San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1892-07-29

in front of the doors was set a seat, ana
on the seat was the figure of a woman
glorious to see. She was tall, and she
alone was white, and clad in robes of
white, and her hair was like gold which
was molten in the fire, and her face
shone like the midday sun. Then / saw
that those who came up ont of the river
stood before the woman, the water yet
running from them, and cried aloud TO
her:
Hail. InkoSazana-y-Zulu! Hail, Queen
of the Heavens
Now. the figure of the glorious woman
held rod in either hand, and the rod
in her right hand was white and of
ivory, and the rod in her left hand was
black and Of ebony. And as those who
came up before her throne greeted her,
so she pointed now with the wand of
ivory in her right hand and now with
the wand of ebony in her left hand,
And with the wand OF ivory she pointes
to the gates of ivory, through which
came light and laughter, and with the
wand of ebony she pointed to the gates
Of coal. through which came blackness
and grOans. And as she pointed so those
who greeted her turned and went, some
through the gates of light and some
through the gates of biackness.
Presently, as | stood, there came up
handful of people from the bank of
the river. looked on them and knew
them. There was Unandi, the mother
of Chaka: there was Anadi. my wife,
and MOosa. my son, and all my other
wives and children, and those who had
persisted with them.
They stood before the figure of the
whom the Umllulukulu has given it to
watch over the people of the Zulu, and
cried aloud, Hail, Inkosazana-y-Zulu!
Hair
Then she, the Inkosazana, pointed
with rod of ivory to tAe gates of ivory:
but still they stood before her. not NOV
ing Now the woman spoke for the first
time in a low voice that was sad and
awful to hear:
Pass in, children of my people, pass
in to the Judgment. Why tarry We?
Pass in through the gates of light!'
But still they tarried and in my vision
Unandi spoke: I'VE tarry, Queen of the
Heavens-we tarry to pray for justice
on him who murdered us. |, who on
earth was named Mother of the Heav-
ems, on behalf of all this company pray
to thee, Queen of the Heavens, for JUS
tice on him who murdered u.s.
How is he named?" asked the voice
that was low and awful.
"Chaka, king of the Zulus." answered
the voice of Unandi. "Chaka, my
SON"
Many have come to ask for venge-
ance on that head said the voice of
the Queen of the Heavens, land many
more shall come. Fear not, Unandi, it
shall fall. Fear not, Anadi and We
wives and children of Mopo. it shall fall,
/ say. With the spear that pierced thy
breast, Unandi, shall the breast of
Chaka be also pierced, and, We wives and
children of Mopo, the hand that pierces
shall be the hand of Mopo. As guide
him, so shall he 90. Pass in. children
of my people-pass in to the Judgment.
for the doom of Chaka is written
Thus | dreamed, my father. | woke
when the sky was gray with the morn
ing light, shaking the ashes from me. and
went without the kraal to wash myself
from the detilement. Then | returned
and sat without the gates of the Empo-
SEM. waiting till the kings women,
whom he named his sisters, should come
to draw water, according to their Gus
tom. At last they came, and sitting
with my karOss thrown over my face to
hide it, looked for the passing of Ba-
leka. Presently saw her: she was sad
faced and walked slowly, her pitcher on
her head. whispered her name and
she drew aside behind an aloe bush, and
making pretense that her foot was
pierced with thorn she fingered till the
other women were gone by. Then she
came up to me and we greeted one an
other, gazing heavily into each others
eyes.
In an i'll day did | hearken to you,
Baleka, said Ito you and to the Mother
of the Heavens and save your child alive.
Dead are all my house, dead is the
Mother of the Heavens-all are dead
and l myself have been put to the tor
ment by fire." and held out my wither-
ed hand toward her.
LAY, MopO, my brother" she answered,
but flesh is nearest to flesh and should
think little of it were not my son
Umslopogaas also dead, as have heard
but now"
You speak as a woman, Baleka. Is
it, then, nothing to you that l, your
brother, have lost-all lover
Fresh seed can yet be raised up to
you my brother, but for me there is no
hope, for the king looks on me no more.