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Umbopa
evidently
understood
him
,
for
he
answered
in
Zulu
,
"
It
is
well
"
;
and
then
added
,
with
a
glance
at
the
white
man
's
great
stature
and
breadth
,
"
We
are
men
,
thou
and
I.
"
Now
I
do
not
propose
to
narrate
at
full
length
all
the
incidents
of
our
long
travel
up
to
Sitanda
's
Kraal
,
near
the
junction
of
the
Lukanga
and
Kalukwe
Rivers
.
It
was
a
journey
of
more
than
a
thousand
miles
from
Durban
,
the
last
three
hundred
or
so
of
which
we
had
to
make
on
foot
,
owing
to
the
frequent
presence
of
the
dreadful
"
tsetse
"
fly
,
whose
bite
is
fatal
to
all
animals
except
donkeys
and
men
.
We
left
Durban
at
the
end
of
January
,
and
it
was
in
the
second
week
of
May
that
we
camped
near
Sitanda
's
Kraal
.
Our
adventures
on
the
way
were
many
and
various
,
but
as
they
are
of
the
sort
which
befall
every
African
hunter
--
with
one
exception
to
be
presently
detailed
--
I
shall
not
set
them
down
here
,
lest
I
should
render
this
history
too
wearisome
.
At
Inyati
,
the
outlying
trading
station
in
the
Matabele
country
,
of
which
Lobengula
(
a
great
and
cruel
scoundrel
)
is
king
,
with
many
regrets
we
parted
from
our
comfortable
wagon
.
Only
twelve
oxen
remained
to
us
out
of
the
beautiful
span
of
twenty
which
I
had
bought
at
Durban
.
One
we
lost
from
the
bite
of
a
cobra
,
three
had
perished
from
"
poverty
"
and
the
want
of
water
,
one
strayed
,
and
the
other
three
died
from
eating
the
poisonous
herb
called
"
tulip
.
"
Five
more
sickened
from
this
cause
,
but
we
managed
to
cure
them
with
doses
of
an
infusion
made
by
boiling
down
the
tulip
leaves
.
If
administered
in
time
this
is
a
very
effective
antidote
.
The
wagon
and
the
oxen
we
left
in
the
immediate
charge
of
Goza
and
Tom
,
our
driver
and
leader
,
both
trustworthy
boys
,
requesting
a
worthy
Scotch
missionary
who
lived
in
this
distant
place
to
keep
an
eye
on
them
.
Then
,
accompanied
by
Umbopa
,
Khiva
,
Ventvögel
,
and
half
a
dozen
bearers
whom
we
hired
on
the
spot
,
we
started
off
on
foot
upon
our
wild
quest
.
I
remember
we
were
all
a
little
silent
on
the
occasion
of
this
departure
,
and
I
think
that
each
of
us
was
wondering
if
we
should
ever
see
our
wagon
again
;
for
my
part
I
never
expected
to
do
so
.
For
a
while
we
tramped
on
in
silence
,
till
Umbopa
,
who
was
marching
in
front
,
broke
into
a
Zulu
chant
about
how
some
brave
men
,
tired
of
life
and
the
tameness
of
things
,
started
off
into
a
vast
wilderness
to
find
new
things
or
die
,
and
how
,
lo
and
behold
!
when
they
had
travelled
far
into
the
wilderness
they
found
that
it
was
not
a
wilderness
at
all
,
but
a
beautiful
place
full
of
young
wives
and
fat
cattle
,
of
game
to
hunt
and
enemies
to
kill
.
Then
we
all
laughed
and
took
it
for
a
good
omen
.
Umbopa
was
a
cheerful
savage
,
in
a
dignified
sort
of
way
,
when
he
was
not
suffering
from
one
of
his
fits
of
brooding
,
and
he
had
a
wonderful
knack
of
keeping
up
our
spirits
.
We
all
grew
very
fond
of
him
.
And
now
for
the
one
adventure
to
which
I
am
going
to
treat
myself
,
for
I
do
dearly
love
a
hunting
yarn
.
About
a
fortnight
's
march
from
Inyati
we
came
across
a
peculiarly
beautiful
bit
of
well-watered
woodland
country
.
The
kloofs
in
the
hills
were
covered
with
dense
bush
,
"
idoro
"
bush
as
the
natives
call
it
,
and
in
some
places
,
with
the
"
wacht-een-beche
,
"
or
"
wait-a-little
thorn
,
"
and
there
were
great
quantities
of
the
lovely
"
machabell
"
tree
,
laden
with
refreshing
yellow
fruit
having
enormous
stones
.
This
tree
is
the
elephant
's
favourite
food
,
and
there
were
not
wanting
signs
that
the
great
brutes
had
been
about
,
for
not
only
was
their
spoor
frequent
,
but
in
many
places
the
trees
were
broken
down
and
even
uprooted
.
The
elephant
is
a
destructive
feeder
.
One
evening
,
after
a
long
day
's
march
,
we
came
to
a
spot
of
great
loveliness
.
At
the
foot
of
a
bush-clad
hill
lay
a
dry
river-bed
,
in
which
,
however
,
were
to
be
found
pools
of
crystal
water
all
trodden
round
with
the
hoof-prints
of
game
.
Facing
this
hill
was
a
park-like
plain
,
where
grew
clumps
of
flat-topped
mimosa
,
varied
with
occasional
glossy-leaved
machabells
,
and
all
round
stretched
the
sea
of
pathless
,
silent
bush
.
