SOME LEGENDARY 
 LANDMARKS OF AFRICA 
 
 '$. FRANK EVANS
 
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 SOME LEGENDARY LANDMARKS 
 OF AFRICA
 
 SOME LEGENDARY LANDMARKS 
 OF AFRICA 
 
 BY 
 
 MRS. FRANK EVANS 
 
 CASSELL & COMPANY LIMITED 
 
 LOXDOX /MAYS & MELBOURNE 
 1893 
 
 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

 
 To MY HUSBAND. 
 
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 PREFACE. 
 
 THE attention of the many is just now fixed upon the 
 development and future of Africa. 
 
 To a few it is interesting to trace through past 
 a^es the characteristics and traditions of native 
 tribes. 
 
 One so interested cannot but note how small an 
 impress is left upon the native by contact with Asiatic 
 or European races. 
 
 Pondos, Kaffirs, Zulus, even Hottentots, cling to the 
 beliefs and superstitions to-day they held in the time 
 of James I. of England, of John I. of Portugal, of 
 Solomon of Jerusalem. 
 
 Such reflections suggest the gratitude one feels to 
 those dauntless explorers who have given the world 
 true pictures of the past. 
 
 To them, and to two or three friends I had the 
 fortune to meet in South Africa, I am indebted. 
 
 More than all, to the peculiar natural and 
 romantic beauty of the country I owe a pleasure 
 and resource that is shared by many others. 
 
 MRS. FRANK EVANS.
 
 CONTENTS. 
 
 A STAR-MESSAGE. 
 
 Suggested by some legends of South-East Africa, and some beliefs 
 connected with the supposed kingdom of the Queen of Sheba in 
 that country. 
 
 CHRISTUS. 
 
 Founded on some incidents during the Portuguese crusades against 
 the Mahomedans of South Africa, and on some Hottentot legends. 
 
 UTIKA. 
 
 An imaginary romance suggesting the origin and finding of the first 
 great yellow diamond in South Africa. Before the advent of 
 Europeans the journey from all the wide district north of tin- 
 Orange river to the foot of Table Mountain was frequently madi- 
 by native chiefs. 
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 
 
 Vasco de Gama discovered this beautiful country on Christmas Day. 
 and himself gave to it its beautiful name.
 
 A STAR-MESSAGE. 
 
 Suggested by some legends of South-East Africa, and some beliefs 
 connected with the supposed kingdom of the Queen of Sheba in 
 that country. 
 
 I. 
 
 IN a far-away land that is now a ruinous desolation 
 there lived once a powerful and prosperous people. 
 
 They claimed descent from sons of gods. 
 
 They recognised as god of major power the sun ; 
 of minor power the moon. 
 
 Also they held a reverent belief in the agency of 
 stars as heavenly messengers. 
 
 But a Star-Message could only be transmitted 
 through a mortal who had grown pure hi the self- 
 surrender of supreme love, or supreme suffering. 
 
 This is the history of one whom Nature loved too 
 well, whom men loved not enough, whom a power 
 greater than men or Nature protected, who received a 
 star-message. 
 
 * * * * * 
 
 Zim found her in a great gourd-field. 
 
 One might easily trip and fall in a gourd-field. 
 The coarse succulent vine flings itself over stone and 
 bush, bridges over hollows, clambers up and down the
 
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 undulating ground with vigorous intrepidity. Every- 
 where there are gourds, big and yellow, small and 
 green, for the summer is waning and it is the perfect 
 time of gourds. 
 
 The children playing in the gourd-field said a great 
 bird brought her. They said : 
 
 " We heard a rushing noise, a great bird flew over our 
 heads making a shadow, he dropped a child among the 
 gourds. We know because we heard the child cry." 
 
 Zim took the child in his huge arms. It was a 
 little, sun-browned thing, with great eyes and masses 
 of tangled glossy curls. It was wrapped in an ample 
 skirt of gaudy cotton cloth, with rough-cut coral beads 
 around its bare neck. In its tiny fist it clutched in 
 rigid grasp a conch-shell 
 
 Zim is very big, very ugly, very lazy, with one leg 
 shorter than the other. It was a time-worn wonder 
 in the tribe where his wife found him. She kept him 
 because among her people it was ignominy to be 
 husbandless. 
 
 Zim took the child home, fed it with sour milk, 
 and tried to question it, but it replied in words they 
 could not understand. 
 
 The wife said : 
 
 " See it holds a shell. I will take the shell." And 
 she tried, but in an access of passion the child struggled, 
 sprang clear of the woman, lifted up her voice and 
 sang.
 
 A STAR-MESSAGE. 3 
 
 Sang tempestuously stamping its little bare feet 
 upon the red ground. 
 
 Sang pathetically crossing its thin brown arms 
 in mute appeal; sang despairingly throwing itself 
 prone upon the earth. 
 
 The woman was amazed, but Zim said : 
 
 " Let the child bide." 
 
 The woman said : 
 
 " Why, it is another to feed, we, who have so many 
 mouths send it away." 
 
 Zim said : 
 
 " She shall remain. She shall be nourished with 
 cow's milk." 
 
 Now the women of that country might not touch 
 the cattle, so Zim was master, and the child Horas 
 found a home, and no one dared touch her shell. 
 
