bred a right good lion-cub indeed. I was drunk with my success.
Then, when I had told all my story, as I was the last, the King gave
orders for the beef feast to begin and the _Tyay'igama_ dance was at an
end.

"The huge joints were hissing and sputtering upon the fires, giving
forth a most delicious odour to our hungry nostrils, and as we squatted
around waiting until they should be sufficiently cooked, we talked over
the events of the day, and congratulated ourselves on having escaped
from the rule of Tshaka. For to us younger men there was something
intoxicating in this journeying in search of a new land, fighting our
way as we went, stamping out tribe after tribe which lay in our path.
And Umzilikazi, had he not a free and an open hand? He never stinted
his warriors, and after such a battle as that of to-day there was beef
and _tywala_ enough and to spare. Yes, it was good to _konza_ to
Umzilikazi. Moreover, he rarely caused any of his subjects to be
killed; unlike Tshaka, who was wont to keep the slayers pretty busy.
Had but another regiment or two joined us, we might have been strong
enough to overturn the House of Senzangakona, to have slain Tshaka, and
set up Umzilikazi as King in Zululand. Then we need never have started
in search of a new country. On such matters, _Nkose_, did the tongues
of us young men wag when among ourselves.

"After the feast, while I was returning to my place in the camp--for we
had no huts at that time, moving as we were from day to day--someone
came behind me in the darkness, and a man's voice said:

"`You are as great in the _Tyay'igama_ dance as in battle, son of
Ntelani. And I think you are greater with your tongue than in either.'
I knew the voice as that of Gungana, but its tone--ah! I liked not
that.

"`It is as you say, O my father,' I answered. `But I am a child--and
children sometimes talk too much.'

"`That is so, Untuswa,' he said. `And sometimes a dog thinks himself
bigger than his master. The dog runs down and catches the buck, but
tell me, _umfane_, who takes the dog to where he may find the buck?'

"`His master,' I answered. `But the dog is carried away by the chase,
and sometimes linds it difficult to quit the game he has killed.'

"`Until he is _whipped off_, Untuswa. And that has to be done
sometimes. Ha! Go now and rest, for you must be badly in need of it
after all your exertions.'

"Then Gungana left me, and I felt very uneasy. In my fool