The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-03-03

and afterwards sent and killed the
 wizard Seyapi. and all his House.
 "Rut this girl thou didst not kill. o | King, for I saved her.
 Tt is so, White One. I have heard lately how thou didst call down the
 lightning and burn up my soldier who
 followed after her. so that nothing of | him remained
 "Yes." said Rachel quietly. "as. were
 it to please me. I could burn thee up
 also. O King" a saying at which Din
 gaan looked afraid.
 Yet" he went on, waving his hand
 as though to put aside this unpleasant suggestion, ''the maid is mine, not
 thine. and therefore took her. How didst thou learn that she dwelt at my kraal?" asked Rachel. The King hesitated.
 ''The white man. Ishmael. he whom thou callest Ibubesi. told thee. did he
 not?''
 Dingaan bowed his head.
 And he told thee that thou couldst make what promises thou wouldst to me as to the girls life. but that after
 to claim it, thou mightest kill her or keep her as wife. as it pleased thee ?'
 T can hide thought from thee; it is so.' said Dingaan.
 | 'Is that still in thy mind. O king, ''
 asked Rachel again. beginning to play
 with the little wand.
 l Mot so. not SOL he answered hur- 1 riedly. "Hadst thou not come the girl would have died. as she deserved to do | according to our law. But thou hast
 come and claimed her. o Holder of the | Spirit of Nomkubulwana. and she sits | in thy shadow and is clothed with thy l garment. Take her then for hence- | forth she is holy. as thou art holy" ! Rachel heard. and without any change of countenance waved her hand | to show that this question was finish | ed. Then she asked suddenly: l What is this great matter whereof
 thou wouldst speak with me. O King?'' Surely thy wisdom has told thee, | White One," he answered uneasily.
 'Perchance. yet would have it from l thy lips and now.''
 Now Dingaan consulted a little with his council.
 White One,'' he said presently, "the | thing is grave, and we need guidance. Therefore. as the circle of the witch doctors have declared must be done, we ask it of thee who art named with the name of the Spirit of our people | and hast of aer wisdom. Thou know est, White One. of the fights in past years between the white people of Natal and the Zulus. in which many were slain on either side. But now, when we are at peace with the Eng 1 fish. we hear of another white people. the Amaboona' G.e.. the Dutch Boers,) the cape. and have already fought with MoSelikatze-thetraito who was once my captain-and killed thousands of his men. These Amaboona threaten us dlSOs ana say dlOuQ that they VIII eat us un for they are brave and. armed with the white mans weapons that spit out lightning. Now. White One. what shall we do? Shall I send out my impis and fall on them while they are unprepared. and make an end of them, seems wiSeSt, and is the wish of my indunas? Or. shall sit at home and watch. trying to be at peace with them. and only strike back if they strike at me? Answer not lightly. o Zoola, for much may hang upon thy words Remember also that he whose name may not be spoken. the Lion who ruled before me and is gone. with his last breath uttered a certain prophecy concerning the white people and this land"
 Let me hear that prophecy. O King.''
 Come forth,'' said Dingaan pointing to a councillor what sat in the circle, "come forth, thou who knowest, and tell the tale in the ears of this White One.''
 A figure rose a draped figure whose face was hidden in a hood of blanket. It came forward, and as it came it drew the blanket tighter about it. Ra- chel. watching all things, saw, or thought that she saw. that one of its hands was white as though it had been burned with fire. Surely she had seen such a hand before.
 Speak" she said.
 Name me by name and tell me who I am and I will obey thee.' answered the man.
 Then she was sure for she remem- bered the voice. She looked at him in- differently and asked:
 By what name shall I name you. O l Slayer of a king? Will you be called Mopo or Umbopa: who have borne
 Now Dingaan stared. and the shroud- ed form before her started as though in surprise.
 "why do you seek to mock me?'' she nkpf nf har Q l that face of yours from these eyes of mine which saw it awhile ago at ,Ramah. when you came thither to judge of me, O Mouth of the King?" from his head and looked at her.
 "It seems that it cannot" he an- swered. '"Then I told thee that I had dreamed of the Spirit of our people. her of whom I had dreamed. Canst thou tell me what was the fashion of that dream of miner"
 Now Rachel understood that not withstanding his words at Ramah, this l man still doubted her. and was set up to prove her. and all that Noie had told her about him and the secret his tory of the Zulus came back into her mind.
 "SureIy Mopo or Umbopa.' she re- piled, you dreamed three dreams not one. Is it of the last you speak?-that dream at the kraal Duguza. when the | Inkosazana rode past you on the storm clothed in lightning. and shaking in her hand a spear of fre?'
 'FYes. speak of it.'' he replied in an awed voice. 'tbut if thou art but a woman as thou hast said. how knowest thou these things ?'
 "Perchance I am both woman and 1 spirit, and perchance the past tells | them to me- Rachel answered: "but | the past has many voices, and now I dwell in the flesh I cannot hear them | all. Let me search you out. Let me read your heart" and she bent for ward and fixed her eyes upon him, | holding him with her eyes.
 "Ahi now I see and I hear,' she said | presently. Had you not a sister l Mopo, a certain Baleka. who after | wards entered the house of the Black | One and bore a son and died in the | Tatiyana Cleft? Shall I tell you how |