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Updated: May 22, 2025
'Here is the milk you wanted, said she, going up to Koane, who was still sulking in his corner. 'What is the use of that? grumbled Koane; 'why, there is not enough to drown a fly. Go and get me three times as much! Trembling with fright, Thakane returned to the tree, and struck it a sharp blow with the axe.
On the appointed day, Thakane slipped out when everybody was busy, and ran down the path that led to the lake. As soon as she got there, she crouched down among the willows, and sang softly: Bring to me Dilah, Dilah the rejected one, Dilah, whom her father Masilo cast out! And in a moment the old woman appeared holding the baby in her arms.
'You had better ask her, replied the man, 'she is old enough to answer for herself. Then, in her turn, Thakané sang: I gave Koumongoé to Koané, Koumongoé to the keeper of beasts; For without Koumongoé they could not go to the meadows: Without Koumongoé they would starve in the hut; That was why I gave him the Koumongoé of my father.
For some days Thakane stayed quietly at home, and her husband began to think that the man had been mistaken; but at last she said to her husband: 'I am going to bathe in the river. 'Well, you can go, answered he. But he ran down quickly by another path, and got there first, and hid himself in the bushes.
'Here is the milk you wanted, said she, going up to Koané, who was still sulking in his corner. 'What is the use of that? grumbled Koané; 'why, there is not enough to drown a fly. Go and get me three times as much! Trembling with fright, Thakané returned to the tree, and struck it a sharp blow with the axe.
But he ran down quickly by another path, and got there first, and hid himself in the bushes. An instant later, Thakané arrived, and standing on the bank, she sang: Bring to me Dilah, Dilah the rejected one, Dilah, whom her father Masilo cast out! Then the old woman came out of the water, holding the girl, now tall and slender, by the hand.
In an instant there poured forth such a stream of milk that it ran like a river into the hut. 'Koane! Koane! cried she, 'come and help me to plug up the hole. There will be no milk left for our father and mother. But Koane could not stop it any more than Thakane, and soon the milk was flowing through the hut downhill towards their parents in the fields below.
An instant later, Thakane arrived, and standing on the bank, she sang: Bring to me Dilah, Dilah the rejected one, Dilah, whom her father Masilo cast out! Then the old woman came out of the water, holding the girl, now tall and slender, by the hand. And as Masilo looked, he saw that she was indeed his daughter, and he wept for joy that she was not lying dead in the bottom of the lake.
Then Thakané stepped forward in front of the cattle and sang: Bring to me Dilah, Dilah the rejected one, Dilah, whom her father Masilo cast out! And Dilah came from the waters holding out her hands to Masilo and Thakané, and in her place the cattle sank into the lake, and were driven by the old woman to the great city filled with people, which lies at the bottom.
Instead, she lives at the bottom of the lake, and has now grown into a young woman. 'I don't know what you are talking about, replied Thakane. 'I buried my child under the sand on the beach.
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