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slopes could be seen no more; because of their number。 When all had

passed; Chaka spoke again to Makedama; my father; bidding him climb

down to the bottom of the donga; and thence lift up his voice in

mourning。 The old man obeyed the king。 Slowly; and with much pain; he

clambered to the bottom of the rift and stood there。 It was so deep

and narrow that the light scarcely seemed to reach to where he stood;

for I could only see the white of his hair gleaming far down in the

shadows。



Then; standing far beneath; he lifted up his voice; and it reached the

thousands of those who clustered upon the slopes。 It seemed still and

small; yet it came to them faintly like the voice of one speaking from

a mountain…top in a time of snow:



〃Mourn; children of Makedama!〃



And all the thousands of the peoplemen; women; and childrenechoed

his words in a thunder of sound; crying:



〃Mourn; children of Makedama!〃



Again he cried:



〃Mourn; people of the Langeni; mourn with the whole world!〃



And the thousands answered:



〃Mourn; people of the Langeni; mourn with the whole world!〃



A third time came his voice:



〃Mourn; children of Makedama; mourn; people of the Langeni; mourn with

the whole world!



〃Howl; ye warriors; weep; ye women; beat your breasts; ye maidens;

sob; ye little children!



〃Drink of the water of tears; cover yourselves with the dust of

affliction。



〃Mourn; O tribe of the Langeni; because the Mother of the Heavens is

no more。



〃Mourn; children of Makedama; because the Spirit of Fruitfulness is no

more。



〃Mourn; O ye people; because the Lion of the Zulu is left so desolate。



〃Let your tears fall as the rain falls; let your cries be as the cries

of women who bring forth。



〃For sorrow is fallen like the rain; the world has conceived and

brought forth death。



〃Great darkness is upon us; darkness and the shadow of death。



〃The Lion of the Zulu wanders and wanders in desolation; because the

Mother of the Heavens is no more。



〃Who shall bring him comfort? There is comfort in the crying of his

children。



〃Mourn; people of the Langeni; let the voice of your mourning beat

against the skies and rend them。



〃Ou…ai! Ou…ai! Ou…ai!〃



Thus sang the old man; my father Makedama; far down in the deeps of

the cleft。 He sang it in a still; small voice; but; line after line;

his song was caught up by the thousands who stood on the slopes above;

and thundered to the heavens till the mountains shook with its sound。

Moreover; the noise of their crying opened the bosom of a heavy rain…

cloud that had gathered as they mourned; and the rain fell in great

slow drops; as though the sky also wept; and with the rain came

lightning and the roll of thunder。



Chaka listened; and large tears coursed down his cheeks; whose heart

was easily stirred by the sound of song。 Now the rain hissed fiercely;

making as it were a curtain about the thousands of the people; but

still their cry went up through the rain; and the roll of the thunder

was lost in it。 Presently there came a hush; and I looked to the

right。 There; above the heads of the people; coming over the brow of

the hill; were the plumes of warriors; and in their hands gleamed a

hedge of spears。 I looked to the left; there also I saw the plumes of

warriors dimly through the falling rain; and in their hands a hedge of

spears。 I looked before me; towards the end of the cleft; there also

loomed the plumes of warriors; and in their hands was a hedge of

spears。



Then; from all the people there arose another cry; a cry of terror and

of agony。



〃Ah! now they mourn indeed; Mopo;〃 said Chaka in my ear; 〃now thy

people mourn from the heart and not with the lips alone。〃



As he spoke the multitude of the people on either side of the rift

surged forward like a wave; surged back again; once more surged

forward; then; with a dreadful crying; driven on by the merciless

spears of the soldiers; they began to fall in a torrent of men; women;

and children; far into the black depths below。



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My father; forgive me the tears that fall from these blind eyes of

mine; I am very aged; I am but as a little child; and as a little

child I weep。 I cannot tell it。 At last it was done; and all grew

still。



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Thus was Makedama buried beneath the bodies of his people; thus was

ended the tribe of the Langeni; as my mother had dreamed; so it came

about; and thus did Chaka take vengeance for that cup of milk which

was refused to him many a year before。



〃Thou hast not won thy bet; Mopo;〃 said the king presently。 〃See there

is a little space where one more may find room to sleep。 Full to the

brim is this corn…chamber with the ears of death; in which no living

grain is left。 Yet there is one little space; and is there not one to

fill it? Are all the tribe of the Langeni dead indeed?〃



〃There is one; O King!〃 I answered。 〃I am of the tribe of the Langeni;

let my carcase fill the place。〃



〃Nay; Mopo; nay! Who then should take the bet? Moreover; I slay thee

not; for it is against my oath。 Also; do we not mourn together; thou

and I?〃



〃There is no other left living of the tribe of the Langeni; O King!

The bet is lost; it shall be paid。〃



〃I think that there is another;〃 said Chaka。 〃There is a sister to

thee and me; Mopo。 Ah; see; she comes!〃



I looked up; my father; and I saw this: I saw Baleka; my sister;

walking towards us; and on her shoulders was a kaross of wild…cat

skins; and behind her were two soldiers。 She walked proudly; holding

her head high; and her step was like the step of a queen。 Now she saw

the sight of death; for the dead lay before her like black water in a

sunless pool。 A moment she stood shivering; having guessed all; then

walked on and stood before Chaka。



〃What is thy will with me; O King?〃 she said。



〃Thou art come in a good hour; sister;〃 said Chaka; turning his eyes

from hers。 〃It is thus: Mopo; my servant and thy brother; made a bet

with me; a bet of cattle。 It was a little matter that we wagered on

as to whether the people of the Langeni tribethine own tribe;

Baleka; my sisterwould fill yonder place; U'Donga…lu…ka…Tatiyana。

When they heard of the bet; my sister; the people of the Langeni

hurled themselves into the rift by thousands; being eager to put the

matter to the proof。 And now it seems that thy brother has lost the

bet; for there is yet place for one yonder ere the donga is full。

Then; my sister; thy brother Mopo brought it to my mind that there was

still one of the Langeni tribe left upon the earth; who; should she

sleep in that place; would turn the bet in his favour; and prayed me

to send for her。 So; my sister; as I would not take that which I have

not won; I have done so; and now do thou go apart and talk with Mopo;

thy brother; alone upon this matter; as once before thou didst talk

when a child was born to thee; my sister!〃



Now Baleka took no heed of the words of Chaka which he spoke of me;

for she knew his meaning well。 Only she looked him in the eyes and

said:



〃Ill shalt thou sleep from this night forth; Chaka; till thou comest

to a land where no sleep is。 I have spoken。〃



Chaka saw and heard; and of a sudden he quailed; growing afraid in his

heart; and turned his head away。



〃Mopo; my brother;〃 said Baleka; 〃let us speak together for the last

time; it is the king's word。〃



So I drew apart with Baleka; my sister; and a spear was in my hand。 We

stood together alone by the people of the dead and Baleka threw the

corner of the kaross about her brows and spoke to me swiftly from

beneath its shadow。



〃What did I say to you a while ago; Mopo? It has come to pass。 Swear

to me that you will live on and that this same hand of yours shall

taken vengeance for me。〃



〃I swear it; my sister。〃



〃Swear to me that when the vengean

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