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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Hunter Quatermain's Story, by H. Rider Haggard
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or
+re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included
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+Title: Hunter Quatermain's Story
+
+Author: H. Rider Haggard
+
+Release Date: April 3, 2006 [EBook #2728]
+Last Updated: September 23, 2016
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+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HUNTER QUATERMAIN'S STORY ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by John Bickers; Dagny; Emma Dudding; David Widger
+
+
+
+
+
+</pre>
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br />
+ </p>
+ <h1>
+ HUNTER QUATERMAIN&rsquo;S STORY
+ </h1>
+ <p>
+ <br />
+ </p>
+ <h2>
+ by H. Rider Haggard
+ </h2>
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br />
+ </p>
+ <hr />
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br />
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Sir Henry Curtis, as everybody acquainted with him knows, is one of the
+ most hospitable men on earth. It was in the course of the enjoyment of his
+ hospitality at his place in Yorkshire the other day that I heard the
+ hunting story which I am now about to transcribe. Many of those who read
+ it will no doubt have heard some of the strange rumours that are flying
+ about to the effect that Sir Henry Curtis and his friend Captain Good,
+ R.N., recently found a vast treasure of diamonds out in the heart of
+ Africa, supposed to have been hidden by the Egyptians, or King Solomon, or
+ some other antique people. I first saw the matter alluded to in a
+ paragraph in one of the society papers the day before I started for
+ Yorkshire to pay my visit to Curtis, and arrived, needless to say, burning
+ with curiosity; for there is something very fascinating to the mind in the
+ idea of hidden treasure. When I reached the Hall, I at once asked Curtis
+ about it, and he did not deny the truth of the story; but on my pressing
+ him to tell it he would not, nor would Captain Good, who was also staying
+ in the house.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;You would not believe me if I did,&rdquo; Sir Henry said, with one of the
+ hearty laughs which seem to come right out of his great lungs. &ldquo;You must
+ wait till Hunter Quatermain comes; he will arrive here from Africa
+ to-night, and I am not going to say a word about the matter, or Good
+ either, until he turns up. Quatermain was with us all through; he has
+ known about the business for years and years, and if it had not been for
+ him we should not have been here to-day. I am going to meet him
+ presently.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ I could not get a word more out of him, nor could anybody else, though we
+ were all dying of curiosity, especially some of the ladies. I shall never
+ forget how they looked in the drawing-room before dinner when Captain Good
+ produced a great rough diamond, weighing fifty carats or more, and told
+ them that he had many larger than that. If ever I saw curiosity and envy
+ printed on fair faces, I saw them then.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ It was just at this moment that the door was opened, and Mr. Allan
+ Quatermain announced, whereupon Good put the diamond into his pocket, and
+ sprang at a little man who limped shyly into the room, convoyed by Sir
+ Henry Curtis himself.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Here he is, Good, safe and sound,&rdquo; said Sir Henry, gleefully. &ldquo;Ladies and
+ gentlemen, let me introduce you to one of the oldest hunters and the very
+ best shot in Africa, who has killed more elephants and lions than any
+ other man alive.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Everybody turned and stared politely at the curious-looking little lame
+ man, and though his size was insignificant, he was quite worth staring at.
