, I slept there.
raided far and wide, and many “After many days I reached slaves we took. Once I came our blackened village, and only almost as far north as this," stopping to take some more and he paused reminiscently. food from the hidden store- “Olei !” he sighed at last. houses, I set off for the village “It's a dull end to a great of Malingalili. After five days life!” I arrived there, and was sur- “But how did you come to prised to see their village burnt settle here?” I asked. down too. I went through “The guns,” he replied. and looked at the trail on the was always
was always the guns. We other side, and I know in- raided and we fought. At stantly that the Waarabu had first it was for slaves, but been here, and so I came to afterwards it was always for understand how it was that guns. Nothing mattered but our women had been captured guns, and to him who got the at the back of the village when guns came power and great the Waarabu had all been in wealth. Eventually the Portuthe front. A party had evi- guese came. For years we dently raided this outlying vil- had defied them and they had lage of Malingalili first of all, left us alone, but in the end and had come down afterwards they brought many white men, to encircle ours, and so caught and each white man carried a our women.
gun. Malingalili, after a feeble “Well, I went on to Malin- resistance, gave in, but I-I galili's main village, and there fled across here. If the lion I was welcomed as became my is to be captive,' I thought, it new dignity, and there I found is best to be captive in a the remnants of my own people. strange country.' So I moved The old Sultan was very sick, my people, and we came here and that explained why they and became tillers of the soilhad not sent help to us, for like slaves ! nothing could be done in those “No wbite man troubled me, days, white man, while a Sultan and no one visited me, and I lay sick. That same rainy grew old in loneliness and much season the Sultan died, and shame, but I have heard rumhis son, who was my friend, ours lately of great fighting became Sultan in his stead. away to the sunset, and
have heard that the Anglesi headman and a few village hold this country now.' notables were grouped together
“It is so, O Sultan,” said I, in the background. The Sultan and, taking the opportunity was sitting in a high, somewhat to do a little propaganda work, ornate chair, and by the arm I added, “Half the
Half the world of it rested my .450 Express. belongs to these same Anglesi.” He removed a thin hand from
"Truly, a great people!” the barrels as he gave me commented the old man slowly, greeting, and motioned me to after a lengthy pause.
another chair alongside, which Thereafter I sat for a while I then noticed was my own musing upon the fate that deck-chair; and as I sat down had condemned this fiery old I perceived Selimani, in full Sultan to grow old in the dress, taking up his position strangeness of a new country. behind me. I gathered that No sound came from the bed this was an attempt at an as I rose quietly and stepped official ceremony of greeting, across the room. I thought and so held my peace. the old man was asleep again, “ Enda !”1 barked the old but as I reached the door I man suddenly, as one of the heard his feeble voice calling onlookers came a little nearer me.
than he thought proper, and “White man,” he said, “I not only the offender but the hear you have many guns- entire retinue moved hastily strong ones.”
several paces away. The old “It is so," I replied, and man looked at me, and I waited for the usual request; thought I observed a twinkle but the old man said never in his eye. a word, and presently I realised “The lion can roar even yet, that the Sultan's pride was O white man !” he said slyly. greater than the old man's I concurred, and afterwards curiosity.
we spoke of many things, but "I will send them over for I noticed that all the while the Sultan to see,” I promised, his thin hand caressed and his simple “I thank you, steel barrels of my .450. A white man,” had something sudden thought struck me, and really royal in it.
I sent Selimani back to my In the bright sunlight of tent for a cartridge. I showed the next morning I sent my this to the old man, and elephant rifle over, and later demonstrated how it fitted into on strolled across myself. I the rifle, and, watching him, was surprised to see the Sultan I could see the struggle going propped up outside his house. on inside him. I decided to His chief wife squatted at the cut it short. end of the verandah, and the “Would you like to fire it?