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music　grew　faint；　it　died；　it　was　dead；　the　hunt　was　far　away；　and　the
night　was　still　again！

〃Now；　my　brethren；〃　I　asked　of　those　who　were　with　me；　〃what　is　this
that　we　have　seen？〃

Then　one　answered；　〃We　have　seen　the　Ghosts　who　live　in　the　lap　of　the
old　Witch；　and　those　men　are　the　Wolf…Brethren；　the　wizards　who　are
kings　of　the　Ghosts。〃



CHAPTER　XXIII

MOPO　REVEALS　HIMSELF　TO　THE　SLAUGHTERER

All　that　night　we　watched；　but　we　neither　saw　nor　heard　any　more　of
the　wolves；　nor　of　the　men　who　hunted　with　them。　On　the　morrow；　at
dawn；　I　sent　a　runner　to　Bulalio；　chief　of　the　People　of　the　Axe；
saying　that　a　messenger　came　to　him　from　Dingaan；　the　king；　who
desired　to　speak　with　him　in　peace　within　the　gates　of　his　kraal。　I
charged　the　messenger；　however；　that　he　should　not　tell　my　name；　but
should　say　only　that　it　was　〃Mouth　of　Dingaan。〃　Then　I　and　those　with
me　followed　slowly　on　the　path　of　the　man　whom　I　sent　forward；　for　the
way　was　still　far；　and　I　had　bidden　him　return　and　meet　me　bearing　the
words　of　the　Slaughterer；　Holder　of　the　Axe。

All　that　day　till　the　sun　grew　low　we　talked　round　the　base　of　the
great　Ghost　Mountain；　following　the　line　of　the　river。　We　met　no　one；
but　once　we　came　to　the　ruins　of　a　kraal；　and　in　it　lay　the　broken
bones　of　many　men；　and　with　the　bones　rusty　assegais　and　the　remains
of　ox…hide　shields；　black　and　white　in　colour。　Now　I　examined　the
shields；　and　knew　from　their　colour　that　they　had　been　carried　in　the
hands　of　those　soldiers　who；　years　ago；　were　sent　out　by　Chaka　to　seek
for　Umslopogaas；　but　who　had　returned　no　more。

〃Now；〃　I　said；　〃it　has　fared　ill　with　those　soldiers　of　the　Black　One
who　is　gone；　for　I　think　that　these　are　the　shields　they　bore；　and
that　their　eyes　once　looked　upon　the　world　through　the　holes　in　yonder
skulls。〃

〃These　are　the　shields　they　bore；　and　those　are　the　skulls　they　wore；〃
answered　one。　〃See；　Mopo；　son　of　Makedama；　this　is　no　man's　work　that
has　brought　them　to　their　death。　Men　do　not　break　the　bones　of　their
foes　in　pieces　as　these　bones　are　broken。　Wow！　men　do　not　break　them；
but　wolves　do；　and　last　night　we　saw　wolves　a…hunting；　nor　did　they
hunt　alone；　Mopo。　Wow！　this　is　a　haunted　land！〃

Then　we　went　on　in　silence；　and　all　the　way　the　stone　face　of　the
Witch　who　sits　aloft　forever　stared　down　on　us　from　the　mountain　top。
At　length；　an　hour　before　sundown；　we　came　to　the　open　lands；　and
there；　on　the　crest　of　a　rise　beyond　the　river；　we　saw　the　kraal　of
the　People　of　the　Axe。　It　was　a　great　kraal　and　well　built；　and　their
cattle　were　spread　about　the　plains　like　to　herds　of　game　for　number。
We　went　to　the　river　and　passed　it　by　the　ford；　then　sat　down　and
waited；　till　presently　I　saw　the　man　whom　I　had　sent　forward　returning
towards　us。　He　came　and　saluted　me；　and　I　asked　him　for　news。

〃This　is　my　news；　Mopo；〃　he　said：　〃I　have　seen　him　who　is　named
Bulalio；　and　he　is　a　great　manlong　and　lean；　with　a　fierce　face；　and
carrying　a　mighty　axe；　such　an　axe　as　he　bore　last　night　who　hunted
with　the　wolves。　When　I　had　been　led　before　the　chief　I　saluted　him
and　spoke　to　himthe　words　you　laid　upon　my　tongue　I　told　to　him。　He
listened；　then　laughed　aloud；　and　said：　'Tell　him　who　sent　you　that
the　mouth　of　Dingaan　shall　be　welcome；　and　shall　speak　the　words　of
Dingaan　in　peace；　yet　I　would　that　it　were　the　head　of　Dingaan　that
came　and　not　his　mouth　only；　for　then　Axe　Groan…Maker　would　join　in
our　talkay；　because　of　one　Mopo；　whom　his　brother　Chaka　murdered；　it
would　also　speak　with　Dingaan。　Still；　the　mouth　is　not　the　head；　so
the　mouth　may　come　in　peace。'〃

Now　I　started　when　for　the　second　time　I　heard　talk　of　one　Mopo；　whose
name　had　been　on　the　lips　of　Bulalio　the　Slaughterer。　Who　was　there
that　would　thus　have　loved　Mopo　except　one　who　was　long　dead？　And　yet；
perhaps　the　chief　spoke　of　some　other　Mopo；　for　the　name　was　not　my
own　onlyin　truth；　Chaka　had　killed　a　chief　of　that　name　at　the　great
mourning；　because　he　said　that　two　Mopos　in　the　land　were　one　too
many；　and　that　though　this　Mopo　wept　sorely　when　the　tears　of　others
were　dry。　So　I　said　only　that　this　Bulalio　had　a　high　stomach；　and　we
went　on　to　the　gates　of　the　kraal。

