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"
Nay
,
I
know
not
.
But
the
Hottentot
,
when
I
asked
what
the
white
man
was
like
,
said
that
he
had
thine
eyes
and
a
black
beard
.
He
said
,
too
,
that
the
name
of
the
hunter
with
him
was
Jim
;
that
he
was
a
Bechuana
hunter
and
wore
clothes
.
"
"
There
is
no
doubt
about
it
,
"
said
I
;
"
I
knew
Jim
well
.
"
Sir
Henry
nodded
.
"
I
was
sure
of
it
,
"
he
said
.
"
If
George
set
his
mind
upon
a
thing
he
generally
did
it
.
It
was
always
so
from
his
boyhood
.
If
he
meant
to
cross
the
Suliman
Berg
he
has
crossed
it
,
unless
some
accident
overtook
him
,
and
we
must
look
for
him
on
the
other
side
.
"
Umbopa
understood
English
,
though
he
rarely
spoke
it
.
"
It
is
a
far
journey
,
Incubu
,
"
he
put
in
,
and
I
translated
his
remark
.
"
Yes
,
"
answered
Sir
Henry
,
"
it
is
far
.
But
there
is
no
journey
upon
this
earth
that
a
man
may
not
make
if
he
sets
his
heart
to
it
.
There
is
nothing
,
Umbopa
,
that
he
can
not
do
,
there
are
no
mountains
he
may
not
climb
,
there
are
no
deserts
he
can
not
cross
,
save
a
mountain
and
a
desert
of
which
you
are
spared
the
knowledge
,
if
love
leads
him
and
he
holds
his
life
in
his
hands
counting
it
as
nothing
,
ready
to
keep
it
or
lose
it
as
Heaven
above
may
order
.
"
I
translated
.
"
Great
words
,
my
father
,
"
answered
the
Zulu
--
I
always
called
him
a
Zulu
,
though
he
was
not
really
one
--
"
great
swelling
words
fit
to
fill
the
mouth
of
a
man
.
Thou
art
right
,
my
father
Incubu
.
Listen
!
what
is
life
?
It
is
a
feather
,
it
is
the
seed
of
the
grass
,
blown
hither
and
thither
,
sometimes
multiplying
itself
and
dying
in
the
act
,
sometimes
carried
away
into
the
heavens
.
But
if
that
seed
be
good
and
heavy
it
may
perchance
travel
a
little
way
on
the
road
it
wills
.
It
is
well
to
try
and
journey
one
's
road
and
to
fight
with
the
air
.
Man
must
die
.
At
the
worst
he
can
but
die
a
little
sooner
.
I
will
go
with
thee
across
the
desert
and
over
the
mountains
,
unless
perchance
I
fall
to
the
ground
on
the
way
,
my
father
.
"
He
paused
awhile
,
and
then
went
on
with
one
of
those
strange
bursts
of
rhetorical
eloquence
that
Zulus
sometimes
indulge
in
,
which
to
my
mind
,
full
though
they
are
of
vain
repetitions
,
show
that
the
race
is
by
no
means
devoid
of
poetic
instinct
and
of
intellectual
power
.
