KING KALULU IS A PRISONER--POOR KALULU!--THE MAGIC DOCTOR IS BURNT--
KALULU IS TOLD TO PREPARE FOR DEATH--THE NIGHT FOLLOWING SOLTALI'S
EXECUTION--THE MOUSE ASSISTS THE LIONS--THE END OF TIFUM THE WICKED--IS
THIS MURDER?--NIANI CALLS IT "JUSTICE"--SAFE! AND FREE!--SELIM PLEADS
TO KALULU--SELIM WANTS KALULU TO GO HOME WITH HIM--SIMBA THE GIANT
PLEADS--THE HEAD OF TIFUM THE WICKED--THEY INTEND GOING TO UJIJI.
About three hours before dawn a body of thirty men, under the leadership
of Ferodia, made their appearance in the square outside of their
sleeping quarters, the garish moonlight revealing them visibly clear.
At the same time an equal number issued from the dark, cavernous doors
of the tembe, and, after a whispered consultation with the first party,
proceeded stealthily across the square to where Soltali lived; while
forty men, dividing themselves into two parties, hastened towards the
gates. Ferodia, seeing all at their posts, waited a short time, until
he saw numbers of dark forms glide into the square, and until he was
told that the warriors were pouring in by the two gates; he then
proceeded towards the door of Kalulu's hut, and, after taking a quiet
survey of the sleeping forms of Kalulu, Selim, and Abdullah, beckoned to
Tifum and the warriors behind him, and suddenly sprang in with a
piercing cry of triumph upon the prostrate and unconscious young King,
while Tifum sprang upon Selim, and another warrior upon Abdullah.
Warrior after warrior poured in, and in a short time the three boys
found themselves, while yet not quite recovered from their sleep, hound
and helpless prisoners. In the meantime the war-cry of the Watuta,
sounded first by Ferodia, was caught up by all the warriors in the
square, and was immediately echoed by each new comer, while crowds had
hastened to the hut occupied by Simba and Moto, but only to find these
wary men prepared for a resolute struggle. Neither Simba nor Moto,
however, had had time to load their guns; they could only club them and
crush each skull as it ventured into the darkened hut; but the roof was
too low for Simba to exert the full power of his strong arm, so that,
finally, numbers prevailed, and Simba and Moto found themselves at last
prisoners, bound hand and foot.
In a short time Ferodia found himself master of the village. The plan
had been too well devised, too skilfully carried out, to fail. And each
surprised warrior, when that first dreadful cry awoke him from his
dreamy sleep, only awoke to find himself in the power of foes relentless
and desperate. Every soul in the village was in the power of Ferodia,
so that he found himself in the morning with over five thousand slaves--
for prisoners of war are always slaves in Central Africa.
The chains found in the store-room of the King, which came formerly from
the Arab camp near Kwikuru, in Urori, were of use now, and into the
strong iron collars attached to them the necks of Kalulu, the two Arab
boys, and the most refractory of the captured warriors, were placed; but
as there were no locks, or they could not be found, the eyes of the
folding iron crescents, which folding together formed the collars, were
simply tied together firmly, while the hands of the captives were
tightly hound behind. When all were secured with their hands in
inexorable bonds behind their backs, they were marched outside by gangs,
under chiefs, of ten and twenty warriors. Then the ivory, the cloth,
the guns, the powder and bullets, and everything of value, were brought
forth and distributed amongst the warriors and conveyed outside at a
safe distance from the village.
After all these things had been done the torch was applied to every
tembe, and in an inconceivably short space of time the whole village was
wrapped and encircled by the tongues of destroying flames; the straw,
and the oil and butter found stored in the huts, and the resinous, gummy
substance of the wood which formed the rafters and palisade, adding
intensity to the flames, which were speedily devouring all.
While the village--the scene of so much merrymaking, and fun, and
innocent frolic, scene of the ceremonies, the rejoicings, which have
found place in our history--was thus being ruthlessly destroyed, being
rapidly reduced to black ashes, to be as a thing in our memories alone,
to become only as a tradition for those unborn, the great sun arose as
usual in the east with his usual splendour and grateful benignity to
light the second epoch of misery through which Kalulu, Selim, and
Abdullah passed, and to guide the footsteps of the enslaved King and
Watuta on their way to slavery.
Ah! ye, my young readers, surrounded by a halo of kindness and love, by
the bloom, the brightness, and the happiness of a civilised life, with
which Heaven has favoured you, can ye imagine the deep, indescribable
misery in which the high-spirited young King found himself when he
thoroughly realised the vast change in his condition that one short
night had made in his existence? Assist me, then, with your
imaginations; describe him to your own satisfaction, with his feelings
all in one wild riot, with his confused senses struggling to picture
himself as not having fallen to this state, endeavouring to draw one ray
of brightness out of the dark gloom which environed him, and say for
him, "God--the good, beneficent, all-seeing God--pity the poor prince
and King!" And the author shall say, "Amen, and Amen!"
Once cleared of the immediate neighbourhood, the captives were divided.
The Wa-marungu, with their gangs of slaves, chose one road, towards
Ferodia's village; the tribe of Meroeni chose another, with their
slaves; the Wazavila chose another; while Ferodia, with five hundred
warriors driving before them the gangs in which were found those in whom
we have become interested, struck for the forest where Kalulu discovered
Selim. Ferodia did not trouble the young King nor his friends, nor did
Tifum venture near them; they both satisfied themselves from the rear
that they were safe.
