war-salute

Updated: July 20, 2025

By slow degrees it grows louder and louder, till at length it rolls and re-echoes from the hills like thunder, and comes to its conclusion with a fierce, quick rattle. This is the royal war-salute of the Zulus, and is but rarely to be heard.

Henry Rider Haggard - Cetywayo and his White Neighbours: Remarks on Recent Events in Zululand, Natal, and the Transvaal