 II. 
 
 ON the high level of a small plateau, up and up above 
 the sea, with mountains and mountains, an eternity of 
 mountains towering away to the north, and between 
 the mountains, sweet green valleys. 
 
 In the valleys are sun-bright fields of millet and 
 gourds ; cool shelter of the taxus trees, thickets and 
 thickets of South Sea roses, and reaches of swift- 
 
 running water.
 
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 Here is Horas' new home. The woman she calls 
 mother loves her not because she is not kin. 
 
 The children love her not because she is alien and 
 strange. So day after day the child wanders alone on 
 the hillsides or in the woodlands. 
 
 Every morning when the children get their inilk 
 and bread the last is left for Horas, and she with 
 hatred in her eyes and in her heart, takes it grudgingly, 
 and turns away to hide herself in the thickness of the 
 forest. 
 
 But when the chief of the tribe returns from a 
 long hunt, he sends for Horas. 
 
 Zim takes her to the door of the chief's house 
 under the great taxus trees, and there she sings her 
 two songs. 
 
 First, the song the shell has taught her. A plain- 
 tive song, full of longing, with a tender heart-worn 
 cadence. A song of home. But to Horas it is as yet 
 vaguely real, because she knows no past. 
 
 Next, the song the swallow has taught her. To 
 this her heart yields rapturously. A song of liberty, 
 of action, of love. A song of visionary lands, where 
 homes are beloved and secure ; where men are tender 
 and strong ; where maidens are adored as they are 
 fair. 
 
 Then the girl lifts her voice and calls to the 
 swallow : 
 
 " Take me, take me, swallow ! "
 
 A STAR-MESSAGE. 5 
 
 But the chief is angry. He says : 
 
 "Cease girl, thou hast an ungrateful heart. Go 
 away to thy bed, and sing no more thy swallow song." 
 
 So Horas moves away in the darkness, the chiefs 
 bitter words in her ears, Zim's bitter blows about her 
 neck, her own bitter thoughts at her heart. 
 
 Not to bed. Far up the mountain side is the 
 shelter of a great rock; there, wrapped in her tattered 
 sheepskin, she throws herself upon the warm red earth 
 and makes her moan. Her poor little heart is heavy 
 with longing and pride and hatred. 
 
 She cries out : 
 
 " I would I were great and strong, and I would 
 kill them !" 
 
 No one hears her, no one comforts her ; but the 
 stars shine down from heaven, and the wind lulls her, 
 and presently she is soothed and sleeps in that ever- 
 lasting maternal embrace that Nature never denies 
 her favourites. 
 
 One night Horas lay against the rock and watched 
 the stars. 
 
 As the night advanced, they became more brilliant. 
 
 One, brighter than all, shot a long narrow ray of 
 light earthwards. It made a white spot on the dark 
 rock. 
 
 Sleeps she, or wakes she, little Horas ? 
 
 Down, down the lustrous star-path comes a beau- 
 tiful form and stops beside her. He places upon the
 
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 white spot of the rock an instrument of ten strings 
 and plays upon it. About his head is a nimbus of 
 light. When he ceases playing, his voice is to Horas 
 sweeter than the music of the ten strings. 
 
 He says : 
 
 " Little child, little child, praise thou the Lord." 
 
 Horas cannot speak or move for the awe and joy 
 that holds her. Then he is gone, receding as he had 
 advanced along the star-made path. 
 
 Horas springs up, reaches out her arms beseech- 
 ingly. She cries : 
 
 " Do not go do not leave me. How shall I know 
 to praise ? " 
 
 Back from the bright path conies a dazzling 
 transient flash. The vision is gone, but glistening on 
 the dark earth at her feet is a clear sparkling crystal. 
 
 Horas puts it in her bosom with a sigh of disap- 
 pointment. She cries : 
 
 " How shall I know ? " Yet in her heart of 
 hearts she is comforted with a vague but abiding 
 sense of gain. 
 
 HI. 
 
 THE gourds are all gathered now. The straggling vine 
 is sere and leafless, but in the reaches by the river- 
 side the South Sea roses* are putting on their glossy 
 
 * Oleanders.
 
 A STAR-MESSAGE. / 
 
 green, and soon their great soft buds will be bursting 
 into gorgeous bloom. 
 
 The South Sea roses and the gourds have suc- 
 ceeded one another many times since first Zim found 
 the little brown baby Horas among the gourds. 
 
 Zim's wife loves her no better now than she 
 did then. 
 
 When Horas hears the children calling to each 
 other " Mtakama " (child of my mother), her heart 
 aches with a cruel hurt of loneliness. She thrusts 
 herself within the close thicket of the South Sea roses 
 and wanders aimlessly, the misery at her heart grow- 
 ing, growing. 
 
 Once wandering so, she comes late to the home 
 of her foster mother. It is dark. The woman 
 says : 
 
 " Lazy girl ; wilt thou for ever eat our bread and 
 labour not ? " 
 
 Horas says : 
 
 " Nay, I will eat of thy bread no longer." 
 
 Zim from the darkness calls out : 
 
 " Let be, wife ; let the maid bide." 
 