After they had made a wide detour for many days through the forest, and
come to a place where there was no road nor any signs of its being
inhabited, and having completely baffled pursuit had such been ever
made, and when they had made their camp, Ferodia drew near to the gang
where Kalulu and his friends were found.
Kalulu, as he saw his hated enemy approach, ground his teeth in rage,
and foamed at the mouth like one suddenly stricken with madness, while
Ferodia burst into a laugh and teased him to further exhibitions of
fury, saying:
"That is right, my little crow-cock, shake thy wings, fan the air with
them, and utter a lusty crow, that the fish-eagles, whose screams I hear
from yonder swamps, may try and vie with thee. I have wrung a boastful
cock's head ere this, and Tifum has too. Hast thou not, Tifum?"
"That have I done, my King!" answered that servile follower, who was
close behind him.
"Thou hearest, Kalulu, what Tifum says;" and, turning to Tifum, he
asked, "Dost thou think, Tifum, thou couldst wring Kalulu's neck for me,
and do it deftly and neatly?"
"Try me, O King, nothing could please me better," answered Tifum, with a
significant glance at Kalulu.
"Kalulu's neck is slender, not much thicker than a grass stalk. Thou
canst easily do it, I think, if thou wilt bury thy hand in those long,
gay braids of his. Thou shalt try thy hand on him to-morrow."
Advancing closer to him, he struck the boy in the chest with the butt of
his spear. "Dost thou hear, boy!" But he did not retreat quickly
enough, for the lithe form of Kalulu shot out and flung itself against
him, and the boy's teeth were buried in Ferodia's neck, and he had
surely strangled him had not Tifum, lifting his spear, struck him a
mighty blow full on the spinal column, which almost paralysed Kalulu.
"Thou fiend, and leopard's whelp, thou shalt die by torture to-morrow at
break of day; meantime thou shalt see Soltali burning for daring to make
thee King of the Watuta, and while he is burning thou shalt be stretched
until thy limbs crack;" and thus saying, the angry chief strode away,
rubbing his neck and fuming with passion, and gave orders that a fire
should be built near a large tree, and that old Soltali should be
brought forth.
In a few minutes a great fire was sparkling and roaring at the foot of
the central tree in the camp, and old Soltali was brought forth before
Ferodia.
"False mganga, seest thou you tree and that fire?" asked Ferodia.
"I see it, Ferodia," answered the old man.
"There shalt thou burn, and thy accursed ashes shall remain there to
blacken and curse that tree, under which perished a false magician. Ho,
Tifum! quick. Bring Kalulu here first, stretch him on this ground, with
his face turned towards the magician, and let us see if Soltali's black
art will save Kalulu from the pain he suffers, or himself from the
fire."
Kalulu was at once brought forth, and though he bit, and struggled, and
kicked, he was pressed to the ground by overwhelming numbers, and four
men tied cords to his limbs and began to draw them, until it seemed as
if the young body would be torn asunder; after which the cords were
fastened round pegs driven deep into the ground.
Then the brutish Ferodia used the staff of his spear on his body, and,
taunting him, bade him look up and see the false mganga, who had made
him King, burning in the fire.
The gang to which Selim, Abdullah, Simba, and Moto were chained was
brought up and huddled together close to Kalulu. Soltali was dragged to
the fire, and was tied to the tree; and the fire was pushed close to his
feet, and new wood piled on it, and the smoke began to rise, and
presently changed into flame.
Then Soltali, finding the flames begin to scorch and burn him, raised
his right hand and shouted out with all the strength of his feeble
voice, saying:
"Hearken, thou Ferodia, and ye savage Watuta. Ye think to triumph now,
and make Ferodia king; but the will of the Sky-spirit must be done.
Soltali had not made Kalulu king had it not been his will; Soltali
obeyed but the voice of the Sky-spirit. Thou hast triumphed only for a
time, Ferodia. Kalulu shall be king, must be king. Thou shalt see a
bitter end, O Ferodia, to which my sufferings may not be compared; and
thou, Tifum, shalt have thy head taken from off thy body, and the kite
and the vulture shall pick out thine eyes. Moshono, who was burnt by
the Wa-marungu, calls to Soltali. Soltali goes before thee, Tifum; and
thou shalt follow me, O Ferodia. I come, great Moshono, I come.
Mosh--"
Before he could utter the last word Soltali's aged head fell upon his
breast, while still the flames leaped up and embraced him with their
fiery arms, until, finally, the green bark cords which bound him
shrivelled up and snapped beneath the weight of the superincumbent mass,
and Soltali's body fell forward, while the sparks were shot up and the
flames blazed anew. The warriors hastened to pile up wood, but Selim
and Abdullah turned their faces away, unable to bear the horrid scene.
Ferodia turned to Kalulu and said, "To-morrow thou shalt die, as sure as
Soltali has died. To-night lie where thou art, and when the sun rises
be thou prepared to follow him. Tifum shall try his hand on thee."
"Ah, Ferodia, thou hast heard the voice of the good Soltali. The
Sky-spirit has said I shall be king. Look to thyself, for I shall kill
thee yet. Thou robber, cutthroat, and coward, dost thou hear me?" cried
Kalulu.
"Talk away, and crow, my little cockling. Talk as long as thou canst,
if it give thee any comfort. Nay, thou mayst burst thyself with talking
if thereby thou wilt ease thyself, but to-morrow Tifum shall cut thy
head off, and I will get strong medicine out of it. I have said it."
