the Zulu people lived.
"Let us be going to Dingiswayo; the Umtetwa people will protect us."

"Yes, let us be going, my son," answered Unandi; "but the path is long,
we are weary and shall fall by the way."

I heard, and something pulled at my heart; I was sorry for the woman
and her boy, they looked so tired. Then, without saying anything to my
mother, I snatched the gourd and ran with it to a little donga that was
hard by, for I knew that there was a spring. Presently I came back with
the gourd full of water. My mother wanted to catch me, for she was very
angry, but I ran past her and gave the gourd to the boy. Then my mother
ceased trying to interfere, only she beat the woman with her tongue all
the while, saying that evil had come to our kraals from her husband, and
she felt in her heart that more evil would come upon us from her son.
Her Ehlose (3) told her so. Ah! my father, her Ehlose told her true.
If the woman Unandi and her child had died that day on the veldt, the
gardens of my people would not now be a wilderness, and their bones
would not lie in the great gulley that is near U'Cetywayo's kraal.

(3) Guardian spirit.--ED.

While my mother talked I and the cow with the white face stood still and
watched, and the baby Baleka cried aloud. The boy, Unandi's son,
having taken the gourd, did not offer the water to his mother. He drank
two-thirds of it himself; I think that he would have drunk it all had
not his thirst been slaked; but when he had done he gave what was left
to his mother, and she finished it. Then he took the gourd again, and
came forward, holding it in one hand; in the other he carried a short
stick.

"What is your name, boy?" he said to me as a big rich man speaks to one
who is little and poor.

"Mopo is my name," I answered.

"And what is the name of your people?"

I told him the name of my tribe, the Langeni tribe.

"Very well, Mopo; now I will tell you my name. My name is Chaka, son of
Senzangacona, and my people are called the Amazulu. And I will tell you
something more. I am little to-day, and my people are a small people.
But I shall grow big, so big that my head will be lost in the clouds;
you will look up and you shall not see it. My face will blind you; it
will be bright like the sun; and my people will grow great with me; they
shall eat up the whole world. And when I am big and my people are big,
and we have stamped the earth flat as far as men can travel, then I will
remembe