Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-07-17

| "Ilen bner0 Is Iuhu duOu6 tAo
People OF the AK who has fool for a
father. or all tidings this is the
worst"
"There is a man among the People OF
the AK who has jade and a scold for
a wife," said Umslopogaas, springing
up. "Begone, Zinita, and know this,
that il I hear you speak more such
words of him who is my father you
shall 20 further than your own hut,
for will put you away and drive you
from my kraal. Ihave suffered you too
long"
81 CO." said Zinits. "Oh, I am we'll
serYed l made you chief and now you
threaten to put me away"
cit was my own hands that made me
chief" said Umslopogaas, and thrust
her from the hut.
''It is an i'll thing to be welded to
such woman, my father, he said pres
emily.
Now, for awhile we sat silent and
alone in the hut, and as we sat me-
thought l heard rat stir in the
thatch.
Then 1 spoke, "Umslopogaas, at
| length the hour has come that should
whisper somewhat into your ear word
that have held secret since you were
born"
Speak on, my father" he said, won
derinG.
l crept to the door Of the hut and
looked out. The night was dark, and
could see none about and could hear
none move, yet, being cautious,
walked around the hut. Had l not
been a fool should have searched out
that rat in the thatch before ever l
opened my lips. for the rat was Zinita,
my father-Zinita, who had climbed the
hut and now lay there in the dark, her
| ear upon the smokehole, hearkenlng to
every word that passed.
So, having searched and found moth
ing, spoke to Umsopogaas, my fos-
| terling, little knowing that Death in
woman'S shape lay on the hut above
us. "Hearken," l said. "You are no
son of mine, Umslopogaas, though you
have called me father from babe.
You spring from a loitier stock,
Slaughterer."
yet l was we'll pleased with my faith
ering, old man." said Umslopogaas.
''The breed is good enough for me. Say,
then, whose son am II"
Now bent forward and whispered to
| him-yet, alas! not low enough, lyon
are the son OF the Black One, who is
dead yea, sprung from the loins OF
| Chaka and Of Baleka my sister.
az still have some part in your blood
then, Umbova, and that am glad OF.
I hov I
was the son Of that silwsna, OF that n.y.
ena msu! For this reason, perchance,
it is that, like Galazi, l love the COM
pany of the wolves, though no love
grows in my heart for my father or any
Of his house."
"You have little cause to love him.
Umslopogaas, for he slew your mother,
Baleka, and would have slain you also
had it not been for me. Yet you are the
son of Chaka aud OF no other man."
''Well, his eyes must be keen, indeed,
my uncle, who can pick his own father
out Of a crowd. And yet once heard
this tale before, though l had long ago
forgotten it.
From whom did you hear it, Umslo-
pogaas? An hour since IL was known TO
knew it, Now it is known to two (ah!
my father, VOTED not Of the third.
From whom, then, did you hear it?"
st was from the dead-at least, Gala
II the Wolf heard it from the Dead One
who sat in the cave on Ghost mountain,
for the Dead One told him that man
should come to his brother who should
be named Umslopogaas Bulalio, son OF
Chaka, and he told it to me, but l had
long forgotten it,"
at seems that there is wisdom In the
dead" l answered, 'for 10! to-day you
are named UmslopOgaaS Bulalio, and to-
day declare you the son Of Chaka. But
listen to my tale"
Then l told him all the story from the
hour OF his birth onward, and when l
spoke of the words of his mother Bale
ka, after l had told my dream to her,
and of the manner Of her death by the
command of Chaka, and OF the great
fashion in which she had died, then l
say Umsopogass wept, whom l think
seldom wept before or after. But as
my tale grew to It's end l saw that he
listened III, as man listens who has a
weightier matter pressing on his heart,
and before it was we'll done he broke
in:
$50, Umbova, my uncle, il be son Of
Chaka and Baleka, NADIA the Lily is no
sister to me"
Nay, Umslopogaas, she is but thy
cousin"
lover near OF blood" he said, 'yet
that shall not stand between US" and
his face grew glad.
looked at him in question.
"You grow dull, my uncle. This is
my meaning, that will wed NADIA If she
yet lives, for it comes upon me now that
| have never loved any woman as love
NADIA the Lilly" and as he spoke once
more | heard the rat stir in the thatch
of the hut.
"Wed her il you will, Umslopogaas,
answered, yet methinks one Zinita,
your Inkosikazi, will find words to say
in the matter"
"Zlnita is my head wife, indeed, but
shall she hold me back from taking
other wives after the lawful custom OF
our peOple?" he asked angrily.
The custom is lawful and good" 1
said, ''yet it has bred trouble at times.
Zinita can have little to say il she still
continues in her place and you still love
her as Of Old But enough of her-Nada
is not yet at your gates. and perchance
she shall never find them. See, Um-
slopogaas, this is in my mind, that you
should rule in Zululand by right Of
blood, and though things point other
wise, yet think way shall be found
to bring ii about.
How sop he asked.
THUS: Many Of the great chiefs who
40 lyrou,p ~ ma hate DinOaaD and fear