So saying Ferodia walked away, but Tifum could not refrain from going up
to Kalulu. He encircled his neck with his hand, and, giving it a gentle
pressure, said:
"Ah, Kalulu, to-morrow my knife shall sever that head of thine from thy
body. The pain will soon be over, for Tifum's knife is sharp, and I
will sharpen it still more, Kalulu, to-night, so that thou mayst suffer
but little pain. Am I not good, Kalulu? I shall boil those cheeks of
thine with my porridge, and think as I eat them how often they were
patted by the silly old King Katalambula. Sleep in peace to-night,
Kalulu. Sleep well, for it will be thy last night's sleep. Farewell!"
"Stay, Tifum Byah, stay one moment," cried Kalulu gently, as if he
dearly loved the wretch. "Didst thou hear Soltali's words?"
"Ay, certainly I did. Am I deaf?" asked Tifum.
"Dost thou not fear the fate Soltali promised thee?" asked Kalulu, with
mock earnestness.
"I fear a mad old man's ravings! Tifum the Wicked fear what Soltali
said! Bah, bah; sleep, Kalulu, go to sleep."
"But stay one moment and hear me. Kalulu shall be King over the Watuta,
and he will take thy head off surely, and give it to the Kituta dogs.
Come here and bend thy head, closer, I wish to tell thee something,"
said Kalulu, as he nodded with his head. "There, so! How dost thou
like--" but that moment Kalulu buried his sharp teeth in Tifum's cheeks,
and held on with the tenacity of a bull-dog, while Tifum, uttering a
shrill cry of pain, could only release himself by clutching the boy's
neck and strangling him to unconsciousness. Tifum's face bore a
frightful wound, for the teeth, filed into a point in front, according
to the customs of the Ututa, had bitten a piece clean out, leaving the
cheek-bone exposed, which quite spoiled what beauty he had for ever.
As he felt the havoc made in his cheek the man uttered a frightful howl,
and seized a spear-staff and began to belabour the unconscious boy. He
probably would have beaten him to death had not Ferodia appeared and
ordered him to desist, and to reserve his revenge for the morrow, when
he might take it in full.
It was difficult to restrain the infuriated man, while his whole head
tingled with the most exquisite pain; but then Ferodia was King, and a
King's commands must be obeyed even though his whole body ached, and he
at last turned away moaning over his wound.
Soltali, the Mganga, was more feared when dead than when alive, it
seemed, for while his body was being rapidly consumed the people had
begun to move their camp a few yards off, none daring to erect his hut
near the awful ashes of the magician, and as night came, with its sombre
shades filling the whole forest with almost palpable darkness, and
thick, dark, formless shadows, it was noticeable that they still further
retreated from the death tree, and whispered to each other their belief
that Soltali's spirit was in the tree, with great angry eyes of fire,
looking down at the camp. Thus the mortal ashes of the old doctor, whom
they had so cruelly murdered, were left alone by the superstitious
people, and Kalulu, helplessly stretched near by, was the only living
being within fifty yards of the dread embers which covered the remains
of Soltali.
Tifum the Wicked, too much engrossed with the pain of his wound, had
seen nothing of this movement, for he had retired to his hut, with his
head close to the door to breathe the cool air of the night. In his hut
were the spoils from Katalambula's village, which his own particular
slaves had carried for him. Among these were two bales of cloth, ten
fine ivory tusks, a keg of powder, a bag of bullets, three or four guns,
and, singular as it might seem, was Selim's gun, the Joe Manton which
Sheikh Amer had purchased for his son, through his Bombay agent. This
accident may be attributed to Tifum's cupidity, who had appropriated
this gun as his own, on seeing that it was of a superior class to all
others, as well as the belt, which contained a large supply of
ammunition. Ferodia would very probably have appropriated such a fine
weapon for himself had he not been so occupied with the extent of his
success and fortune.
The night grew deeper and more sombre. Melancholy sounds were heard at
intervals through the forest, and the superstitious warriors ascribed
these to the restlessness of the spirit of Soltali, consequently they
huddled into their huts, forgot the cravings of their stomachs, and
sought in the cosy warm huts a temporary oblivion from their fears and
superstitious troubles, and, as the night got still more aged, even
moaning Tifum became tranquil and slept.
When the camp had become as still as though no five hundred warriors
with strong lungs and a healthy capacity for noise within them slept in
that darkness, Niani's light, active, boyish form, who hitherto has been
unnecessarily neglected, began to move from the neighbourhood of a fire
where, along with other slaves, he had curled himself to rest, but not
to sleep, in the direction of the slave-gang to which his master, Selim,
Abdullah, gigantic Simba, and Moto belonged. The pale-coloured forms of
the two Arab boys were clearly discernible, and choosing the tallest, he
crept up to him, and gently placing his hand over the mouth of Selim,
whom he rightly judged it to be, he bent his head low down to his ear.
"I am Niani, your slave; be still, master. I have come to save you, for
I have heard Tifum swear that to-morrow you shall die with Kalulu.
Hush! I have my knife. I shall cut your bonds, and those of your
friends, and we shall all go away far." So saying Niani released his
hand, and with his knife parted the hark rope that fastened the iron
collar, and in a second Selim felt his neck free from the ignominious
chain.
