tened to him all night, but
he had too much natural astuteness to risk repeating himself.

"Brothers," he concluded, "I have shown you your bondage. You are
increasing, as the chosen people of old, and the more you are increasing
the more you have to pay in taxes to the white man; the more you have to
submit to his slave-imposing laws. You may say--as many have
said--`What can we do? The white man has cannon and we have the
assegai, what chance then have we?' But even the white man's cannon is
not able to go everywhere, and even if it could, there is a more
powerful weapon still. There are those who rule the whites who will
lift up a voice in your behalf. Who will say--`Stop. This has gone far
enough. We will not have our black brethren butchered solely because
they are black.' I know what I say, for I have seen and talked with
such. `Stop,' they will say. `Bloodshed must cease.' And the nation
will approve because war costs money, and white people are no fonder of
having to pay than are black people. Then when their fighting men are
withdrawn--then we will rise in our might, in one overwhelming black
wave, and sweep all these whites back into the sea, whence they came.
Be patient. You will have `the word' in good time and that time soon.
I have shown you your bondage, now I am showing you your way out, for it
is the will of Nkulunkulu. I have done."

A deep murmur arose. The vast multitude, moved to the core, took some
time to realise that the proceedings were over. Then it broke up. Many
remained on the ground, squatting in groups, eagerly discussing the
points put forward; others broke up, and in twos or threes, or singly,
departed for their homes. Among the latter was Teliso the native
detective.

Not all, however, so went. There was a disposition among some of the
headmen to probe further the speaker's statements. Who were these
rulers among the Amangisi [English] who would call upon their countrymen
to stop the war? enquired the old man who had shown a disposition to
heckle the preacher in Babatyana's hut. He was old, but he had never
heard of the chiefs of any people who would seek to turn that people
back in the moment of their victory. _Whau_! this was wonderful news,
but--who were they?

"M-m! Who are they?" hummed the others. But the Rev Job was not
nonplussed.

"They are among the head indunas of the nation," he replied. "The ways
of the white man are not as our ways, else th