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Muata lowered his eyelids, and took the news of his mother's capture by the cannibals in silence; but Compton was burning with excitement at the reference to the white man. "What white man was that you spoke of? I look for such a one." "Men search not for the dead, effendi." "But for signs of the dead for the place of his burial, for the book he wrote, for the things he left." The old man nodded.
Then will Muata, the black one, fall on the rear and eat them up. So said the chief." Compton tamed to the headmen. "Where are the white chiefs?" "We do not know, Inkose," they said uneasily. "Ye will take the orders of your chief yourselves then, for unless my brothers are restored in safety, I will not help you."
It was to them a prison, lovely still, but changed; and their eyes went to the spot where they had seen the bodies of the men upon whom Muata had fulfilled the law as he understood it, the terrible law of swift vengeance upon any who opposed the will of the chief.
Is this the counsel of a wise man on the coming of the enemy?" "What would you do with him?" asked Muata, suavely. "Send him after those others;" and the man pointed up the hill. "You stand alone in your words," said the chief, doubtfully. The spokesman, with a look of fierce triumph, looked around. "These also I speak for." "Haw!" said the chief, slowly, running his eye over the old men.
They had gone on the river towards the setting sun. "Muata took a canoe from the river people, and with his jackal he followed, while the sun rose and set many times, and he came to the father of rivers. "The waters were wide, and his canoe was like a leaf carried here and there. His heart was sad, but the spirit of his mother prevailed.
"All men of wisdom! Do ye all hold with these words? Be not hasty. Ye have heard the words of the white man. Think well before ye speak." "How do we know that he is not Hassan's man?" said the first spokesman, fiercely. "He was summoned to the council when the sun was young, and he has only now come. Who vouches for him?" "I Muata, the chief. Yet Muata does not give face to him or to you.
"So Muata grew in the ways of a hunter; and when the men of the place went on the hunt, Muata went with them went as a hunter, and the hut of his mother had meat to spare. "Then the chief's wife took the boy to the headmen, and the witch- doctors. They drew on his body the sign of the otter he who is cunning and brave, who is at home on land or in the water.
Hume; "and I think Venning had better go with you. I prefer it. And hark! if the plan fails, you know the way to the boat. Shake hands." They shook hands, and the two lads placed themselves beside Muata as he went off with the second band. Mr.
"Is that all?" asked the chief, quietly, and his eyes ran keenly over the faces of the other warriors. "I will consider, for it is well that we should have no differences." "Hark to the wisdom!" shouted the warriors. "We must stand together," continued Muata, "or we fall. And I am glad of this thing; it has shown our weakness."
And your quiver is empty. So Muata returned and recovered his arrows, for the men lay where they fell, the living having gone into the kraals in fear. "So Muata and the chiefs wife went slowly back to the place of hiding. And because Muata had slain the man-ape and the robbers they who slay children the chief's wife sought out the headmen, and spoke: 'Oh, listen!
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