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Updated: May 21, 2025
He felt nervous, and the company of the jackal comforted him, and the jackal in its turn forgot its uneasiness in the warmth of the blankets. With a little sigh it curled up and went to sleep. The boy was the only one awake, and out in the wide space beyond he heard a voice calling "Ngonyama'"
"On the brink of the pool he fell, and where he fell there, too, was the Inkosikase." It seemed as if he were addressing the remark to Venning. "I heard her call 'Ngonyama' in the night," whispered the boy. "Wow!" "So the young chief told me after you had gone," said the Hunter. Venning nodded his head. The chief accepted the explanation.
"My poor father!" muttered Compton, as he sat down with his back to the rock. "No wonder he looked upon this as a prison, placed as it is in this wilderness of trees." Mr. Hume nodded, and sat with his arms resting on his knees, smoking, and staring at nothing. Muata joined them, but his coming did not rouse them. "I have looked down on the gates, Ngonyama.
Hurrying on, they emerged from the passage into a vast chamber, across which, though there was light enough to distinguish each other, they could not see. Mr. Hume took a step forward, with his face turned up, in an effort to see the roof through the films of vapour that floated overhead. "Stop, Ngonyama see to your footing;" and the woman's hand restrained him.
Up he came, breasting the steep ascent with a look behind at frequent intervals as if he feared pursuit, and when he reached the wall, he drew a great breath of relief. "Mawoh!" he grunted. "I saw the dead water heave, and there was a laugh from nowhere." "What message?" asked one of the headmen. "It is for Ngonyama," said the runner.
"See, Ngonyama, I thought to live in ease and grow fat, but the spirit of my mother called out upon me ay, it fought within me and I go for the hills and the open plains. Behold, I am no longer chief." He took the long blue feather from his head, and let it glance to the water. "My shield is your shield."
They seemed to him ominous of danger. All night he patrolled up and down the ledge, between the cave and the gorge, fearing they would not come, and yet expecting to hear their voices at any moment; and in the morning he was heavy-eyed from want of sleep. The night-guards from the gorge trotted by, their places having been relieved. "Have ye seen Ngonyama and the Spider?"
It lifted its head, snuffed the air, then sprang up with the ruff on its neck erect, and its sharp white teeth gleaming. Several moments it stood so, then with many a look out, curled itself up again. Venning had watched it breathlessly, now he patted it to sleep, and dozed off himself, only to wake up in a violent tremble, with that sound quivering plaintively in the air "Ngonyama! Ngonyama!"
The woman waited for him there, looking very tall against the light. "The boy is sick, mother a little water." "It is water now. Outside it was the honey he asked for. Set him down, Ngonyama the child is weakly; set him down, and see to yourself." "What words we these, woman?" "Woman, yes; but master here, Ngonyama; and my words are easy to understand.
The headman fell back and looked at Compton, who then stepped forward. "Give the message to me." "Wow! This, then, is the chief's word. 'Say to Ngonyama, the great white one, that the enemy will come against the valley up from the dead water. Ngonyama will let them advance until they are in the jaws of the rocks.
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