Niani crept to Abdullah, and performed the same kindness for him upon
the express condition that he should lie still until the hint was given
to rise. From Abdullah Niani crept to Simba, and told that wondering
giant who he was, and why he was there. Simba understood at once, and
slightly turned over that Niani might cut the bonds which confined his
hands behind his back, and raised his head that he might be released
from the collar. Moto's turn came next, and in a short time he was also
free. Each head was now touched, and they at once rose and followed
Niani past the sleeping forms, by the fires, and past the open huts
confidently, but still quietly, until they came behind the fatal tree at
whose base lay the ashes of poor old Soltali.
"Now, Master Selim, speak, what is to be done?" asked little Niani in a
low voice.
"Let Simba and Moto answer; but we must not go without Kalulu, for
rather than go without him I will go back and die with him."
"I don't intend to go either without him," said Abdullah. "I would
count it a deed worthy of paradise to die with him, and by his side.
Here, give me the knife, I will go and cut his bonds."
"No, no, master," said Simba, "I want to go back for a particular
purpose, besides rescuing Kalulu. Thou, Moto, stay here, and if any
alarm is made, then do thou run east, and in the morning turn south.
Here, Niani, come with me. Give me that knife."
They both disappeared on the other side of the tree, and Simba, crawling
on his hands and knees, followed by Niani, made towards where Kalulu lay
stretched in anguish of body and mind. When he had advanced
sufficiently near, Simba whispered the boy's name with a
warning--"Hush!"
Simba was presently close to Kalulu; and, after informing him of his
purpose, soon freed him from his painful position, and Kalulu sat up,
though feeling almost too sore and cramped to move.
Simba waited patiently for the first feeling of numbness to wear away,
then whispered to him:
"Kalulu, dost thou remember Soltali's words? Soltali said that Tifum's
head should be taken from off his body. I am going to take it now.
Wilt thou come?"
The instant these words were suggested all feeling of soreness vanished,
and the boy sprang up and was about to shout his gladness, when the big
hand of Simba was placed over his mouth, and he whispered:
"Nay, not a word, not a breath, as thou dost value our lives. Our
friends are behind that tree; they are waiting for us. Thou must obey
me now, if success is what thou dost hope for."
Kalulu clasped his hand, and understood at once what was necessary, and
followed Simba, who was preceded by Niani, without further remark.
When near Tifum Byah's hut Niani, who was as cunning as the nature of
the mammal from whom he derived his name, stopped, and pointed silently
to the hut, which stood alone and removed a good distance from any other
that was inhabited.
Simba turned to Kalulu, and, handing him the knife which he had received
from Niani, whispered to him: "Stay here silent as a dead tree, until
thou dost hear my signal," to which a nod of the head only was given for
reply.
"Now, Tifum the Wicked," whispered the resolute mind of Simba to itself,
"it is either I or thou; I think thou. Selim's stripes have to be paid
for with thy blood; if not Selim's, then Kalulu's wrongs. But how can I
ever pay thee for all? Sheikh Amer, my master; poor Isa; little
Mussoud;" and the busy mind fanned itself into a white heat of anger,
and churned the deep hate into a white foam of fury; and the Nemesis, in
the form of this mighty, big-muscled man, stood over him, Tifum the
Wicked. The great form bent, and suddenly drooped, with two great bony,
sinewy hands clutching the sleeping man's throat, crushing, compressing
bone, gristle, sinew, and vein into a soft, yielding, pulpy mass, until
there was no breath of life nor power of motion left in him.
All had been done so quietly--the deed of stern vengeance so quickly,
coolly executed, that Kalulu started with surprise as he heard the
signal; he could hardly believe it to have been consummated, yet he
advanced determinedly, as if his help was to be needed. Think of Simba
needing help for such an ordinary creature as Tifum.
"Cut it off!" said Simba, and Kalulu, nothing loth, bent down and
severed the head off without one remorseful pang, and the body of Tifum
was headless; and the prediction of Soltali had become thus soon
verified.
Simba and Kalulu were about to move off, when Niani stepped up and
whispered:
"The guns in his hut!"
"Ah, true," and Simba turned round and gave Niani a couple of guns, to
Kalulu he gave one, he reserved one for himself, then went into the hut,
found the powder bag, the load of bullets and ammunition; snatched a
bow, a quiver full of arrows, a couple of spears, and a long Arab sword,
which Tifum had also appropriated, and with the booty, too valuable to
be measured at a money value for such an expedition as he now proposed
to himself, he withdrew as silently as he had come.
Once at the tree the guns were distributed, one to Abdullah, one to
Moto, the "Joe Manton" to Selim, who hugged it to his heart, while Simba
retained another. To Kalulu he gave a spear with the bow, and a quiver
full of arrows. Niani got another spear, while he also received the
precious powder-keg to carry. Simba carried the bullets and sword.
Kalulu still carried the ghastly load, but nothing was said to any of
the others of the deed that was done. Simba merely said "Come," and the
five followed him obediently.
"Four hours more of night till dawn," said Simba, after they had got a
little distance off. "We must march south. Come."