 But the wife is angry, for she labours early and 
 late, and Zim is idle, and there are many mouths. 
 She cries out : 
 
 " She shall not bide a greedy, lazy vagabond I " 
 
 The woman seizes a burning brand from the fire 
 and hurls it at the girl.
 
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 Horas springs aside, and the brand catches Zim as 
 he lies under the trees. 
 
 With a yell of rage and pain he rushes at the 
 woman but Horas is quicker. 
 
 The woman lies upon the ground, the firelight 
 showing a bleeding mark upon her cheek the mark 
 of a shell. 
 
 " Horas, Horas. thou wilt die for this ! Quick, 
 quick ! we must fly ! " 
 
 Zim seizes her hand, and together they plunge unto 
 the darkness. 
 
 The water of the little river at the bottom of the 
 valley is cold at midnight, but they two, fevered with 
 passion, heed it not. With the superstition of his 
 race, Zim grasps his imifize, the charm against the 
 power of river spirits ; but Horas' only thought is 
 hate, hate, hate ! 
 
 Up the mountain side the uneven ground dips 
 here and there into wider hollows, and higher yet the 
 rocks stand out bare, black, square. 
 
 At last, at a sharp angle of overhanging crag, they 
 stop and throw themselves beneath its shelter. 
 
 The stars are shining now. Horas feels for the 
 crystal and draws it forth, but it is dull and lustreless 
 in the starlight. She replaces it in her bosom and a 
 hard, cold stupor settles on her heart. 
 
 The knowledge of evil, or the knowledge of good, 
 is not either a revelation {
 
 A STAR- MESSAGE. 9 
 
 Zim says : 
 
 " Horas, we can never return, we are outcast. I 
 have kept thee these many moons, now thou shalt 
 labour for me. I have a plan." 
 
 Horas says : 
 
 " What is thy plan ? " 
 
 Zim says : 
 
 " We will journey northwards there are many 
 villages northwards. At the villages thou shalt sing 
 and I will beg ; but thou must be disguised or perhaps 
 I should not be able to protect thee." 
 
 Horas looked at him. Ugh ! he was so ugly, so 
 revolting, with a cunning sinister look in his small 
 eyes. The cold hard stupor settles down upon her 
 heart. Then they arise, and walk on and on in the 
 darkness. 
 
 Next day at sunset they approach a village. 
 
 Zim puts Horas into the leafy thickness of a tree 
 and covers her with his eland skin ; then he goes into 
 the village and calls out : 
 
 " Sing, my bird ! " 
 
 Horas sings from under the eland skin in the tree. 
 
 When she ceases Zim cries : 
 
 "Who will give me food ? a little milk and bread 
 for my bird, and meat for me ? " 
 
 He has no lack, for the people are fain to hear the 
 bird sing again. - 
 
 When it is quite dark Zim returns to the tree, and 
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 gives to Horas the inilk and bread. Then they resume 
 their weary journey, finding shelter from the heat of 
 the sun, and rest as best they can. 
 
 iv. 
 
 the South Sea roses were ablaze with bloom, 
 and thousands of the gorgeous petals shed, and the 
 gourd-fields cool and fresh in the tender green of their 
 young leaves, and the sun pitilessly hot, Horas made 
 herself a hood of plaited reeds to be cooler than the 
 eland skin. 
 
 One day she said : 
 
 " Shall we go on for ever, Zim ? May we not bide 
 ;i while < " 
 
 Zim said : 
 
 " How shall I get food if we abide ? I should have 
 to work. No, it is better to journey on." 
 
 One dark evening, plodding through the forest, 
 they carne upon a lonely, dark house. 
 
 Zim said : 
 
 " It is deserted ; someone has died there." And 
 he clutched at his charms. 
 
 Horas laughed. She said : 
 
 " I fear not the dead. I will go in and rest awhile 
 till thou go and return again." 
 
 But the house was not deserted. There was a 
 woman within, and a dim light.
 
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 Horas said : 
 
 " Art thou living or dead ? " 
 
 The woman said : 
 
 " I am alive. I am a forsaken wife and childless. 
 I live here alone and hide my misery." 
 
 Horas said : 
 
 " I, too, am alone and forsaken." 
 
 Then the woman held out her arms in the dim 
 light, and Horas crept within the embrace, and they 
 wept together. 
 
 Horas told all her life's tale. 
 
 She said : 
 
 " What shall I do ? How shall I see my crystal 
 clear once more ? " 
 
 The woman said : 
 
 " To suffer to suffer willingly. Wilt thou choose 
 to suffer for those thou dost not love ? " 
 
 Horas wept. She drew forth the crystal, and in 
 the dim light it sparkled. She said : 
 
 " Yes, I will choose to suffer." 
 
 The childless woman said : 
 
 " We will offer ourselves for slaves. There is si 
 man at the great river who will give beads and copper 
 and gold for slaves. We will sell ourselves, and Zini 
 shall have the price and return and find favour again 
 with his tribe. We will sell ourselves to Ali Zahr, the 
 slave dealer." . 
 
 Zim returned and they told him.
 
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 Zim said : 
 
 " It is true there is a slave dealer at the river ; I 
 have heard it in the village. He will take you a long, 
 long journey, and sell you again to the great Queen 
 at Fura."* 
 
 Horas said : 
 
 " We will go." 
 