+ He had short grizzled hair, which stood about an inch above his head like
+ the bristles of a brush, gentle brown eyes, that seemed to notice
+ everything, and a withered face, tanned to the colour of mahogany from
+ exposure to the weather. He spoke, too, when he returned Good&rsquo;s
+ enthusiastic greeting, with a curious little accent, which made his speech
+ noticeable.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ It so happened that I sat next to Mr. Allan Quatermain at dinner, and, of
+ course, did my best to draw him; but he was not to be drawn. He admitted
+ that he had recently been a long journey into the interior of Africa with
+ Sir Henry Curtis and Captain Good, and that they had found treasure, and
+ then politely turned the subject and began to ask me questions about
+ England, where he had never been before&mdash;that is, since he came to
+ years of discretion. Of course, I did not find this very interesting, and
+ so cast about for some means to bring the conversation round again.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Now, we were dining in an oak-panelled vestibule, and on the wall opposite
+ to me were fixed two gigantic elephant tusks, and under them a pair of
+ buffalo horns, very rough and knotted, showing that they came off an old
+ bull, and having the tip of one horn split and chipped. I noticed that
+ Hunter Quatermain&rsquo;s eyes kept glancing at these trophies, and took an
+ occasion to ask him if he knew anything about them.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I ought to,&rdquo; he answered, with a little laugh; &ldquo;the elephant to which
+ those tusks belonged tore one of our party right in two about eighteen
+ months ago, and as for the buffalo horns, they were nearly my death, and
+ were the end of a servant of mine to whom I was much attached. I gave them
+ to Sir Henry when he left Natal some months ago;&rdquo; and Mr. Quatermain
+ sighed and turned to answer a question from the lady whom he had taken
+ down to dinner, and who, needless to say, was also employed in trying to
+ pump him about the diamonds.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Indeed, all round the table there was a simmer of scarcely suppressed
+ excitement, which, when the servants had left the room, could no longer be
+ restrained.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Now, Mr. Quatermain,&rdquo; said the lady next him, &ldquo;we have been kept in an
+ agony of suspense by Sir Henry and Captain Good, who have persistently
+ refused to tell us a word of this story about the hidden treasure till you
+ came, and we simply can bear it no longer; so, please, begin at once.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Yes,&rdquo; said everybody, &ldquo;go on, please.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Hunter Quatermain glanced round the table apprehensively; he did not seem
+ to appreciate finding himself the object of so much curiosity.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Ladies and gentlemen,&rdquo; he said at last, with a shake of his grizzled
+ head, &ldquo;I am very sorry to disappoint you, but I cannot do it. It is this
+ way. At the request of Sir Henry and Captain Good I have written down a
+ true and plain account of King Solomon&rsquo;s Mines and how we found them, so
+ you will soon be able to learn all about that wonderful adventure for
+ yourselves; but until then I will say nothing about it, not from any wish
+ to disappoint your curiosity, or to make myself important, but simply
+ because the whole story partakes so much of the marvellous, that I am
+ afraid to tell it in a piecemeal, hasty fashion, for fear I should be set
+ down as one of those common fellows of whom there are so many in my
+ profession, who are not ashamed to narrate things they have not seen, and
+ even to tell wonderful stories about wild animals they have never killed.
+ And I think that my companions in adventure, Sir Henry Curtis and Captain
+ Good, will bear me out in what I say.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Yes, Quatermain, I think you are quite right,&rdquo; said Sir Henry. &ldquo;Precisely
+ the same considerations have forced Good and myself to hold our tongues.
+ We did not wish to be bracketed with&mdash;well, with other famous
+ travellers.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ There was a murmur of disappointment at these announcements.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I believe you are all hoaxing us,&rdquo; said the young lady next Mr.
+ Quatermain, rather sharply.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Believe me,&rdquo; answered the old hunter, with a quaint courtesy and a little
+ bow of his grizzled head; &ldquo;though I have lived all my life in the
+ wilderness, and amongst savages, I have neither the heart, nor the want of
+ manners, to wish to deceive one so lovely.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Whereat the young lady, who was pretty, looked appeased.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;This is very dreadful,&rdquo; I broke in. &ldquo;We ask for bread and you give us a
+ stone, Mr. Quatermain. The least that you can do is to tell us the story
+ of the tusks opposite and the buffalo horns underneath. We won&rsquo;t let you
+ off with less.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I am but a poor story-teller,&rdquo; put in the old hunter, &ldquo;but if you will
+ forgive my want of skill, I shall be happy to tell you, not the story of
+ the tusks, for that is part of the history of our journey to King
+ Solomon&rsquo;s Mines, but that of the buffalo horns beneath them, which is now
+ ten years old.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Bravo, Quatermain!&rdquo; said Sir Henry. &ldquo;We shall all be delighted. Fire
+ away! Fill up your glass first.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The little man did as he was bid, took a sip of claret, and began:&mdash;&ldquo;About
+ ten years ago I was hunting up in the far interior of Africa, at a place
+ called Gatgarra, not a great way from the Chobe River. I had with me four
+ native servants, namely, a driver and voorlooper, or leader, who were
+ natives of Matabeleland, a Hottentot named Hans, who had once been the
+ slave of a Transvaal Boer, and a Zulu hunter, who for five years had
+ accompanied me upon my trips, and whose name was Mashune. Now near
+ Gatgarra I found a fine piece of healthy, park-like country, where the
+ grass was very good, considering the time of year; and here I made a
+ little camp or head-quarter settlement, from whence I went expeditions on
+ all sides in search of game, especially elephant. My luck, however, was
+ bad; I got but little ivory. I was therefore very glad when some natives
+ brought me news that a large herd of elephants were feeding in a valley
+ about thirty miles away. At first I thought of trekking down to the
+ valley, waggon and all, but gave up the idea on hearing that it was
+ infested with the deadly &lsquo;tsetse&rsquo; fly, which is certain death to all
+ animals, except men, donkeys, and wild game. So I reluctantly determined
+ to leave the waggon in the charge of the Matabele leader and driver, and
+ to start on a trip into the thorn country, accompanied only by the
+ Hottentot Hans, and Mashune.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Accordingly on the following morning we started, and on the evening of
+ the next day reached the spot where the elephants were reported to be. But
+ here again we were met by ill luck. That the elephants had been there was
+ evident enough, for their spoor was plentiful, and so were other traces of
+ their presence in the shape of mimosa trees torn out of the ground, and
+ placed topsy-turvy on their flat crowns, in order to enable the great
+ beasts to feed on their sweet roots; but the elephants themselves were
+ conspicuous by their absence. They had elected to move on. This being so,
+ there was only one thing to do, and that was to move after them, which we
+ did, and a pretty hunt they led us. For a fortnight or more we dodged
+ about after those elephants, coming up with them on two occasions, and a
+ splendid herd they were&mdash;only, however, to lose them again. At length
+ we came up with them a third time, and I managed to shoot one bull, and
+ then they started off again, where it was useless to try and follow them.