In a hard, dry, trackless forest, when once a fugitive escapes it
becomes impossible to find him. Had Kalulu not taken the precaution to
strip himself of his cloth, and place the head of Tifum in it, it is
probable that the fugitives might have been pursued; but there was no
clue to the direction they had taken, for five hundred warriors had
trodden the ground all around while hunting for fruit, or sticks, or
water for cooking, the day before, even if the hard drouthy ground might
have received the impression of a few men's naked feet. And the natural
questions the warriors would ask themselves and each other in the
morning would be, "Which way have they gone? Is it north, south, east,
or west? or any other of the lesser or intermediate points?" to which,
of course, no definite answer could be given; while the more
superstitious would say, "Ah! it is Soltali who has taken them away!"
and would fear to leave their fellows.
Simba, Moto, and Kalulu knew this, and though they journeyed fast, they
journeyed confidently. But, as each of the party was busy with his own
thoughts, no words were exchanged until it was grey morning, and day had
more power to pierce the gloom of the forest than the old moon, which
but faintly showed them their way before morning, when Selim saw some
mysterious bundle in Kalulu's hand, and asked him what it was.
"Don't ask now, Selim, my brother, we must march," said Kalulu, and
nothing more was said until at nine o'clock they stopped at a swamp to
refresh themselves with water, when Kalulu setting down his bundle to
drink, the cloth fell off one side, and exposed the head of a man.
"Allah!" ejaculated Selim, profoundly astonished; "what is this?" and
Abdullah also cried out in astonishment the same words.
"What should it be, my brothers, but the head of Tifum the Wicked?"
asked Kalulu.
"But this is murder, is it not?" asked Selim, aghast at the unsightly
and livid head.
"Murder!" echoed Simba; "I think not, young master. It may be with thy
people, but with Kalulu cut off his head. Was Tifum not going to cut
off Kalulu's head?--and perhaps thine, for he hated thee enough, Allah
knows."
"Yes," said Niani, "I heard Tifum swear he would do it."
"Well, but he did not do it, and I am sorry, Simba, thou hast thus
needlessly taken life," said Selim, with difficulty repressing a
shudder.
"Selim, son of Amer, permit Simba, the Mrundi, to ask thee if thou hast
already forgotten thy dead father, thy kinsmen, thine own miseries?
Say, where is Isa? Where is little Mussoud? How was Abdullah treated?
What became of Kalulu, thy friend? Where is Soltali? What has become
of the village of Katalambula? I tell thee, young master, that if an
Arab boy can so soon forget these, I, a Mrundi, cannot; and were Tifum
the Wicked possessed of a thousand lives, I would take a life of his at
every opportunity. What sayest thou, Moto, my friend? Have I not said
well?"
"Quite right, my brother Simba, I should have done the same; and I am
only sorry it fell to thy lot to take his life, because I should like to
have taken it myself," answered Moto promptly.
"What sayest thou, Kalulu?" asked Simba of the young chief.
"Here is my answer," answered Kalulu, pointing to the head, which he
picked up and tossed into the air, smiling as the head fell on its nose.
"What sayest thou, Abdullah? thou who art an Arab, and the son of an
Arab?" asked Simba.
"The Kuran says: `_And if thy enemy depart not from thee, and offer thee
peace, and restrain his hand from warring against thee, take him and
hill him wheresoever thou dost find him, for over him God has granted
the true believer a manifest power_' Since the prophet Mohammed (blessed
be his name) speaks on thy side, Simba, far be it from Abdullah, son of
Sheikh Mohammed, to say thou hast done wrong in this fearful thing. I
think thou hast done right," answered Abdullah gravely.
"Then, if the Kuran says so, I, Selim, son of Amer, am convinced thou
hast done right," said Selim, as he hastened up, and, with an apologetic
look, begged Simba's pardon.
"I, Niani, the mtuma (slave) of Selim, the son of Amer, do pronounce
that Simba did right," cried the little negro, with an assurance which
made all smile, and for a moment forget their previous mood.
"But what art thou going to do with the head, Keklu?" asked Selim.
"I am going to take medicine from it," replied Kalulu, "to make my arm
strong against Ferodia, when we get to the camp," folding it up in the
cloth again as he spoke.
"Ah, don't, Kalulu, for my sake," pleaded Selim with earnest eyes;
"don't, it is bad; only the lowest and most degraded do that. Cast the
ugly thing away, and let it be food for the fowls of the air and the
beasts of prey."
"It has been the custom of the Watuta to do such things, and if I do not
do it Kalulu will never be king," replied the young chief, resolutely
moving forward.
"It has been the custom of the Warundi too, and of all the tribes around
here that I have met," said Simba. "Let Kalulu do as he will with it,
young master."
"But thou art a Moslem, Simba; thou art not a Mrundi infidel now;" urged
Selim, whose feelings revolted at such a degraded idea.
"Ay, I am a Moslem in name, but a Mrundi in heart, master; and when I
think of all that Tifum the Wicked has done, and would have done, I
myself should like to take medicine from it," replied Simba, with a
vengeful look.
"But Simba," said Abdullah, "the Kuran says we `_are forbidden to eat
that which dieth of itself, and blood, and swine's flesh, and that on
which the name of any beside God hath been invoked, and that which hath
been strangled_.'"
"Al Forkan" (the Kuran) "is a holy book, Simba, that may not be
disregarded, and he that turneth his back to it shall surely perish,"
added Selim.
"I am not going to eat Tifum's head; the Warundi do not eat men. They
only take medicine from them; but if the good book says it is wicked, I
give you my word I shall not do it," responded Simba. "But let us
march, we have no time to talk," and setting the example, by vigorous
strides, he induced the little party to strain themselves to keep up
with him; and from this time until sunset there were few words
exchanged, except a remark now and then upon some exceptional feature of
the forest through which they were travelling.