 Zim said : 
 
 " I have heard there are thousands and thousands 
 at Fura. When thou art come to the great Queen, 
 Horas, thou wilt rejoice that I found thee in the gourd- 
 field and brought thee hither." 
 
 Horas laughed. She said : 
 
 " Thou hast beads now instead of a bird to buy 
 thee meat." 
 
 So Zim and Horas parted and saw one another no 
 
 more. 
 
 * * * -x- * 
 
 Ali Zahr was a cruel man. 
 
 Horas suffered hunger and thirst, taunts and 
 stripes. At times came the hard, cold stupor at her 
 heart, and the crystal was dull Then the woman 
 who was not her mother, yet suffered voluntarily with 
 her, wept with her and said : 
 
 " Look for me, dear." 
 
 And because there was nothing but love love for 
 one another in their two hearts, Horas looked again 
 
 * The palace of the Queen of Sheba.
 
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 and through tears saw clear brightness, and within 
 the brightness children's faces. 
 
 The childless woman said : 
 
 " Even so I see children's faces when I dream. 
 Perhaps there will be children for me in the ' New 
 Life.' " 
 
 v. 
 
 FAR away to the north of the gourd-fields and the 
 South Sea roses is the palace Fura. 
 
 Its walls cover the western slope of a great 
 mountain. At the mountain's base is the broad valley 
 of a broad river. 
 
 Corn and rice stand thick in the fields. Sheep 
 and cattle in the river meadows. 
 
 Adars* are so dense their blue berries are like rock 
 faces on the hill sides. The perfume of the adars is 
 heavy on the air. 
 
 The great hall of Fura is dazzling with white of 
 polished wood and stone, with splendour of gold and 
 gems. At one end is the throne of virgin beaten gold. 
 The throne of the great Queen Balkis.f 
 
 Around the throne are ever a band of white-clad 
 maidens ; sometimes who scatter roses ; sometimes 
 who shake perfume ; sometimes who make music. 
 For Balkis is right royal, and there are thousands who 
 live but to do her pleasure. 
 
 * A species of Juniper. * The Queen of Sheba.
 
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 Upon the marvellous hand- wrought cloths of 
 Asshur lies Balkis. 
 
 One who is near speaks softly, and says : 
 
 " Will Balkis the Queen listen ? Behold, there is 
 the slave-seller, AH Zahr, returned from the forests of 
 the south. Will the Queen listen ? " 
 
 Balkis says : 
 
 ' Why should I listen ? " 
 
 The one who is near says : 
 
 " Will Balkis the Queen listen ? Ali Zahr has 
 brought a maiden from out the forests of the south, 
 and she can sing to please the gods." 
 
 Balkis says : 
 
 " Bid them approach." 
 
 So Ali Zahr drew nigh, and with him Horas. 
 
 Horas chained with iron bands between the woman 
 who was not her mother, and another. 
 
 The two women dropped upon their knees when 
 they were brought before Balkis, but Horas stood up- 
 right, her wrists held down, the wavy masses of her 
 hair tossed back, her eyes defiant. Ali Zahr took her 
 roughly by the bare shoulder. He said : 
 
 " Sing." 
 
 Horas said : 
 
 " Loose me," but flinched not. 
 
 The woman who was not her mother looked up 
 with weary, pleading eyes. She whispered : 
 
 " Child of my desolation I "
 
 A STAR-MESSAGE. 15 
 
 Then Horas sang sang the old song of her shell 
 Standing there bound, travel-worn, helpless, with 
 bruised feet and hanging hands. Sang of a peace and 
 happiness she had never known. 
 
 The Queen said : 
 
 ' Loose the maid. Give Ah" Zahr his price and 
 send hun away." And it was done. 
 
 Balkis said : 
 
 " Wilt sing again, maiden ? " 
 
 Horas sang ; sang the swallow's song, and forgot 
 her pain, reached out her fetter-freed arms and lost 
 herself in the joy of the swallow's pictured land. 
 
 And as she sang many pressed within the great 
 stone hall to listen. 
 
 And as she sang the light of the evening sun 
 made a path of light from a far doorway. 
 
 And as she sang there came within the far door- 
 way one, holding in his hands an instrument of ten 
 strings. 
 
 And as she sang she moved herself a little to the 
 eager burden of the song, when suddenly her eyes 
 caught sight of the form in the far doorway, standing 
 within the path of light. 
 
 The song ceased. When they bade Horas continue 
 she heeded not. 
 
 When they said , " What is it ( " she said : 
 
 " The instnuiient of ten strings." 
 
 Bulkis said :
 
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 " Take the girl away to the house of my maidens. 
 Let her be refreshed and clothed anew." 
 
 So the officers of the palace of Fura led forth the 
 three slaves, out of the great stone hall into the greater 
 courtyard beyond. There, one took the childless 
 woman somewhat roughly, to separate her from Horas. 
 
 A dangerous light flashed in the girl's eyes. She 
 drew the woman who was not her mother closer to 
 herself. But the man laughed aloud and caught at 
 the woman by her hair. 
 
 Horas sprang at him and struck out at his face. 
 There was something in her hand. The blow she 
 dealt was powerful. 
 
 He fell to the ground, and on his brow was a 
 bleeding mark the mark of a shell. 
 