+ After this I gave it up in disgust, and we made the best of our way back
+ to the camp, not in the sweetest of tempers, carrying the tusks of the
+ elephant I had shot.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;It was on the afternoon of the fifth day of our tramp that we reached the
+ little koppie overlooking the spot where the waggon stood, and I confess
+ that I climbed it with a pleasurable sense of home-coming, for his waggon
+ is the hunter&rsquo;s home, as much as his house is that of the civilized
+ person. I reached the top of the koppie, and looked in the direction where
+ the friendly white tent of the waggon should be, but there was no waggon,
+ only a black burnt plain stretching away as far as the eye could reach. I
+ rubbed my eyes, looked again, and made out on the spot of the camp, not my
+ waggon, but some charred beams of wood. Half wild with grief and anxiety,
+ followed by Hans and Mashune, I ran at full speed down the slope of the
+ koppie, and across the space of plain below to the spring of water, where
+ my camp had been. I was soon there, only to find that my worst suspicions
+ were confirmed.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;The waggon and all its contents, including my spare guns and ammunition,
+ had been destroyed by a grass fire.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Now before I started, I had left orders with the driver to burn off the
+ grass round the camp, in order to guard against accidents of this nature,
+ and here was the reward of my folly: a very proper illustration of the
+ necessity, especially where natives are concerned, of doing a thing one&rsquo;s
+ self if one wants it done at all. Evidently the lazy rascals had not burnt
+ round the waggon; most probably, indeed, they had themselves carelessly
+ fired the tall and resinous tambouki grass near by; the wind had driven
+ the flames on to the waggon tent, and there was quickly an end of the
+ matter. As for the driver and leader, I know not what became of them:
+ probably fearing my anger, they bolted, taking the oxen with them. I have
+ never seen them from that hour to this.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I sat down on the black veldt by the spring, and gazed at the charred
+ axles and disselboom of my waggon, and I can assure you, ladies and
+ gentlemen, I felt inclined to weep. As for Mashune and Hans they cursed
+ away vigorously, one in Zulu and the other in Dutch. Ours was a pretty
+ position. We were nearly 300 miles away from Bamangwato, the capital of
+ Khama&rsquo;s country, which was the nearest spot where we could get any help,
+ and our ammunition, spare guns, clothing, food, and everything else, were
+ all totally destroyed. I had just what I stood in, which was a flannel
+ shirt, a pair of &lsquo;veldt-schoons,&rsquo; or shoes of raw hide, my eight-bore
+ rifle, and a few cartridges. Hans and Mashune had also each a Martini
+ rifle and some cartridges, not many. And it was with this equipment that
+ we had to undertake a journey of 300 miles through a desolate and almost
+ uninhabited region. I can assure you that I have rarely been in a worse
+ position, and I have been in some queer ones. However, these things are
+ the natural incidents of a hunter&rsquo;s life, and the only thing to do was to
+ make the best of them.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Accordingly, after passing a comfortless night by the remains of my
+ waggon, we started next morning on our long journey towards civilization.
+ Now if I were to set to work to tell you all the troubles and incidents of
+ that dreadful journey I should keep you listening here till midnight; so I
+ will, with your permission, pass on to the particular adventure of which
+ the pair of buffalo horns opposite are the melancholy memento.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;We had been travelling for about a month, living and getting along as
+ best we could, when one evening we camped some forty miles from
+ Bamangwato. By this time we were indeed in a melancholy plight, footsore,
+ half starved, and utterly worn out; and, in addition, I was suffering from
+ a sharp attack of fever, which half blinded me and made me weak as a babe.