At sunset the fugitives were obliged to halt, and seeing a dense jungle
clump before them, they sought an opening which led to it, which they
presently discovered, narrow and a little inconvenient, but it led them
into a delicious and secure resting-place. The camp, which they now
intended to make, was surrounded by an impenetrable hedge, about fifty
feet thick and about twelve feet high, of thorn and cactus, aloetic
plants, convolvuli, all-interlacing, embracing, twining round each
other, each leaf, or twig, or branch armed at all points with a myriad
thorns, through which a boa-constrictor might in vain attempt to pass, a
man never, were he armed in triple steel, least of all a rude savage;
while inside was soft, green, silken grass, and a small circular
depression in its centre like a "buffalo-wallow," which contained water.
Could anything have been more tempting than this? Surely not. Had the
most cunning Moto devised the best protection he could, he had never
conceived anything more formidable against naked man or beast! And the
two Arab boys laughed merrily, and rubbed their hands together, as they
thought how secure they were.
Simba, who had assumed the leadership, as though leadership was an
everyday thing to him, looking around, said:
"We are safe. No Watuta can find us here, but we are short of food, and
boys become hungry soon. In the morning we must look for food, as we
journey south. What dost thou think, Moto? is this forest likely to
last much longer?"
"I know not, friend Simba. I should think not; but the minute it
becomes thinner and more open we shall see game," replied that clever
woodsman, with so much confidence that Selim, Abdullah, and Niani began
to smack their lips, as if they already tasted the luscious, juicy meat
of fat game.
"Simba, I know this forest well," cried Kalulu; "but before I say
anything about it, I must know where thou dost intend to go."
"Ah! where?" asked Simba, looking at Moto, and speaking in a tone which
was more of a doleful echo than a question.
"Where?" said Moto, in the same tone, looking at Simba.
"I must know," said Kalulu. "We are far from pursuit now. Ferodia
might as well look for the honey-bird, hiding his head in a hole, as
look for us. Speak, Simba and Moto, where do ye both intend to go?"
"Answer thou, young chief," replied Simba and Moto, together.
"I? Well, let it be so," he answered. "I mean to return towards the
east, through the forest, and then turn up north and west, and seek out
every man left of my tribe, and make war against Ferodia. Make war on
the traitorous thief, until every man that lifted spear in his cause
shall be even as this carrion is," (pointing to the chilled head of
Tifum). "War, until all my enemies shall fall, and be utterly destroyed
as the dry grass of the summer is destroyed by a fire. That is what I
intend beginning to do at sunrise to-morrow;" and as the young chief
said the last few words he sprang to his feet, and dashed his spear deep
into the now unoffending head of Tifum the Wicked, and his whole body
quivered with the fury that animated him.
While he was thus imagining that he had already his enemies low at his
feet, he felt a soft touch on his shoulder, and as he turned his head
around he saw the gentle, winning face of Selim turned up to him with
pleading eyes, and heard him say:
"Kalulu, thou art still the King of the Watuta to us; sit down quiet by
my side, like, my brother Abdullah and little Niani here, and listen to
what thy brother Selim has to say."
The friendship he entertained for Selim came to the aid of the Arab boy,
and this, together with the kindly tones and sympathising eyes turned
towards him, completely subdued him, and he sat down, and for the first
time, to our knowledge, Kalulu wept. Selim's tender heart could not
bear the proud young chief's tears, and he also wept out of sheer
sympathy.
"Kalulu," said Selim, when he had conquered this feeling, and could
command firmness of voice, "when I was dying of hunger in the forest
thou didst come to my aid, and, pitying me, a friendship grew in thy
heart towards me, and when I opened mine eyes, and saw thy large black
eyes rest on me with so much pity, so much love in them for me, who
until then was as one doomed to die a lingering death, was as an outcast
from Nature, I learned to love thee as my brother. The blood ceremony
was made, and I gladly became a brother to thee. When I was in the
village, and I felt Tifum's heavy hand on me, with the cruel order of
Ferodia ringing in my ears, thou didst again come like a good angel to
my aid; and in my heart I blessed God and thee. When Abdullah struggled
in the dark waters, and the greedy crocodile snapped him by the leg, and
drew him down out of sight, down into the depths, I cried out in my
agony, `Oh, save him!' and thou, ever our good angel, didst leap into
the depths, and far out of sight thou didst grapple with the monster,
and in a short time didst bring him--Abdullah--back to life and to his
friend. When thou wert made king, and thou hadst power of life and
death over an immense multitude of warriors given unto thee, I did ask
thee for permission to go to my own home at Zanzibar, to lift the veil
of sorrow from my mother's eyes, and thou didst promise to give me
wealth, and abundance, and men under thine own command to protect me on
the way. But evil days came. Ferodia, like a thief in the night, came
with a great number of men; they took thy power from thee, made thyself,
and ourselves, and thy people prisoners and slaves. They bound thee,
and made thee--a king--also a slave; and until last night thou wert in
bonds, and yesterday thou wert beaten like the meanest, and to-day's sun
was to rise on thy corpse. But Niani--good Niani, whom I believed to be
created only for mischief and fun--rose in the night, and delivered us
all from the power of Ferodia; and we are all here safe from our
enemies, and free once more. Allah be praised for ever!"
