(The original, in the Hottentot language, is in Sir G. Grey’s
Library, G. Krönlein’s Manuscript, pp. 7, 8.)
The Jackal, it is said, married the Hyena, and carried off a cow
belonging to ants, to slaughter her for the wedding; and when he had
slaughtered her, he put the cow-skin over his bride; and when he had
fixed a pole (on which to hang the flesh), he placed on the top of the
pole (which was forked) the hearth for cooking, in order to cook upon
it all sorts of delicious food. There came also the Lion to the spot,
and wished to go up. The Jackal, therefore, asked his little daughter
for a thong with which he could pull the Lion up, and he began to pull
him up; and when his face came near to the cooking-pot, he cut the
thong in two, so that the Lion tumbled down. Then the Jackal upbraided
his little daughter with these words: “Why do you give me such an old
thong?” And he added, “Give me a fresh thong.” She gave him a new
thong, and he pulled the Lion up again, and when his face came near the
pot, which stood on the fire, he said, “Open your mouth.” Then he put
into his mouth a hot piece of quartz which had been boiled together
with the fat, and the stone went down, burning his throat. Thus died
the Lion.
There came also the ants running after the cow, and when the Jackal saw
them he fled. Then they beat the bride in her brookaross dress. The
Hyena, believing that it was the Jackal, said—
“You tawny rogue! have you not played at beating long enough?
Have you no more loving game than this?”
But when she had bitten a hole through the cow-skin, she saw that they
were other people; then she fled, falling here and there, yet she made
her escape.