+ Our ammunition, too, was exhausted; I had only one cartridge left for my
+ eight-bore rifle, and Hans and Mashune, who were armed with Martini
+ Henrys, had three between them. It was about an hour from sundown when we
+ halted and lit a fire&mdash;for luckily we had still a few matches. It was
+ a charming spot to camp, I remember. Just off the game track we were
+ following was a little hollow, fringed about with flat-crowned mimosa
+ trees, and at the bottom of the hollow, a spring of clear water welled up
+ out of the earth, and formed a pool, round the edges of which grew an
+ abundance of watercresses of an exactly similar kind to those which were
+ handed round the table just now. Now we had no food of any kind left,
+ having that morning devoured the last remains of a little oribé antelope,
+ which I had shot two days previously. Accordingly Hans, who was a better
+ shot than Mashune, took two of the three remaining Martini cartridges, and
+ started out to see if he could not kill a buck for supper. I was too weak
+ to go myself.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Meanwhile Mashune employed himself in dragging together some dead boughs
+ from the mimosa trees to make a sort of &lsquo;skerm,&rsquo; or shelter for us to
+ sleep in, about forty yards from the edge of the pool of water. We had
+ been greatly troubled with lions in the course of our long tramp, and only
+ on the previous night have very nearly been attacked by them, which made
+ me nervous, especially in my weak state. Just as we had finished the
+ skerm, or rather something which did duty for one, Mashune and I heard a
+ shot apparently fired about a mile away.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Hark to it!&rsquo; sung out Mashune in Zulu, more, I fancy, by way of keeping
+ his spirits up than for any other reason&mdash;for he was a sort of black
+ Mark Tapley, and very cheerful under difficulties. &lsquo;Hark to the wonderful
+ sound with which the &ldquo;Maboona&rdquo; (the Boers) shook our fathers to the ground
+ at the Battle of the Blood River. We are hungry now, my father; our
+ stomachs are small and withered up like a dried ox&rsquo;s paunch, but they will
+ soon be full of good meat. Hans is a Hottentot, and an &ldquo;umfagozan,&rdquo; that
+ is, a low fellow, but he shoots straight&mdash;ah! he certainly shoots
+ straight. Be of a good heart, my father, there will soon be meat upon the
+ fire, and we shall rise up men.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;And so he went on talking nonsense till I told him to stop, because he
+ made my head ache with his empty words.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Shortly after we heard the shot the sun sank in his red splendour, and
+ there fell upon earth and sky the great hush of the African wilderness.
+ The lions were not up as yet, they would probably wait for the moon, and
+ the birds and beasts were all at rest. I cannot describe the intensity of
+ the quiet of the night: to me in my weak state, and fretting as I was over
+ the non-return of the Hottentot Hans, it seemed almost ominous&mdash;as
+ though Nature were brooding over some tragedy which was being enacted in
+ her sight.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;It was quiet&mdash;quiet as death, and lonely as the grave.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Mashune,&rsquo; I said at last, &lsquo;where is Hans? my heart is heavy for him.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Nay, my father, I know not; mayhap he is weary, and sleeps, or mayhap he
+ has lost his way.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Mashune, art thou a boy to talk folly to me?&rsquo; I answered. &lsquo;Tell me, in
+ all the years thou hast hunted by my side, didst thou ever know a
+ Hottentot to lose his path or to sleep upon the way to camp?&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Nay, Macumazahn&rsquo; (that, ladies, is my native name, and means the man who
+ &lsquo;gets up by night,&rsquo; or who &lsquo;is always awake&rsquo;), &lsquo;I know not where he is.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;But though we talked thus, we neither of us liked to hint at what was in
+ both our minds, namely, that misfortunate had overtaken the poor
+ Hottentot.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Mashune,&rsquo; I said at last, &lsquo;go down to the water and bring me of those
+ green herbs that grow there. I am hungered, and must eat something.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Nay, my father; surely the ghosts are there; they come out of the water
+ at night, and sit upon the banks to dry themselves. An Isanusi[*] told it
+ me.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+<pre xml:space="preserve">
+ [*] <i>Isanusi</i>, witch-finder.