 Horas stood defiant, the woman who was not her 
 mother gathered to her breast. She cried : 
 
 " No one shall take from me my one mother ! " 
 
 So a great tumult arose. Many ran from the great 
 hah 1 and from other parts of the palace, and they 
 cried : 
 
 " The slave girl has killed the Queen's officer ! " 
 
 Some ran to tell Balkis, but no one touched 
 Horas. 
 
 Then the childless woman spoke gently. She 
 said : 
 
 " Horas, dear child of my desolation, do not con- 
 tend. Even the meanest, the most despised, shall
 
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 attain joy at last. In the ' New Life ' I shall watch 
 over thee, and in trouble I will be always near thee." 
 
 Then the poor childless woman sank down upon 
 the ground, and her spirit fled away, for she had 
 endured all her lot of suffering. 
 
 VI. 
 
 HORAS sat upon a great hewn stone in the garden of 
 Fura. 
 
 Was it the little Horas, who once lay hidden in 
 a gourd-field of the south, whom Zim carried in his 
 arms ? 
 
 Now it is a woman grown, queenly maiden. They 
 had clothed her with a fine, embroidered robe, and 
 combed her glossy hair, binding its weight back 
 from her wide brow with fillets of gold. 
 
 If she had borne the grief of loneliness before, it 
 had been in the freedom of the virgin forest, or in the 
 responsive sympathy of one devoted companion. 
 Now she tasted the full bitterness of gilded cap- 
 tivity. 
 
 In the numerous throng about the throne of 
 Balkis the maiden knew herself more than ever 
 friendless and forsaken. 
 
 Horas sat upon a great hewn stone in the garden 
 of Fura.
 
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 One drew nigh ; he held in his hand an instrument 
 of ten strings. He said : 
 
 " Horas, art thou alien ? I, too, am alien I, too, 
 a stranger and sojourner." 
 
 Horas said : 
 
 " Hast thou then no home, no country, no 
 kindred ? " 
 
 Jubal said : 
 
 " Yea, all three, but far from Fura, Never- 
 theless, I shall one day return, for my God is mer- 
 ciful." 
 
 Horas said : 
 
 " There is no God. The earth and the heavens 
 are made for Kings and their Might. Does the Sun 
 hear the groaning of the bondmen ? Does the Moon 
 listen to the cry of the oppressed ? Who dare 
 promise there is a ' New Life,' even for such patient 
 souls as my one mother ? " 
 
 Jubal said : 
 
 " There is one Lord, Maker of heaven and earth- 
 Maker of thee, O most beautiful Horas." 
 
 The maiden gazed at him. 
 
 Jubal played upon the instrument of ten strings, 
 and sang softly a song a song of the great poet of 
 his land the burden oft recurring : " Praise thou the 
 Lord ; " the promise : " Who saveth thy life from 
 destruction." 
 
 Softly the maid drew towards the musician.
 
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 The sinking sun dropped into the river far below 
 them. The sky became warm red, gold, grey. 
 
 The song ended. The sheltering mantle of 
 summer darkness fell around them. 
 
 The ineffable solace of purest sympathy enfolded 
 them. 
 
 Hand to hand, heart to heart, soul to soul, under 
 the shadow of the One Almighty. 
 
 Horas, the self-sold slave. 
 
 Jubal, the willing fugitive. 
 
 VII. 
 
 THROUGH the sweet summer, day after day, the two 
 exiles sought one another. 
 
 Jubal told Horas of his far-off land, and his telling 
 seemed to her sweeter than the swallow's song. 
 
 He told her of a great king whose wisdom and 
 wealth dominated the world ; of valiant men, of fair 
 maids, of sweet singers, and of the one great God, by 
 whose blessing all power and glory and happiness was 
 secured. 
 
 Horas told Jubal of the gourd-fields, and the 
 South Sea roses, and the shell ; last of all of the 
 precious crystal. 
 
 One day she showed it to him. He said : 
 
 " They search day by day in the earth here for less 
 than this. Canst thou see aught in it, Horas ? "
 
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 And Horas, gazing steadfastly, longing with fervent 
 soul to perceive something familiar in her lover's eyes, 
 said: 
 
 " I see chariots of gold, and therein young men 
 with flowing, gold-powdered locks ; and one, most 
 radiant of them all, in the midst, whose face is calm 
 with power." 
 
 Jubal said : 
 
 " It is the Lord's anointed." 
 
 .*"*-._#.'# 
 
 Now there were some who went before the Queen 
 Balk is, and said : 
 
 " Will the Queen listen ? Behold, there are two, 
 the musician Jubal, and Horas the slave, and they are 
 ever whispering together." 
 
 So Balkis sent for Jubal, and said : 
 
 " Jubal, what do'st thou here at Fura ? " 
 
 Jubal said : 
 
 " Would to God, O Queen, I might depart ! Lo, 
 the ships of Hiram, my master, yet tarry at the sea- 
 shore." 
 
 Balkis said : 
 
 " Thou hast my leave to go, Jubal." Yet she 
 smiled, for she knew he would not take his leave. 
 
 He said : 
 
 " O Queen, I thank thec ! yet, Queen, I would 
 fain take a gift from thee to my own land. May 1 
 have leave to ask, O Queen ? "
 
 A STAR-MESSAGE. 21 
 
 Balk is said : 
 
 " What wilt thou, Jubal ? " 
 
 He said : 
 
 " The maiden Horas to be my wife." 
 
