The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1890-02-16

felt then, as from year to year I have
continued to feel while I wander through
the lonely wilderness of life, that have
been preserved to an end. l had won
my darling's love, and for little while
we had been happy together. Our hap
piness was too perfect to endure. She is
lost to me now, but she is lost to be
found again.
Here on the following morning 1 babe
farewell to Indaba-ziplbi.
''Good-by Macumazahn," he said, nod
ding his white lock at me. ''Good-by
for while. am not Christian; your
father could not make me that. But he
was wise man, and when he said that
those who love each other shall meet
again, he did not lie. And | too am
wise man in my way, Macumazahn; and
l say it is true that we shall meet again.
ALI my prophecies to you have come
true, Macumazahn, and this one shall
come true also. Itell you that you shall
return to Babyan Kraals and shall not
find me. Itell you that you shall journey
to further land than Babyan Kraals
and shall find me. FAREWELL and he
took pinch of snuff, turned and went.
Of my journey down to Natal there is
little TO tell. l met with many adven-
lures, but they were of an every day
kind, and in the end arrived safely at
Port Durham, which 1 now visited for
the first time. Both Tota and my baby
boy bore the journey well. And here
may as well chronicle the destiny of
Tota. For year she remained under
my charge. Then she was adopted by a
lady, the wife of an English colonel, who
was stationed at the Cape. She was
taken by her adopted parents to Eng
land, where she grew upa very charming
and pretty girl, and ultimately married
a clergyman in Norfolk. But never saw
her again, though we often wrote to each
other.
Before returned to the country of my
birth, she too had been gathered to the
land of shadows, leaving three children
behind her. All me! all this took place
SO long ago, when was young who now
am old.
Perhaps it may interest the reader to
know the fate of Mr.. Carson's property,
which should of course have gone to his
grandson Harry. wrote to England to
claim the estate on his behalf, but the
lawyer to whom the matter was SUBJ
mitted said that my marriage to Stella,
not having been celebrated by an Or
dained priest, was not legal according to
English law, and therefore Harry could
not inherit. Foolishly enough l acqui-
esced in this, and the property passed to
a cousin of my father-in-law's but since
1 have come to live in England I have
been informed that this opinion is open
to great suspicion, and that there is
every probability that the courts would
have declared the marriage perfectly
binding as having been solemnly entered
into in accordance with the custom of
the place where it was contracted. But
l am now so rich that it is not worth
while to move in the matter. The cou-
sin is dead, his son is in possession, so let
him keep it.
Once. and once only, did I revisit
Babyan Kraals. Some fifteen years after
my darlings death, when l was q man
in middle life, l undertook an expedi-
ton to the Zambesi, and one night out
spanned at the mouth of the well known
valley beneath the shadow of the great
peak. 1 mounted my horse, and quite
alone rode up the valley, noticing with a
strange prescience of evil that the road
was overgrown, and, save for the music
of the waterfalls, the place silent as
l1aofh Tho l-Too1c fhat mood fO no tn Tho
left of the road by the river had van
ished. ! rode towards their site; the
mealie fields were choked with weeds,
the paths were dumb with grass. Pres
emily | reached the place. There, over
grown with grass, were the burnt ashes
of the kraals, and there among the ashes,
cleaning in the moonlight, lay the white
bones of men. Now it was clear to me.
The settlement had been fallen on by
some powerful foe, and its inhabitants
put to the assegai. The forebodings of the
natives had come true; Babyan Kraals
were peopled by memories alone.
passed on up the terraces. There shone
the roofs of the marble huts. They
would not burn. and were too strong &c
be easily pulled down. entered one OF
them--it had been our sleeping hut-ant
lit a candle which l had with me. The
huts had been sacked: leaves of books
and broken fragments OF the familiar
furniture lay about. Then remembered
that there was secret place followed In
the floor and concealed 10y q stone. where
Stella used to hide her little treasures.
went to the stone and dragged it up
There was something within wrapped in
moldering native cloth. Iundid it. II
was ths. dress my wife had been married
lin. In the center of the dress were the
withered wreath and flowers she had
worn, and with them little paper
packet. opened it; it contained a loci
of my own hair. remembered that
had searched for this dress when l came
away and could not find it, for ] had for
gotten the secret recess in the floor.
Taking the dress with me, left tn,
hut for the last time. Leaving my hors'
tied to tree, walked to the graveyard
: through the ruined garden. There it wa
! a mass of weeds, but over iny darling
grave grew a self sown orange tree, o
which the scented petals fell in shower
. on to the mound beneath. As ] drew
near there was u crash and a rush.
great baboon leapt from the center o
the graveyard and vanished into til
. trees. | could almost believe that it wa
4 tie -vraith Of Hendrika doomed TO lsel
/, an eternal watch over the bones oil tn
woman her jealous rage had done t