n, and children shouted and clapped their hands; and the
youngest of them, in the exuberance of their childish hearts, kicked up
their heels and danced, as they do upon most great occasions in Africa.

The next morning, a little before noon, the party arrived at the
capital. Selim's arrival caused a great sensation; but Kalulu
immediately took him and his two friends, Simba and Moto, into his own
hut, where Selim, to his great joy, met Abdullah, who was quite
recovered from the severe punishment he had received and the fatigues he
had undergone. The meeting between the two Arab boys was very
affecting, as they could understand each other's feelings and interpret
them faithfully one to the other.

After a short time, Simba and Moto left the two boys to themselves and
retired to their own hut, while Kalulu, after seeing Selim attended to
and supplied with food, started for the King's house to acquaint the
King with the events which we have just detailed.

It was not long after the two Arab boys were left alone that a rustling
of many feet was heard at the door, not noisy, but hurried, and somewhat
alarming; and immediately there stood before the astonished boys the
form and malevolent face of Tifum Byah, his former tyrant, accompanied
by other warriors, armed with spears and knob-sticks.

"Oh, ho! hee, hee!" shouted Tifum, with a wicked leer on his face.
"This is my runaway slave. Ha, ha! thou art caught like a sneaking
jackal in a trap. Come, my pale-faced slave, you must follow me;" and
he advanced and laid a rough hand upon his shoulder.

"Why with you?" asked Selim.

"Come, no words. Ferodia, the chief, calls."

"But I am now Kalulu's brother," said Selim, attempting to release
himself from his grasp, "and I am no longer a slave."

"You the brother of Kalulu! Since when came you to be the brother of
Kalulu, you son of an ass?"

"Since yesterday; and if you do not let me go, Kalulu will punish you
for entering his hut."

"We'll see about that. Warriors, bear him to Ferodia!" said Tifum,
turning to his companions.

And Selim was borne away, despite his remonstrances, to Ferodia's
presence, who happened to be seated under the tree in the middle of the
square.

"Here is the runaway," said Tifum, laying a heavy hand on Selim's
shoulder, to Ferodia.

"Ha! pale-faced dog!" shouted Ferodia, angrily. "What made you run
away? Did you think to better yourself by doing so? Speak."

"I am not a dog!" re