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Updated: May 19, 2025
"It's nothing much. Only the belt of cotton-soil my chief showed me ran right into the Sheshaheli country. We haven't been able to prove cannibalism against that tribe in the courts; but when a Sheshaheli offers you four pounds of woman's breast, tattoo marks and all, skewered up in a plantain leaf before breakfast, you " "Naturally burn the villages before lunch," said Stalky.
No the slavers don't come our way, because our men have the reputation of dying too much, the first month after they're captured. That knocks down profits, you see." "What about your charming friends, the Sheshahelis?" said the Infant. "There's no market for Sheshaheli. People would as soon buy crocodiles.
It was a little, little arrangement, Sahib, of which is it necessary to tell all the world?" "And when didst thou know who the Hajji was?" said Strickland. "Not for a certainty till he and our Sahib had returned from their visit to the Sheshaheli country. It is quite true as our Sahib says, the man-eaters lay, flat around his feet, and asked for spades to cultivate cotton.
You don't know what that meant to me! I believe it cured my fever; and as soon as I could, I staggered off with the Hajji to interview the Sheshaheli about labour. Then I found out why they had been so keen to work! It wasn't gratitude. Their big village had been hit by lightning and burned out a week or two before, and they lay flat in rows around me asking me for a job. I gave it 'em."
But I said: 'We cannot go to that Sheshaheli place without a hundred rifles. We have here five. The Hajji said: 'I have untied as knot in my head-handkerchief which will be more to us than a thousand. I saw that he had so loosed it that it lay flagwise on his shoulder. Then I knew that he was a Great One with virtue in him.
The Sheshaheli do not smell of sour milk as heathen should. They smell like leopards, Sahib. This is because they eat men." "Maybe," said Strickland. "But where were thy wits? One witness is not sufficient to establish the fact of a sale." "What could we do, Sahib? There was the Hajji's reputation to consider. We could not have called in a heathen witness for such a thing.
Adam shook his head. "No troops," he sighed. "I told my Chief about it, and he said we must wait till they chopped a white man. He advised me if ever I felt like it not to commit a a barren felo de se, but to let the Sheshaheli do it. Then he could report, and then we could mop 'em up!" "Most immoral! That's how we got " Stalky quoted the name of a province won by just such a sacrifice.
"We came to the highlands of the Sheshaheli on the dawn of the second day about the time of the stirring of the cold wind. The Hajji walked delicately across the open place where their filth is, and scratched upon the gate which was shut. When it opened I saw the man-eaters lying on their cots under the eaves of the huts.
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