 Balkis laughed. She said : 
 
 " Not so, I should indeed appear witless. Nay. 
 thou shalt remain at Fura yet a space, and tell me 
 further of thy king, and of his wisdom." 
 
 Jubal said : 
 
 " Wilt thou indeed listen, O Queen ? Behold, Horas 
 has a star-stone, in the which she can see much that 
 is both marvellous and true ; ask her of my king." 
 
 Then Horas was brought into the great stone hall 
 by the Queen's command, and stood before the golden 
 throne of Balkis. 
 
 Balkis said : 
 
 " Listen, slave. The Queen of Heaven deigns 
 sometimes to send to mortals a star-message ; I am 
 told thou hast received such is this true ? Speak, 
 as the gods give thee grace." 
 
 Horas lifted her eyes and sought the eager eyes 
 of her lover, then drew from her bosom the precious 
 crystal given her so long ago, and proffered it to the 
 Queen. 
 
 Balkis said : 
 
 " Nay, it is not for me ; look thou, and tell the 
 message." 
 
 Horas moved a little and sought, unabashed by
 
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 fear or shame, the hand of her lover, before she beut 
 her earnest gaze upon the stone. And as she gazed, 
 softly the great stone hall filled with people. And as 
 she gazed, the warm still sunlight, through a far door- 
 way, fell upon the white stone, and whiter wood ; the 
 golden throne ; the bending form of the gazing 
 maid. 
 
 And as she gazed, the perfume of a thousand 
 spices burdened the air, so still so still. 
 
 Then the gazing maid, the alien slave maid, lifted 
 her voice and sang : 
 
 " I see a great throne of ivory and gold and precious 
 stones, and thereon the Lord's anointed. There is 
 none so great, for his God hath exalted him ; there is 
 none so wise, for the Almighty has gifted him with 
 wisdom beyond all mortals. All the kings of the earth 
 delight to honour him. All his joy is in the Lord, 
 his God." 
 
 She ceased, and again there was a great quiet, and 
 the sunlight faded and faded. 
 
 The Queen spoke. She said : 
 
 " It is enough. I may not doubt this star-message. 
 Horas, Jubal, ye are free. Take the maid to thy 
 wife, Jubal no slave, but free and return to thine 
 own country to thine own great king, to thy greater 
 God. And thou, Horas, draw nigh." 
 
 So Horas drew nigh and knelt before the feet of 
 the Queen,
 
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 Balkis said : 
 
 " Because thou hast received and guarded this star- 
 message, thou art blessed of our gods. Twice blessed . 
 for doubtless the great God of thy husband shall bless 
 thee. The heart is purified by love or suffering. 
 Verily thou art found worthy. Go in peace." 
 
 Then Balkis rose up and taking the hand of Horas 
 lifted her up, and set a kiss upon her brow, and put 
 her willing hand into the hand of Jubal her lover : 
 and they two went out into the summer darkness 
 together. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 THE hot sun smote upon the many Avails and round 
 towers of Fura when Jubal and Horas quitted its 
 precincts. 
 
 Their way lay down the eastern slope of the 
 mountain to where the ships were loading at the 
 sea-coast loading with wood and gold and spice : 
 bound for the long journey northwards. 
 
 The lovers went not empty-handed. Balkis had 
 sent forward for them great boxes of sweet wood filled 
 with rich raiment, gold and precious stones. 
 
 Horas wore upon her neck a finely-wrought chain 
 of gold, wherein were cunningly fixed both green and 
 amber gems, and from the centre hung the matchless 
 clear crystal the Star-Message.
 
 24 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS or AFRICA. 
 
 Ah but the maid had found that which is yet 
 more precious. 
 
 Neither the gold of Ophir, nor sapphires, nor 
 crystal, nor pearls, nor rubies can equal it. Neither 
 the topaz of Ethiopia.
 
 CHRISTUS. 
 
 Founded on some incidents during the Portuguese crusades against 
 the Mahomedans of South Africa, and on some Hottentot 
 legends. 
 
 THREE hundred years ago three ships sailed away 
 from a Christian port with a cross at the helm. 
 
 He who commanded was a Christian knight, eager 
 for the triumph of his God-power Christus ; eager to 
 subdue a foreign God-power Allah. 
 
 The land he sought Avas an unknown land to him, 
 and an alien land to the worshippers of Allah. 
 
 With fervent zeal and loyal heart he called daily 
 upon his God : 
 
 " Christus ! Christus ! " 
 
 Yet it served his God that he lost his life and 
 failed in his endeavour. 
 
 Years after, three ships sailed again southward 
 from peninsula to peninsula; and after that, again 
 once more three ships from peninsula to peninsula 
 this time northwards, back from the land of Tikquoa* 
 and Allah, back to the land of Christus. 
 