Kalulu was sobbing violently, and Selim, when he heard his sobs, could
hardly refrain from joining him, but, conquering the feeling with an
effort, he continued:
"Kalulu, my brother, it is but a little thing that I am going to ask of
thee, yet if thou wilt but grant it me, thou wilt make Selim happy--ay,
happier even than when thou didst whisper the sweet words in my
ear--`Thou art free! Thou art my brother!' I fear to ask it of thee,
lest thou wouldst hurt me with a refusal."
"Speak, Selim; what can Kalulu do for thee? Have I not told thee long
ago thou hast but to command me. Yet what have I to give thee? Was not
Kalulu a slave yesterday? Ha! ha! what has a slave to give?" and the
young chief laughed bitterly.
"Thou hast more to give me than ever thou didst possess, Kalulu. Wilt
thou promise it me what I shall ask."
"Thou art but mocking me; but I give thee my promise, and a promise is
not broken lightly by a Mtuta chief," Kalulu answered.
"Then listen, O my brother! At Zanzibar I have a beautiful home; and
all around it are trees, great trees, like those in the forest, heavy
with yellow globes of sweetness, called oranges, others borne down with
great fruit larger than the matonga (_Nux vomica_) of the forest, which
are sweeter than honey, and are called mangoes; and there are tall
trees, called palms, which bear nuts large as thy head, full of milky
wine, so refreshing when thou art thirsty, that thou wilt recall the
time when thy mother suckled thee, and laughed at the greediness of her
bright, baby boy; and there are numbers of others, which give both fruit
to fill a man's spirit with delight, and others to give perfume, which,
when a man inhales it, his senses become suffused with pleasure; and as
for the vegetables which my fields and gardens furnish, there is nothing
in all ututa, or the lands adjoining, to compare with them. There are
squashes, and pumpkins, and melons, blue and purple egg-plants,
cucumbers, chick-peas, and beans, yams, sweet potatoes, white and yellow
tomatoes, and plaintains, and bananas, and numbers of things thou dost
not dream of. And then my house--ah! there is nothing like it in all
Negro-land; it is as high as the tallest tree, and as large almost as
the great square of thy Tillage, all of white stone; the floors, instead
of being of earth or of sand, are of white stone, smooth and shining as
the stillest, whitest water thou hast ever seen; and the beds are of
down and of finest, whitest cloth, which when thou dost rest thy body
upon them will cause thee to sleep and forget all troubles; and from the
upper doors, which we call windows in Arab land, thine eyes rest upon
the great blue sea, and the laughing wares, which murmur of love, and
beauty, and pleasure all the day. It is to this beautiful home I invite
thee, my brother. It is to these scenes of holy love, and God's beauty,
which He has given to me, that I wish to take thee; and to my dear
mother, who will be to thee as she is to me; who will love thee for what
thou hast done for her child, as she loves her own son; to my beautiful
mother, whose face is as white as yon white cloud, and as beautiful as
the moon, I wish thee to come. Say, Kalulu, wilt thou come, and share
my sweet mother's love with me? Say, wilt thou come, and let me show
thee the wonders of Zanzibar?"
Kalulu answered not; he never ceased sobbing while Selim spoke; he
seemed loth to give the answer in the affirmative, yet he remembered his
promise, and he remembered it was Selim who was asking him a favour. A
few seconds, therefore, passed in this silence; but when it was finally
broken it was by Simba's deep voice, who said:
"Those are wise words, young chief, that Master Selim has spoken.
Neither Moto nor I could have thought of them; but the boy's heart has
spoken wiser words than Simba and Moto's heads together could have
spoken. Young chief, thou shalt yet be King of Ututa; but it will be
better first that thou goest to Zanzibar, where thine eyes may see
strange things, and thy head learn wisdom. I, Simba, a servant of
Selim, could not have invited thee to Zanzibar, because Simba has but a
very little hut, not bigger than a camp-cote, where the hunter has to
coil himself up like a serpent. My hut would then have been no place
for the King of the Watuta; but Master Selim has got a big house, bigger
than any king's house in Negro-land; he has numbers of servants, cattle,
goats, donkeys, gardens, fields, and fruit-trees, and his riches are
beyond my knowledge. Oh! I see light and hope now, young chief. I
know what is best for all of us. I know how thou, by going to Zanzibar,
may come to Ututa a greater king than Loralamba even. I'll tell thee
how. Through the aid of Selim thou wilt become acquainted with numbers
of rich Arabs, whom thou wilt like when thou wilt know them better.
They are good men at heart, though some are bad, as there are bad men
everywhere. This acquaintance will benefit thee and them, for after
thou shalt have rested a year or two at Zanzibar, thou wilt be able to
induce them to come with thee to thine own country, when for their aid
to set thee in thy rights, thou wilt be able to give them back the Arab
slaves Ferodia took at Kwikuru, and give them ivory in abundance; and
they will make thee rich in cloth and fine things: thou wilt by that
time, through the knowledge of such things obtained at Zanzibar, be able
to judge of what is good, and what is bad; thou wilt be able to build
thy villages strong against every attack of evil men, to conquer
Ferodia, and every tribe round about, to make thy country great, so
there will be none other like unto it; so that thy name and glory be
sung in all the corners of the earth. To be a great king thou must
teach thyself and learn many things; and this thou canst do by going to
Zanzibar. I have said it."