+</pre>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Mashune was, I think, one of the bravest men I ever knew in the daytime,
+ but he had a more than civilized dread of the supernatural.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Must I go myself, thou fool?&rsquo; I said, sternly.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Nay, Macumazahn, if thy heart yearns for strange things like a sick
+ woman, I go, even if the ghosts devour me.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;And accordingly he went, and soon returned with a large bundle of
+ watercresses, of which I ate greedily.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Art thou not hungry?&rsquo; I asked the great Zulu presently, as he sat eyeing
+ me eating.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Never was I hungrier, my father.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Then eat,&rsquo; and I pointed to the watercresses.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Nay, Macumazahn, I cannot eat those herbs.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;If thou dost not eat thou wilt starve: eat, Mashune.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;He stared at the watercresses doubtfully for a while, and at last seized
+ a handful and crammed them into his mouth, crying out as he did so, &lsquo;Oh,
+ why was I born that I should live to feed on green weeds like an ox?
+ Surely if my mother could have known it she would have killed me when I
+ was born!&rsquo; and so he went on lamenting between each fistful of
+ watercresses till all were finished, when he declared that he was full
+ indeed of stuff, but it lay very cold on his stomach, &lsquo;like snow upon a
+ mountain.&rsquo; At any other time I should have laughed, for it must be
+ admitted he had a ludicrous way of putting things. Zulus do not like green
+ food.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Just after Mashune had finished his watercress, we heard the loud &lsquo;woof!
+ woof!&rsquo; of a lion, who was evidently promenading much nearer to our little
+ skerm than was pleasant. Indeed, on looking into the darkness and
+ listening intently, I could hear his snoring breath, and catch the light
+ of his great yellow eyes. We shouted loudly, and Mashune threw some sticks
+ on the fire to frighten him, which apparently had the desired effect, for
+ we saw no more of him for a while.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Just after we had had this fright from the lion, the moon rose in her
+ fullest splendour, throwing a robe of silver light over all the earth. I
+ have rarely seen a more beautiful moonrise. I remember that sitting in the
+ skerm I could with ease read faint pencil notes in my pocket-book. As soon
+ as the moon was up game began to trek down to the water just below us. I
+ could, from where I sat, see all sorts of them passing along a little
+ ridge that ran to our right, on their way to the drinking place. Indeed,
+ one buck&mdash;a large eland&mdash;came within twenty yards of the skerm,
+ and stood at gaze, staring at it suspiciously, his beautiful head and
+ twisted horns standing out clearly against the sky. I had, I recollect,
+ every mind to have a pull at him on the chance of providing ourselves with
+ a good supply of beef; but remembering that we had but two cartridges
+ left, and the extreme uncertainty of a shot by moonlight, I at length
+ decided to refrain. The eland presently moved on to the water, and a
+ minute or two afterwards there arose a great sound of splashing, followed
+ by the quick fall of galloping hoofs.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;What&rsquo;s that, Mashune?&rsquo; I asked.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;That dam lion; buck smell him,&rsquo; replied the Zulu in English, of which he
+ had a very superficial knowledge.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Scarcely were the words out of his mouth before we heard a sort of whine
+ over the other side of the pool, which was instantly answered by a loud
+ coughing roar close to us.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;By Jove!&rsquo; I said, &lsquo;there are two of them. They have lost the buck; we
+ must look out they don&rsquo;t catch us.&rsquo; And again we made up the fire, and
+ shouted, with the result that the lions moved off.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Mashune,&rsquo; I said, &lsquo;do you watch till the moon gets over that tree, when
+ it will be the middle of the night. Then wake me. Watch well, now, or the
+ lions will be picking those worthless bones of yours before you are three
+ hours older. I must rest a little, or I shall die.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Koos!&rsquo; (chief), answered the Zulu. &lsquo;Sleep, my father, sleep in peace; my
+ eyes shall be open as the stars; and like the stars watch over you.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Although I was so weak, I could not at once follow his advice. To begin
+ with, my head ached with fever, and I was torn with anxiety as to the fate
+ of the Hottentot Hans; and, indeed, as to our own fate, left with sore
+ feet, empty stomachs, and two cartridges, to find our way to Bamangwato,
+ forty miles off. Then the mere sensation of knowing that there are one or
+ more hungry lions prowling round you somewhere in the dark is disquieting,
+ however well one may be used to it, and, by keeping the attention on the
+ stretch, tends to prevent one from sleeping. In addition to all these
+ troubles, too, I was, I remember, seized with a dreadful longing for a
+ pipe of tobacco, whereas, under the circumstances, I might as well have
+ longed for the moon.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;At last, however, I fell into an uneasy sleep as full of bad dreams as a
+ prickly pear is of points, one of which, I recollect, was that I was
+ setting my naked foot upon a cobra which rose upon its tail and hissed my
+ name, &lsquo;Macumazahn,&rsquo; into my ear. Indeed, the cobra hissed with such
+ persistency that at last I roused myself.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;<i>Macumazahn, nanzia, nanzia!</i>&rsquo; (there, there!) whispered Mashune&rsquo;s