 * * * * * 
 
 Far, far away, at a point where the waters of two 
 
 * God of the Hottentots. 
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 26 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 southern seas are united, there is a bay of exceeding 
 beauty. Its opening is to the south. Its western 
 shore is a peninsula, whose lofty mountain heights are 
 covered with blooming trees and flowers all the year. 
 Whose plains are for ever fair with verdure and soft 
 shadows. A land best beloved of all gods. Three 
 lovers have wooed her for centuries with passionate, 
 everlasting idolatry. The sun, the south wind, the 
 sea Enriched, environed by such love, this land owns 
 :i radiant perfection, unrivalled as it is unfamed. If 
 at times some jealous conflicts mar the harmony of 
 the wooing, yet is this mistress not dismayed, for she 
 is Nature's own child, and but loves the sun the better 
 that he is sometimes sullen, sometimes fierce ; or the 
 wind, or the sea, that after days and nights of tempes- 
 tuous combat each comes sobbing up about her feet 
 with wistful supplication. 
 
 In the long ago days, when this land was peopled 
 by her native children Korannas and Bosjesmans* 
 there lived in a luxuriant valley a tribe whose heredi- 
 t ary chief was young and ambitious. He had taken 
 for his wife a beautiful maiden from an alien nation 
 who owned Allah for their God. The beautiful maid 
 Seleyda came to Guluwe, the Khu Khoi,t young and 
 richly dowered ; and, above all, she lavished on him 
 the entire and only love of a passionate heart of a 
 passionate race. 
 
 * Hottentots and Bushmen. f Chief of Chiefs.
 
 CHRIST us. 27 
 
 She had prayed day and night to Allah to send 
 her a true love. What is the power of a God ? 
 
 After the space of a few inoons her husband 
 wearied of her because there was no " little son." 
 
 Guluwe wearied of Seleyda, and the women of his 
 tribe were aware, and scoffed at her because there was 
 no " little son." 
 
 Days and nights Seleyda wept bitter tears, and 
 called upon her God-power with all the might of her 
 injured womanhood. 
 
 " Allah ! Allah ! That I may have a little son. 
 AUah ! Allah ! " 
 
 One day at sunrise she arose and washed away her 
 tears, clad herself in the richest of her jewelled robes, 
 and sought her husband. 
 
 Guluwe sat at the door of his house under the 
 cool shade of the pine-trees. Seleyda left her people 
 a little space, and approaching, knelt before her lord, 
 erstwhile her lover. She said : 
 
 " Heaven-born ! O my Heart's Heart ! Listen a 
 little to Seleyda. I know how small how poor a 
 thing I am in thine eyes, yet have pity; see, I am 
 scoffed at by the women of thy tribe. Remember, I 
 pray thee, I am not their sister, but an alien. Shall 
 the rose expand except the sun shine upon her / 
 But the lily dies not in the shade. Suffer me to 
 depart hence a little. Bethink thee of the long grassy 
 pastures by the sea. The Korannas love not the sea,
 
 28 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 but I love it. Suffer ine to depart hence I and my 
 people, and the people and the flocks thou shalt give 
 me to guard for thee. There will I build me houses 
 and watch over thy flocks ; and there, O my lord, my 
 beloved, perhaps wilt thou sometimes repair to lighten 
 the solitude of Seleyda." 
 
 Guluwe was not ungentle ; he drew his love-lorn 
 wife towards him, pressed his lips upon her jewelled 
 brow, and said : 
 
 " Even so, my Seleyda ; do as thou wilt and fear 
 not. Am I not Khu Khoi ? " 
 
 So Seleyda builded houses and established herself 
 and all her people, and the servants and slaves of her 
 husband, on the grassy pastures that slope from the 
 mountains to the south, with the sea to the east and 
 the sea to the west. And the flocks and herds of 
 Guluwe, her husband, fed upon the sun-warmed 
 mountain sides. 
 
 Guluwe came to see Seleyda, his wife, at first from 
 moon to moon ; but after a while the intervals became 
 longer and longer, and the visits shorter and 
 shorter. 
 
 When the crescent moon arose in the night-sky, 
 Seleyda sent all her people who were Korannas 
 up the valley to keep the vigil of the crescent with 
 the rest of the tribe. 
 
 Once when they were gone a great joy came to 
 her. A little child lav in her bosom. Her first
 
 CHRISTUS. 29 
 
 thought was : " Ah, my husband will love me now 
 when he sees this little daughter." Then a great fear 
 came upon her. What if he should love only th< i 
 little daughter, and take her away to himself I 
 So Seleyda vowed to herself that she would keep 
 her knowledge and her treasure, and the babe was 
 reared in secret in her mother's house. Only when 
 all were at rest Seleyda took her little one forth into 
 the sweet night air. Yet the maid grew more beauti- 
 ful in the moonlight than ever another in the 
 sunlight. 
 
 When, after this, Guluwe came to visit his wife, 
 unconsciously he missed in her soft eyes the pleading, 
 hopeless look of unrequited love. 
 
 The little maid grew to be strong and tall. Her 
 mother had chosen two Koranna maids to be her 
 companions. If Daimtis and Demazana were lovely, 
 it was as the stars are to the moon. As for Rajiis, 
 the luminous depth of the still, tropical night was in 
 her eyes ; the darkness of its shadows in her luxuriant 
 hair ; the clear warm pallor of the moonflowers in her 
 brow and throat. Perhaps the prayers to Allah won 
 her these. 
 