Then Kalulu, impulsive youth that he was, sprang up and cried, "Enough,
Selim, thou hadst almost persuaded me; but Simba has conquered me. I
shall go to Zanzibar, I shall learn how to be a great king, and I shall
come back to Ututa a strong, big man like thou, Simba; then let Ferodia
look to himself. Let him live upon the fatness of the land. Let him
enjoy his gains until Kalulu comes back, then by Soltali's ashes, by the
grave of Mostana, by the black ruins of Katalambula's village, I shall
have fullest revenge. I have spoken."
"Good--good--good," cried all at once, and Selim sprang up and embraced
him, while Simba and Moto took each a hand and shook it eagerly, while
little Niani jumped and hopped about as though he were a real monkey,
whereas he was only a monkey in name, and Abdullah, after Selim released
him, insisted also upon the same right to embrace him, and promised upon
the Kuran to come back with him to Watuta and see him righted. There
was such joy in the little camp, closed in by that impenetrable jungle
hedge, such as we are certain was never seen before, and never will be
seen there again.
"There is one other little thing I should like to see Kalulu do," said
Selim, smiling, but looking on the ground nevertheless.
"What? anything else for me to do? Well, I will do it. Speak," replied
Kalulu, lifting Selim's head up with his hand so that he could see his
face.
"Thou art so good, Kalulu, to promise me so many things before thou
knowest what it is I am going to ask. Thou knowest that I am very timid
and fearful, and I could not sleep to-night quietly with that ugly head
so near me, and--"
Kalulu rose immediately, and taking hold of the head by the hair, he
tossed it into the middle of the jungle hedge, where, rolling through a
little, it remained fixed in the forks of a thorn-bush situated exactly
in the middle of the hedge, where it was more effectively buried safer
from all living creatures than were it buried ten feet deep in the
earth.
"Good--good," cried Abdullah and Selim, really more rejoiced and feeling
safer from Tifum than they liked to confess.
"Now," said Simba, when each person's feelings were calmed, "let us talk
of other matters. Kalulu, thou knowest this country. How can we get
away to Zanzibar?"
"But where is Zanzibar?" asked Kalulu, surprised.
"It ought to be east directly from here, just where the sun rises every
morning," answered Simba.
"I can show the way to Urori; but what lies beyond Urori I do not know,"
said Kalulu.
"We are too small a party to be able to go through Uhehe alone," said
Simba. "That won't do. What do you suggest, Moto?" he asked of his
friend.
"If I were anywhere on the track of the traders," answered that wise and
cautions old hunter, "I would soon find out. If I were in Marungu or in
Usowa I could soon tell. Did I not hear thee say, Kalulu, that there
lay a lake, a large body of water somewhere about here?"
"Yes, Lake Liemba; there is no end to it. It runs towards the north,"
replied Kalulu.
"Lake Liemba! Liemba!" said Moto to himself, like one trying to
remember whether he had ever heard the name before. "I never heard of
Liemba that I know of. I have been on Lake Tanganika several times in
going from Ujiji to--"
"Ujiji!" said Kalulu, in a surprised tone. "Ujiji! I never heard the
Watuta travellers talk about the Tanganika; but I have always heard that
Ujiji was on Liemba, not far from Usowa, but further up."
"Wallahi!" shouted Moto. "Then Lake Tanganika is only another name for
Lake Liemba, for Ujiji is on Lake Tanganika, and Usowa is only a few
days south of Ujiji. First after Ujiji there is Kawendi; then we come
to Usowa; and after that is Uwemba--no, not Uwemba--Ufipa; and after
Ufipa, Uwemba; then we always went straight to Marungu."
"If thou canst go from Ujiji to Marungu, then," said Kalulu, "or to
Wemba or Usowa, the road is easy, if thou knowest the road from Ujiji to
Zanzibar."
"Ah! don't I?" answered Moto, in a triumphant tone. "I will find the
road from Ujiji to Zanzibar. I have travelled the road five times from
Ujiji to Zanzibar, and I ought to know it. I have been guide to Sayd
bin Hashid from Unyanyembe to Ujiji; but there is a better and nearer
road to Zanzibar from Fipa to Usowa; then to Ukorongo and Unyanyembe."
"Well, then," said Simba, "what we have got to do is to reach this lake,
whence it is easy to reach Ufipa or Usowa, and from thence to
Unyanyembe, after which it will be easy to get to Zanzibar."
"I know the road to the Lake," said Kalulu, "for I was on the lake some
moons ago. It ought to lie just where you saw the sun set to-night
about twenty days' march from here. But between us and this lake is
Ferodia's country. We should go a week further this way (pointing to
the south), then turn round and go up, slowly towards the lake."
"Ngema--Ngema" (good, good), all cried delighted.
"To-morrow we will continue the journey south, and after a week we will
pick our way toward this lake, and Inshallah! we shall see Zanzibar
within five moons from now," said Simba.
"And to-morrow we shall get food--Inshallah!" said Moto.
"Inshallah, Inshallah!" all the Moslems cried.
They now proceeded to divide their ammunition, the powder and the
bullets for Simba and Moto and Abdullah; while Selim, on inspecting his
cartridge-bag, found a box with a thousand caps and one hundred bullets
for his "Joe Manton." Kalulu employed himself in examining the string
of his bow; while Niani, seeing everybody else examine his weapon,
thought he might as well follow their example, and began to look at the
blade of his spear in a wise manner, and delighted everybody with the
news that it was sharp.