+ voice into my drowsy ears. Raising myself, I opened my eyes, and I saw
+ Mashune kneeling by my side and pointing towards the water. Following the
+ line of his outstretched hand, my eyes fell upon a sight that made me
+ jump, old hunter as I was even in those days. About twenty paces from the
+ little skerm was a large ant-heap, and on the summit of the ant-heap, her
+ four feet rather close together, so as to find standing space, stood the
+ massive form of a big lioness. Her head was towards the skerm, and in the
+ bright moonlight I saw her lower it and lick her paws.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Mashune thrust the Martini rifle into my hands, whispering that it was
+ loaded. I lifted it and covered the lioness, but found that even in that
+ light I could not make out the foresight of the Martini. As it would be
+ madness to fire without doing so, for the result would probably be that I
+ should wound the lioness, if, indeed, I did not miss her altogether, I
+ lowered the rifle; and, hastily tearing a fragment of paper from one of
+ the leaves of my pocket-book, which I had been consulting just before I
+ went to sleep, I proceeded to fix it on to the front sight. But all this
+ took a little time, and before the paper was satisfactorily arranged,
+ Mashune again gripped me by the arm, and pointed to a dark heap under the
+ shade of a small mimosa tree which grew not more than ten paces from the
+ skerm.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Well, what is it?&rsquo; I whispered; &lsquo;I can see nothing.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;It is another lion,&rsquo; he answered.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Nonsense! thy heart is dead with fear, thou seest double;&rsquo; and I bent
+ forward over the edge of the surrounding fence, and stared at the heap.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Even as I said the words, the dark mass rose and stalked out into the
+ moonlight. It was a magnificent, black-maned lion, one of the largest I
+ had ever seen. When he had gone two or three steps he caught sight of me,
+ halted, and stood there gazing straight towards us;&mdash;he was so close
+ that I could see the firelight reflected in his wicked, greenish eyes.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Shoot, shoot!&rsquo; said Mashune. &lsquo;The devil is coming&mdash;he is going to
+ spring!&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I raised the rifle, and got the bit of paper on the foresight, straight
+ on to a little path of white hair just where the throat is set into the
+ chest and shoulders. As I did so, the lion glanced back over his shoulder,
+ as, according to my experience, a lion nearly always does before he
+ springs. Then he dropped his body a little, and I saw his big paws spread
+ out upon the ground as he put his weight on them to gather purchase. In
+ haste I pressed the trigger of the Martini, and not a moment too soon;
+ for, as I did so, he was in the act of springing. The report of the rifle
+ rang out sharp and clear on the intense silence of the night, and in
+ another second the great brute had landed on his head within four feet of
+ us, and rolling over and over towards us, was sending the bushes which
+ composed our little fence flying with convulsive strokes of his great
+ paws. We sprang out of the other side of the &lsquo;skerm,&rsquo; and he rolled on to
+ it and into it and then right through the fire. Next he raised himself and
+ sat upon his haunches like a great dog, and began to roar. Heavens! how he
+ roared! I never heard anything like it before or since. He kept filling
+ his lungs with air, and then emitting it in the most heart-shaking volumes
+ of sound. Suddenly, in the middle of one of the loudest roars, he rolled
+ over on to his side and lay still, and I knew that he was dead. A lion
+ generally dies upon his side.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;With a sigh of relief I looked up towards his mate upon the ant-heap. She
+ was standing there apparently petrified with astonishment, looking over
+ her shoulder, and lashing her tail; but to our intense joy, when the dying
+ beast ceased roaring, she turned, and, with one enormous bound, vanished
+ into the night.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Then we advanced cautiously towards the prostrate brute, Mashune droning
+ an improvised Zulu song as he went, about how Macumazahn, the hunter of
+ hunters, whose eyes are open by night as well as by day, put his hand down
+ the lion&rsquo;s stomach when it came to devour him and pulled out his heart by
+ the roots, &amp;c., &amp;c., by way of expressing his satisfaction, in his
+ hyperbolical Zulu way, at the turn events had taken.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;There was no need for caution; the lion was as dead as though he had
+ already been stuffed with straw. The Martini bullet had entered within an
+ inch of the white spot I had aimed at, and travelled right through him,
+ passing out at the right buttock, near the root of the tail. The Martini
+ has wonderful driving power, though the shock it gives to the system is,
+ comparatively speaking, slight, owing to the smallness of the hole it
+ makes. But fortunately the lion is an easy beast to kill.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I passed the rest of that night in a profound slumber, my head reposing
+ upon the deceased lion&rsquo;s flank, a position that had, I thought, a
+ beautiful touch of irony about it, though the smell of his singed hair was
+ disagreeable. When I woke again the faint primrose lights of dawn were
+ flushing in the eastern sky. For a moment I could not understand the chill
+ sense of anxiety that lay like a lump of ice at my heart, till the feel
+ and smell of the skin of the dead lion beneath my head recalled the
+ circumstances in which we were placed. I rose, and eagerly looked round to
+ see if I could discover any signs of Hans, who, if he had escaped
+ accident, would surely return to us at dawn, but there were none. Then
+ hope grew faint, and I felt that it was not well with the poor fellow.
