CHAPTER XIII.

MORONGOE THE SNAKE.

Mokete was a chief's daughter, but she was also beautiful beyond all the

daughters of her father's house, and Morongoe the brave and Tau the lion

both desired to possess her, but Tau found not favour in the eyes of her

parents, neither desired she to be his wife, whereas Morongoe was rich

and the son of a great chief, and upon him was Mokete bestowed in

marriage.

But Tau swore by all the evil spirits that their happiness should not

long continue, and he called to his aid the old witch doctor, whose

power was greater than the tongue of man could tell; and one day

Morongoe walked down to the water and was seen no more. Mokete wept and

mourned for her brave young husband, to whom she had been wedded but ten

short moons, but Tau rejoiced greatly.

When two more moons had waned, a son was born to Mokete, to whom she

gave the name of Tsietse (sadness). The child grew and throve, and the

years passed by, but brought no news of Morongoe.

One day, when Tsietse was nearly seven years old, he cried unto his

mother, saying, "Mother, how is it that I have never seen my father? My

companions see and know their fathers, and love them, but I alone know

not the face of my father, I alone have not a father's protecting love."

"My son," replied his mother, "a father you have never known, for the

evil spirits carried him from amongst us before ever you were born." She

then related to him all that had happened.

From that day Tsietse played no more with the other boys, but wandered

about from one pool of water to another, asking the frogs to tell him of

his father.

Now the custom of the Basuto, when any one falls into the water and is

not found, is to drive cattle into the place where the person is

supposed to have fallen, as they will bring him out. Many cattle had

been driven into the different pools of water near Morongoe's village,

but as they had failed to bring his father, Tsietse knew it was not much

use looking near home. Accordingly, one day he went to a large pond a

long distance off, and there he asked the frogs to help him in his

search. One old frog hopped close to the child, and said, "You will find

your father, my son, when you have walked to the edge of the world and

taken a leap into the waters beneath; but he is no longer as you are,

nor does he know of your existence."

This, at last, was the information Tsietse had longed for, now he could

begin his search in real earnest. For many days he walked on, and ever

on. At length, one day, just as the sun was setting, he saw before him a

large sea of water of many beautiful colours. Stepping into it, he began

to ask the same question; but at every word he uttered, the sea rose up,

until at length it covered his head, and he began falling, falling

through the deep sea. Suddenly he found himself upon dry ground, and

upon looking round he saw flocks and herds, flowers and fruit, on every

side. At first he was too much astonished to speak, but after a little

while he went up to one of the herd boys and asked him if he had ever

seen his (Tsietse's) father. The herd boy told him many strangers

visited that place, and he had better see the chief, who would be able

to answer his question.

When Tsietse had told his story to the chief, the old man knew at once

that the great snake which dwelt in their midst must be the child's

father; so, bidding the boy remain and rest, he went off to consult with

the snake as to how they should tell Tsietse the truth without

frightening him; but as they talked, Tsietse ran up to them, and, seeing

the snake, at once embraced it, for he knew it was his father.

Then there was great joy in the heart of Morongoe, for he knew that by

his son's aid he should be able to overcome his enemy, and return at

length to his wife and home. So he told Tsietse how Tau had persuaded

the old witch doctor to turn him into a snake, and banish him to this

world below the earth. Soon afterwards Tsietse returned to his home, but

he was no longer a child, but a noble youth, with a brave, straight look

that made the wicked afraid. Very gently he told his mother all that had

happened to him, and how eager his father was to return to his home.

Mokete consulted an old doctor who lived in the mountain alone, and who

told her she must get Tsietse to bring his father to the village in the

brightness of the day-time, but that he must be so surrounded by his

followers from the land beyond that none of his own people would be able

to see him.

Quickly the news spread through the village that Morongoe had been found

by his son and was returning to his people.

At length Tsietse was seen approaching with a great crowd of followers,

while behind them came all the cattle which had been driven into the

pools to seek Morongoe. As they approached Mokete's house the door

opened and the old doctor stood upon the threshold.

Making a sign to command silence, he said:--"My children, many years ago

your chief received a grievous wrong at the hand of his enemy, and was

turned into a snake, but by the love and faithfulness of his son he is

restored to you this day, and the wiles of his enemy are made of no

account. Cover, then, your eyes, my children, lest the Evil Eye afflict

you."

He then bade the snake, which was in the centre of the crowd, enter the

hut, upon which he shut the door, and set fire to the hut. The people,

when they saw the flames, cried out in horror, but the old doctor bade

them be still, for that no harm would come to their chief, but rather a

great good. When everything was completely burnt, the doctor took from

the middle of the ruins a large burnt ball; this he threw into the pool

near by, and lo! from the water up rose Morongoe, clad in a kaross, the

beauty of which was beyond all words, and carrying in his hand a stick

of shining black, like none seen on this earth before, in beauty, or

colour, or shape. Thus was the spell broken through the devotion of a

true son, and peace and happiness restored, not only to Mokete's heart,

but to the whole village.

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