CHAPTER EIGHT.

CEREMONY OF BROTHERHOOD--CEREMONY OF BLOOD-DRINKING--SELIM BROUGHT INTO

FERODIA'S PRESENCE--SIMBA TO THE RESCUE--THE WARNING TO KALULU--KALULU

SPEAKS FOR SELIM--WHERE IS PARADISE?--SELIM AND ABDULLAH ARE CLOTHED--

DOWN THE LIEMBRA--THE HIPPOPOTAMUS--OVERBOARD--FIGHTING THE CROCODILE--

HOW KALULU FOUGHT THE CROCODILE--SECURING THE RIVER-HORSE.

On the third day after his discovery in the forest by his friends Simba,

Moto, and young Kalulu, Selim was sufficiently strong to begin his

journey to the village of Katalambula. Had Kalulu not assured him of

his friendship, and that he would be a brother to him, it is doubtful

that Selim would have looked upon the idea of meeting Ferodia and his

obsequious servant Tifum Byah--to whose tyranny he owed so much misery--

again with pleasure. But it was agreed between Kalulu and Selim that

the ceremony of brotherhood, of which he had heard much before, should

take place the evening before they arrived at Katalambula's village.

The party travelled by easy stages, and on the fifth day of the journey,

the day set apart for the ceremony of brotherhood, they found themselves

close to the Liemba stream, at a village called Kisari, distant but

eight miles from the capital of Katalambula.

Here the author may remark, for the benefit of the younger readers, that

a close brotherhood among men or boys, unrelated by blood, birth, or

marriage, is in no way singular. I need but mention David and Jonathan,

Achilles and Patroclus, Damon and Pythias, as examples among men; and

what boy of any nation, in any public school, has not some friend who is

as dear to him as a born brother? It arises from a similarity of

dispositions generally, from the desire to relieve ourselves from little

anxieties, and to have some one in whom we have thorough confidence.

There were two things singular about this ceremony of brotherhood about,

to be enacted between Selim and Kalulu. First, was the ceremony of

blood-drinking connected with it; and, secondly, was the fact that a

Moslem boy--a true believer--was about to become a brother with a Pagan

boy--an unbeliever--and to drink his blood. For it is expressly

prohibited by the Kuran that blood shall be drunk by the true believer;

next, it is expressly prohibited that a true believer shall make any

such close friendship with an infidel. But it may be argued for poor

Selim that he was yet but a young boy; that he was driven by necessity

to this as the best method of assuring his freedom and safety from

recapture, and this the Kuran, whose laws are not cruel, permits when

there is necessity; and it might be said that Selim was, perhaps, not

aware of the Kuran's prohibition in this small matter; otherwise, I

doubt that a boy so generally pious would have erred against the law of

the Prophet consciously.

On Kalulu's side, nothing could be said against the ceremony. It was a

common custom with his tribe, when any of them met anybody they liked

better than another, to go through the ceremony. Sometimes the chiefs

did it with neighbouring chiefs, to strengthen their alliance from

motives of policy, for the same reason that European monarchs contract--

or rather did, for it has lost long ago its former significance--

advantageous alliances among themselves for their sons and daughters.

Kalulu wished the ceremony to proceed, because he had a strong liking

for Selim, born of gratitude to Moto; because Selim was of his own age;

because he had pleasant ways with him, and friendship having grown out

of the accidental circumstances under which they met, he desired to

assure himself, with the ardour of a boy, that real friendship existed

between them. Once his brother by this ceremony, no one of his tribe

could injure Selim; and Ferodia and Tifum Byah might storm and fret in

vain, for the ceremony of brotherhood with Kalulu could not be

disregarded. We shall see, however, what came of it.

At sunset, Kalulu was asked to seat himself side by side with Selim on

the ground, which he did, taking hold of Selim's right hand, each with

his profile half turned to the other. Simba was the master of the

ceremonies on this occasion, who held a knife with all the solemnity of

one who was about to offer a sacrifice to some horrid deity who

delighted in the blood of youths. Moto stood by as a supernumerary, and

to interpret the words of Simba for Kalulu. The people of Kisari had

also come to witness the ceremony.

Simba advanced as the sun was setting, knife in hand, while the two boys

retained each other's right hands, and said to Kalulu:

"Art thou willing to be a brother to Selim, to be more than a friend to

him, to share what thou hast with him, to defend him against all enemies

to the best of thy power, and to stand by him until death?"

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