The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, 1893-05-19

whimpering. Montelo paid him a great
many oxen. had no choice but to go.
o king, o mighty lion, I did not know
you wanted me-
With that she flung herself at his feet
in terror and held his knees, imploring
him.
"Take her to the hut that was once
Montelo's," said the great chief, smiling.
II will follow her there"
They seized her arms and dragged her
to the hut, crying and shrieking as she
went. They dragged her roughly. Lam
galula remained behind experimenting
the slaughter of Montelo's warriors. As
soon as he was tired he returned to the
hut that had once been Montelo's, for he
wished to see Malali-whether she was
really as beautiful as he believed, ever
though the missionary would never
marry him to her.
Malali, when she saw him, thought all
was well, and that Langalula loved her,
SO she left off crying and tried every art
a woman knows to please and charm
him. But Langalula was a very great
king, and his anger was aroused. A
kings anger is terrible. He smiled to
himself to see with what simple tricks
the woman thought she could appease a
mighty warrior.
The morning came, and he cried to
himself with annoyance and veXation
that Montelo and Khamsua, and the mis-
sionary as well, should have done him
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an. If the missionary had been a black
man, Langalula would have compelled
him to baptize him outright and then to
marry him properly to Malali with book
and ring in the Christian fashion. But
he knew by experience it's no use threat
ening these white men with t%ortures, for
threaten how you may they will not
obey you, and besides the governor would
send up troops from Cape Town, and it's
i'll fighting with the men of the governor.
So he rose in a white heat of passion.
"Malali," he said, approaching her with
an ugly smile, II like you better than
any woman | everyet saw. You please
me in everything, but you went off with
Montelo, and the missionary will not
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him. have also speared your father,
Khamsua, because he sold you for oxen
to Montelo. | want a real queen, who
shall be married to me white fashion. |
am becoming a Christian now and can
only have one wife, but it must not be
you, because you were sold to Montelo,
whom l have slain in the battle, and
they will not marry us. So l will keep
my w first wife, the earliest married,
though she is old and lean. and discard
the other ones. Come out of the hut,
Malali, and stand in front of my war
riors.
Malali was afraid at that and would
have skulked in the corner if she dared,
but she dared not, because she she was
frightened of Langalula. So out she
came as he told her, trembling in all her
limbs and c%rouching with terror. Her
knees hardly bore her. Langalula turned
to his men. He looked at her with re-
greet. She was sleek and beautiful.
'Pin her through the body to the
ground with an assegai," he said, point
ing at her, land leave her to die in the
sum-"
After that Langalula marched back
grimly with his men to his own country.
AS soon as he reached his kraal he went
to see the missionary. He was very sub
missive.
81 repent of all my SINS" he said. II
have come to be baptized. Teacher, 1
will put away all of my wives save one"
Exchange.