There　were　none　to　meet　us　at　the　gates；　and　none　stood　by　the　doors
of　the　huts　within　them；　but　beyond；　from　the　cattle　kraal　that　was　in
the　centre　of　the　huts；　rose　a　dust　and　a　din　as　of　men　gathering　for
war。　Now　some　of　those　were　with　me　were　afraid；　and　would　have　turned
back；　fearing　treachery；　and　they　were　yet　more　afraid　when；　on　coming
to　the　inner　entrance　of　the　cattle　kraal；　we　saw　some　five　hundred
soldiers　being　mustered　there　company　by　company；　by　two　great　men；

who　ran　up　and　down　the　ranks　shouting。

But　I　cried；　〃Nay！　nay！　Turn　not　back！　Bold　looks　melt　the　hearts　of
foes。　Moreover；　if　this　Bulalio　would　have　murdered　us；　there　was　no
need　for　him　to　call　up　so　many　of　his　warriors。　He　is　a　proud　chief；
and　would　show　his　might；　not　knowing　that　the　king　we　serve　can
muster　a　company　for　every　man　he　has。　Let　us　go　on　boldly。〃

So　we　walked　forward　towards　the　impi　that　was　gathered　on　the　further
side　of　the　kraal。　Now　the　two　great　men　who　were　marshalling　the
soldiers　saw　us；　and　came　to　meet　us；　one　following　the　other。　He　who
came　first　bore　the　axe　upon　his　shoulder；　and　he　who　followed　swung　a
huge　club。　I　looked　upon　the　foremost　of　them；　and　ah！　my　father；　my
heart　grew　faint　with　joy；　for　I　knew　him　across　the　years。　It　was
Umslopogaas！　my　fosterling；　Umslopogaas！　and　none　other；　now　grown
into　manhooday；　into　such　a　man　as　was　not　to　be　found　beside　him　in
Zululand。　He　was　great　and　fierce；　somewhat　spare　in　frame；　but　wide
shouldered　and　shallow　flanked。　His　arms　were　long　and　not　over　big；
but　the　muscles　stood　out　on　them　like　knots　in　a　rope；　his　legs　were
long　also；　and　very　thick　beneath　the　knee。　His　eye　was　like　an
eagle's；　his　nose　somewhat　hooked；　and　he　held　his　head　a　little
forward；　as　a　man　who　searches　continually　for　a　hidden　foe。　He　seemed
to　walk　slowly；　and　yet　he　came　swiftly；　but　with　a　gliding　movement
like　that　of　a　wolf　or　a　lion；　and　always　his　fingers　played　round　the
horn　handle　of　the　axe　Groan…Maker。　As　for　him　who　followed；　he　was
great　also；　shorter　than　Umslopogaas　by　the　half　of　a　head；　but　of　a
sturdier　build。　His　eyes　were　small；　and　twinkled　unceasingly　like
little　stars；　and　his　look　was　very　wild；　for　now　and　again　he
grinned；　showing　his　white　teeth。

When　I　saw　Umslopogaas；　my　father；　my　bowels　melted　within　me；　and　I
longed　to　run　to　him　and　throw　myself　upon　his　neck。　Yet　I　took
council　with　myself　and　did　notnay；　I　dropped　the　corner　of　the
kaross　I　wrote　over　my　eyes；　hiding　my　face　lest　he　should　know　me。
Presently　he　stood　before　me；　searching　me　out　with　his　keen　eyes；　for
I　drew　forward　to　greet　him。

〃Greeting；　Mouth　of　Dingaan！〃　he　said　in　a　loud　voice。　〃You　are　a
little　man　to　be　the　mouth　of　so　big　a　chief。〃

〃The　mouth　is　a　little　member；　even　of　the　body　of　a　great　king；　O
Chief　Bulalio；　ruler　of　the　People　of　the　Axe；　wizard　of　the　wolves
that　are　upon　the　Ghost　Mountain；　who　aforetime　was　named　Umslopogaas；
son　of　Mopo；　son　of　Makedama。〃

Now　when　Umslopogaas　heard　these　words　he　started　like　a　child　at　a
rustling　in　the　dark　and　stared　hard　at　me。

〃You　are　well　instructed；〃　he　said。

〃The　ears　of　the　king　are　large；　if　his　mouth　be　small；　O　Chief
Bulalio；〃　I　answered；　〃and　I；　who　am　but　the　mouth；　speak　what　the
ears　have　heard。〃

〃How　know　you　that　I　have　dwelt　with　the　wolves　upon　the　Ghost
Mountain；　O　Mouth？〃　he　asked。

〃The　eyes　of　the　king　see　far；　O　Chief　Bulalio。　Thus　last　night　they
saw　a　great　chase　and　a　merry。　It　seems　that　they　saw　a　koodoo　bull
running　at　speed；　and　after　him　countless　wolves　making　their　music；
and　with　the　wolves　two　men　clad　in　wolves'　skins；　such　men　as　you；
Bulalio；　and　he　with　the　club　who　follows　you。〃

Now　Umslopogaas　lifted　the　axe　Groan…Maker　as　though　he　would　cut　me
down；　then　let　it　fall　again；　while　Galazi　the　Wolf　glared　at　me　with
wide…opened　eyes。

〃How　know　you　that　once　I　was　named　Umslopogaas；　who　have　lost　that
name　these　many　days？　Spe