can travel the land
is mine, and mine are those who dwell in it. And I shall grow greater
yet--greater, ever greater. Is it thy face, Baleka, that stares upon
me from among the faces of the thousands whom I have slain? Thou didst
promise me that I should sleep ill henceforth. Baleka, I fear thee
not--at the least, thou sleepest sound. Tell me, Baleka--rise from thy
sleep and tell me whom there is that I should fear!"--and suddenly he
ceased the ravings of his pride.

Now, my father, while Chaka the king spoke thus, it came into my mind to
make an end of things and kill him, for my heart was made with rage and
the thirst of vengeance. Already I stood behind him, already the stick
in my hand was lifted to strike out his brains, when I stopped also, for
I saw something. There, in the midst of the dead, I saw an arm stir. It
stirred, it lifted itself, it beckoned towards the shadow which hid the
head of the cleft and the piled-up corpses that lay there, and it seemed
to me that the arm was the arm of Baleka. Perchance it was not her arm,
perchance it was but the arm of one who yet lived among the thousands
of the dead, say you, my father! At the least, the arm rose at her side,
and was ringed with such bracelets as Baleka wore, and it beckoned from
her side, though her cold face changed not at all. Thrice the arm rose,
thrice it stood awhile in air, thrice it beckoned with crooked finger,
as though it summoned something from the depths of the shadow, and from
the multitudes of the dead. Then it fell down, and in the utter silence
I heard its fall and a clank of brazen bracelets. And as it fell there
rose from the shadow a sound of singing, of singing wild and sweet, such
as I had never heard. The words of that song came to me then, my father;
but afterwards they passed from me, and I remember them no more. Only
I know this, that the song was of the making of Things, and of the
beginning and the end of Peoples. It told of how the black folk grew,
and of how the white folk should eat them up, and wherefore they were
and wherefore they should cease to be. It told of Evil and of Good, of
Woman and of Man, and of how these war against each other, and why it
is that they war, and what are the ends of the struggle. It told also of
the people of the Zulu, and it spoke of a place of a Little Hand where
they should conquer, and of a place where a White Hand should prevail
against them, and how they shall melt away beneath the shadow o