The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1893-06-27
ATLANTA. ca, TUESDAY. JUNE 27. 1898

ing his house he commands all the birds
from the Nyanzas and the groves to come
and see him and pay their honlage. FOr
half Il moon the birds great and small,
may be seen following him along the shores
of the lake like so many guards around
king; and before night they are seen re-
turning in the same manner to the grove.
The parrots cries tells the natives when
they come and no one would care to miss
the sight and the glad excitement among
the feaihcred tribe But there is one bird
called the Kirurumu that refuses to acknoWl-
edge the sovereignty of the Muslngeh E.
The other birds have tried often to induce
him to associate with the Aluzingeh, but
Kirurumu always answers that Il beautiful
creature with gold and blue feathers and
such pretty crest. was never meant to 1e
seen in the company of an ugly bird that
possesses only one eye.
con the other side of Lake Mturkra is
Il forest where Dungu. the king OF the
animals. lives 1t is to Dungu that all
the hunters pray when they set out to
seek for game lie builds first a small
hut, and after prOpitiatinG him with 4
small piece Of fcsh. he asks Dungu that
he may be successful. Then Dungu enters
into the hunters bead, if he is pleased with
the offering, and the cunning OF the man
becomes great: his nerves stilfen and his
bowels strengthen, and the game Is secured:
When Dungu wishes man TO succeed
in the hunt, it is useless for the buffalo
to Spurn the earth and moon, or Tor thc
leonard to cover himself with sand in his
rage-thc spear of the hunter drinks his
blood But the hunter must not forget to
nav the tribute to the deity, lest be be
killed on the way home:
'"The friendly chief insisted that / should
become his blood fellow and to stay with
a man of great influence in the country,
was asked to unite us. He took n
sharp little knife and made Il cash in the
skin Of my right leg just above the knee,
and did the same to the chief and then rub
bed his blood over my wound, and my
blood over his and we became brothers.
Among his gifts was this beautiful shield,
which | beg MESA, my kabaka, to accept,
because ] have seen none SO beautiful,
and it is too good for a colonel who wants
to serve his king.
Il am glad that I rested there, because
! saw most wonderful sight toward even
ing. AS we were seated under the bananas,
sucking wine from our gourdS, we heard a
big he goats bleat, and by the sound of it
we knew it was neither for fun nor Tor
love. 1t WAS Il tone of anger and tear.
Almost at the same time one of the boys
rushed up to us and his face had turned
gray and he cried; There is lion IN the
goat pen and the big he goat is fighting
with him. They had forgotten to tell
me about this famous goat, which was cali
ed kasuju, after some great man VINO
had been renowned in war, and he certainly
was worth speaking about, and kaSuJu
was well-knoWn round about for his won
derful strength and fighting qualities
When we got near the pen with our spears
ard shields, the he goat was butting the
lion. who was young. for he had no name,
rs bH might have buttcd pert young nam
ny goat ana baaiuG with rs full a note rs
that of Il buffalo call. 1t
appears that Kasuja saw the de-
Stroyer creeping toward one of his wives,
and dashing at his flank knocked him down.
AS we looked on from the outside we saw
the kasuiu was holding his own very well,
and we thought that we would not check
In" fight. but prepare ourselves to have
good east at the lion as he attempted to
leave. The lion was getting reused up and
we saw the spring he made, but kasuju
nimbly slept aside and gave him such Il
stroke that it sounded like Il drum. Then
Kasuju trottcd away i'll front of his tremb-
ling wives and as the lion came up we
watched him draw his ears back as he rails
ed himself on his hind feet like Il warrior.
The lion advanced to him and he likewise
rose as though he would WreStle with him,
when Kasuiu shot into his throat with so
true and fair II stroke that drove one of
his horns deep into the throat. 1t was then
the lions claws began to work, and with
every scratch poor i\asuius hide was torn
dreadfulIy but he kept his horn in the
wound. and pushed home and made the
wound large Then the lion sprang free and
the blood spurted all over Kasuju. Blinded
with his torn and hanging scalp and weak
cned with his wounds, he staggered about.
pounding blindiy at his enemy, until the
lion gave him enc mighty stroke with his
paw and sent him hcadIong, and then seized
him by the neck and shook him, and we