+ Setting Mashune to build up the fire I hastily removed the hide from the
+ flank of the lion, which was indeed a splendid beast, and cutting off some
+ lumps of flesh, we toasted and ate them greedily. Lions&rsquo; flesh, strange as
+ it may seem, is very good eating, and tastes more like veal than anything
+ else.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;By the time we had finished our much-needed meal the sun was getting up,
+ and after a drink of water and a wash at the pool, we started to try and
+ find Hans, leaving the dead lion to the tender mercies of the hyænas. Both
+ Mashune and myself were, by constant practice, pretty good hands at
+ tracking, and we had not much difficulty in following the Hottentot&rsquo;s
+ spoor, faint as it was. We had gone on in this way for half-an-hour or so,
+ and were, perhaps, a mile or more from the site of our camping-place, when
+ we discovered the spoor of a solitary bull buffalo mixed up with the spoor
+ of Hans, and were able, from various indications, to make out that he had
+ been tracking the buffalo. At length we reached a little glade in which
+ there grew a stunted old mimosa thorn, with a peculiar and overhanging
+ formation of root, under which a porcupine, or an ant-bear, or some such
+ animal, had hollowed out a wide-lipped hole. About ten or fifteen paces
+ from this thorn-tree there was a thick patch of bush.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;See, Macumazahn! see!&rsquo; said Mashune, excitedly, as we drew near the
+ thorn; &lsquo;the buffalo has charged him. Look, here he stood to fire at him;
+ see how firmly he planted his feet upon the earth; there is the mark of
+ his crooked toe (Hans had one bent toe). Look! here the bull came like a
+ boulder down the hill, his hoofs turning up the earth like a hoe. Hans had
+ hit him: he bled as he came; there are the blood spots. It is all written
+ down there, my father&mdash;there upon the earth.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Yes,&rsquo; I said; &lsquo;yes; but <i>where is Hans?</i>&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Even as I said it Mashune clutched my arm, and pointed to the stunted
+ thorn just by us. Even now, gentlemen, it makes me feel sick when I think
+ of what I saw.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;For fixed in a stout fork of the tree some eight feet from the ground was
+ Hans himself, or rather his dead body, evidently tossed there by the
+ furious buffalo. One leg was twisted round the fork, probably in a dying
+ convulsion. In the side, just beneath the ribs, was a great hole, from
+ which the entrails protruded. But this was not all. The other leg hung
+ down to within five feet of the ground. The skin and most of the flesh
+ were gone from it. For a moment we stood aghast, and gazed at this
+ horrifying sight. Then I understood what had happened. The buffalo, with
+ that devilish cruelty which distinguishes the animal, had, after his enemy
+ was dead, stood underneath his body, and licked the flesh off the pendant
+ leg with his file-like tongue. I had heard of such a thing before, but had
+ always treated the stories as hunters&rsquo; yarns; but I had no doubt about it
+ now. Poor Hans&rsquo; skeleton foot and ankle were an ample proof.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;We stood aghast under the tree, and stared and stared at this awful
+ sight, when suddenly our cogitations were interrupted in a painful manner.
