The evening times., 1899-06-20
MATABELE boys, IN LONDON.
Sctokvvc's and 'MwaIie's Impressions
of the EngIish MetropOIis.
(From the London Chronicle.)
"Uvela pina?"

(From the London Chronicle.)
"Uvela pina?''
This was the question put by our Zulu
speaking representative TO those children
of nature Setokwe and 'Mwalie. who have
come over with Richard n. Hall to .'po-
lice the Earls Court Exhibition.
'Ndivela Gubulawayo, Nkos.'" they re-
piled.
They were standing in a corner Of the
grounds, attired In the uniform of the
Matabele police-grey ''Dr. Jim" hat. with
red band, dark cape. corduroys and brown
boots-and looking wistfully at the speck
of blue which showed amidst the cloud
bedecked sky.
"Kualo?" queried the reporter.
'Mwalie's eyes glittered, and his brother.
Setokwe. allowed broad smile to illumine
his dusky features.
NO no; not that" said the elder war
rior. THAT is the title We gave the great
king Lobengula. the Stabber of the Sum-
/ remember seeing him at the great beer
drinkings at Bulawayo when l was lad.
He was a fat man, but a great chief, and
when you heard the regiments stamping,
and saw the assegais waving like a field
was. He is dead and gone now. and the
white mans kraal stands where his tree
of judgment once flourished."
Thus spoke 'Mwalie, with many a click
and gutteral, as is common with the Mata-
belle. for the root language is the Zulu.
Setokwe was silent for a while, and then
he began to talk. 1t was not, he said, for
him to speak Of Lobengula, for when the
great chief held sway he never saw him.
'Mwalie knew all about it. and he was the
favorite of chiefs. The great father
of the Matabele-Mr. Rhodes-saw 'Mwalie
the other day in London. and actually
shook hands with him. The great father"
never forgot anybody. and although it was
a long time ago since 'Mwalie went with
him into the Matoppo hills to patch up a
peace with the rebels, he knew him at
once when he met him In the midst of the
'piled-up huts" which the English call
their city" 'Mwalie was hero-a
queens man-who stood by the British
while 1.-The bad black men, were setting
fire to farms and killing their white mas
tiers. 'Mwalie was one who feared not
death. and had fought side by side with
the men Of the chief 'Iazwie, whose rule
they owned. cos,
II black man can blush, 'Mwalie did
so, and to cover his awkwardness the re-
porter asked him his opinion of London.
THE heavenly twins rolled their heads
and strove to give expression to their de-
light and astonishment, while Setokwe
nodded affirmation. 'Mwalfe explained that
they were SO bewildered that they hardly
knew what to think. Oh, what tales they
would have to tell when they got home
to their own people! They had never seen
building SO high as st -Paul's. and the
city frightened them. The riches of Lo-
bengula were in his countless oxen, but
here there were thousands of horses, and
carriages sometimes rushed onward "by
magic"
"Ya, bob! 1t is wonderful. We are like
children WALKING in a vast foroet o,,ah,a
Setokwe.
Then Mr.. Hall intervened, with the re-
mark that amid all the wonders of London
his boys had behaved very well. They
were stanch teetotalers, and when they
went to entertainments knew how to con-
duct themselves.
A question about the Alhambra evoked
grave look from the dusky pair, but,
pressed upon the subject. they admitted, as
the corps de ballet may be pleased to know,
that they had never seen SO many "mushla