+ The thick bush about fifteen paces off burst asunder with a crashing
+ sound, and uttering a series of ferocious pig-like grunts, the bull
+ buffalo himself came charging out straight at us. Even as he came I saw
+ the blood mark on his side where poor Hans&rsquo; bullet had struck him, and
+ also, as is often the case with particularly savage buffaloes, that his
+ flanks had recently been terribly torn in an encounter with a lion.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;On he came, his head well up (a buffalo does not generally lower his head
+ till he does so to strike); those great black horns&mdash;as I look at
+ them before me, gentlemen, I seem to see them come charging at me as I did
+ ten years ago, silhouetted against the green bush behind;&mdash;on, on!&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;With a shout Mashune bolted off sideways towards the bush. I had
+ instinctively lifted my eight-bore, which I had in my hand. It would have
+ been useless to fire at the buffalo&rsquo;s head, for the dense horns must have
+ turned the bullet; but as Mashune bolted, the bull slewed a little, with
+ the momentary idea of following him, and as this gave me a ghost of a
+ chance, I let drive my only cartridge at his shoulder. The bullet struck
+ the shoulder-blade and smashed it up, and then travelled on under the skin
+ into his flank; but it did not stop him, though for a second he staggered.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Throwing myself on to the ground with the energy of despair, I rolled
+ under the shelter of the projecting root of the thorn, crushing myself as
+ far into the mouth of the ant-bear hole as I could. In a single instant
+ the buffalo was after me. Kneeling down on his uninjured knee&mdash;for
+ one leg, that of which I had broken the shoulder, was swinging helplessly
+ to and fro&mdash;he set to work to try and hook me out of the hole with
+ his crooked horn. At first he struck at me furiously, and it was one of
+ the blows against the base of the tree which splintered the tip of the
+ horn in the way that you see. Then he grew more cunning, and pushed his
+ head as far under the root as possible, made long semicircular sweeps at
+ me, grunting furiously, and blowing saliva and hot steamy breath all over
+ me. I was just out of reach of the horn, though every stroke, by widening
+ the hole and making more room for his head, brought it closer to me, but
+ every now and again I received heavy blows in the ribs from his muzzle.
+ Feeling that I was being knocked silly, I made an effort and seizing his
+ rough tongue, which was hanging from his jaws, I twisted it with all my
+ force. The great brute bellowed with pain and fury, and jerked himself
+ backwards so strongly, that he dragged me some inches further from the
+ mouth of the hole, and again made a sweep at me, catching me this time
+ round the shoulder-joint in the hook of his horn.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I felt that it was all up now, and began to holloa.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;He has got me!&rsquo; I shouted in mortal terror. &lsquo;<i>Gwasa, Mashune, gwasa!</i>&rsquo;
+ (&lsquo;Stab, Mashune, stab!&rsquo;).
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;One hoist of the great head, and out of the hole I came like a periwinkle
+ out of his shell. But even as I did so, I caught sight of Mashune&rsquo;s
+ stalwart form advancing with his &lsquo;bangwan,&rsquo; or broad stabbing assegai,
+ raised above his head. In another quarter of a second I had fallen from
+ the horn, and heard the blow of the spear, followed by the indescribable
+ sound of steel shearing its way through flesh. I had fallen on my back,
+ and, looking up, I saw that the gallant Mashune had driven the assegai a
+ foot or more into the carcass of the buffalo, and was turning to fly.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Alas! it was too late. Bellowing madly, and spouting blood from mouth and
+ nostrils, the devilish brute was on him, and had thrown him up like a
+ feather, and then gored him twice as he lay. I struggled up with some wild
+ idea of affording help, but before I had gone a step the buffalo gave one
+ long sighing bellow, and rolled over dead by the side of his victim.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Mashune was still living, but a single glance at him told me that his
+ hour had come. The buffalo&rsquo;s horn had driven a great hole in his right
+ lung, and inflicted other injuries.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I knelt down beside him in the uttermost distress, and took his hand.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Is he dead, Macumazahn?&rsquo; he whispered. &lsquo;My eyes are blind; I cannot
+ see.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Yes, he is dead.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Did the black devil hurt thee, Macumazahn?&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;No, my poor fellow, I am not much hurt.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Ow! I am glad.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Then came a long silence, broken only by the sound of the air whistling
+ through the hole in his lung as he breathed.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;Macumazahn, art thou there? I cannot feel thee.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;I am here, Mashune.&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;&lsquo;I die, Macumazahn&mdash;the world flies round and round. I go&mdash;I go
+ out into the dark! Surely, my father, at times in days to come&mdash;thou
+ wilt think of Mashune who stood by thy side&mdash;when thou killest
+ elephants, as we used&mdash;as we used&mdash;&mdash;&rsquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;They were his last words, his brave spirit passed with him. I dragged his
+ body to the hole under the tree, and pushed it in, placing his broad
+ assegai by him, according to the custom of his people, that he might not
+ go defenceless on his long journey; and then, ladies&mdash;I am not
+ ashamed to confess&mdash;I stood alone there before it, and wept like a
+ woman.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br />
+ </p>
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