 Perhaps the unuttered desire of her father's heart, 
 when he kept the vigil of the crescent moon, won from 
 Tikquoa the perfect beauty of her supple limbs and 
 untutored grace. 
 
 To Daiiniis and Demazana, Seleyda gave gown
 
 3O LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 and . kaross* of finest lambswool, with chains of 
 sparkling beads for ankles, arms, and throat ; but 
 her daughter she clad with the rich embroidered 
 stuff of her own far land, binding the long, ne tresses 
 of the maid with her own bridal gems, changeable as 
 the sea, glistening as the early dew. 
 
 Half-way up the mountain is a clear, still pool. 
 One moonlit night the maids stood among the green 
 and pink anemones at its edge, gazing in to 
 measure each her beauty and her destiny. Daimtis 
 said : 
 
 <: For my love, he must be strong and grand and 
 powerful" 
 
 Demazana said : 
 
 " My love must love me best of all." 
 
 Then to Raj us they said : 
 
 " What wilt thou, Most Beautiful ? " 
 
 Looking into the clear, still pool, seeing therein her 
 own deep eyes and deeper heart, Raj us said : 
 
 " When I find my love, I shall know and love him 
 always, always, always ! " 
 
 She spoke the passion of her race to love at sight, 
 and for ever. 
 
 Often they wandered along the sands. The jubi- 
 lant surf sparkles and laughs to the calm ripple of 
 the tranquil bay quiet, limitless in the starlight, 
 treacherous in its exceeding beauty, treacherous in its 
 
 * Mantle.
 
 CHRIST us. 31 
 
 love-laden song the song of a passion-tossed, change- 
 ful heart. 
 
 Where the curve of the bay inclines to the north 
 is a narrow cove, deep, deep-piled with sand, white, glis- 
 tening sand wave upon wave, hill upon hill silent, 
 sunlit in the calm, still days ; towering, swirling, blind- 
 ing, inexorable in the fury of the hot south-east 
 wind. 
 
 Raj us loved this cove. 
 
 At noon, betwixt the glaring sun and hotter-baked 
 white sand, the air was furnace-heated ; but at night 
 a fresh, sweet breeze comes up from the bay, soft as 
 the voice of love. 
 
 One night, prone upon a sand-hill, Rajlis turned 
 from the star-lit sea and said : 
 
 " I shall find him here my Beloved." 
 
 Daimlis and Demazana wound their soft arms 
 about her. Daimtis said : 
 
 "Shall we pray that our sweet sister have her 
 heart's desire ? See the stars the souls of our dead 
 fathers look down on us to-night. Shall we pray ? " 
 
 Demazana said : 
 
 " Rajlis, shall we sing ? See, I have my kamkee ! * 
 Shall we sing to Tikquoa ? " 
 
 Then the maids sang their moon-hymns. Rajlis 
 had a large donax-shell in her hand ; she tossed the 
 sands idly about with it. She said : 
 
 * A musical instrument, somewhat like a mandolin.
 
 32 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 " I will make a deep, deep grave from east to west, 
 and see what the ocean will bury there for me." 
 
 After this came days and nights of wind storm, 
 and the maids tarried within the house of Seleyda. 
 Then came the crescent moon, and all the Korannas 
 went up the valley to keep the vigil. 
 
 Up among the sand hills Daimiis and Dema/ana 
 sang again their moon-hymns, and Rajtis idly tossed 
 the sands with her donax-shell. 
 
 All at once the shell struck something hard. The 
 maid sprang up and called aloud : 
 
 " Look, look, Daimtis look, Demazana ; I have 
 found my love ! " 
 
 She held up in the moonlight a small, gold-set, 
 crystal-sheltered picture of a man. 
 
 The two maids stopped their hymns to look at the 
 treasure, but most they looked at Rajtis Rajtis trans- 
 figured, her breast heaving, her eyes burning, her lips 
 apart. 
 
 To one another they said : 
 
 " She cannot wait like us she loves him first." 
 
 Rajtis hid the picture in her bosom, and from then 
 her deep eyes took on a fervid glow. At daybreak, 
 her mother meeting her, as was her wont, said : 
 
 " What is it, my daughter my Heart's Joy ? " 
 
 Raj Us said : 
 
 " I have found my love." 
 
 Seleyda looked at the picture and said :
 
 CHKISTUS. 33 
 
 " Child, it is some long-dead Christian." 
 
 Rajlis said : 
 
 " What is a Christian ? " 
 
 Seleyda said : 
 
 " They come hither from the North. They know 
 not Allah, but worship their God of the Cross, and 
 they care for neither joy, nor pain, so they serve Him." 
 
 Rajiis said : 
 
 " I will have no god but thee, O my Beloved ! " 
 And she pressed the picture to her throbbing heart. 
 ;':#,'* 
 
 It is the hottest month. The sun is fierce, yet 
 sullen. A lurid light is over the sea. The south-east 
 wind sweeps with resistless fury up the bay up, up 
 among the sand hills, raising pillars of white shining 
 grit, then dashing them back back to the greedy 
 ocean. A man, amid the storm-waves of sand and sea, 
 cries out above the tempest : 
 
 " Christus ! Christus ! " 
 
 He battles with destiny. His feet sink in white 
 shifting depths of sand. His face is bruised with hot 
 furious blasts of grit and foam. He plunges forward. 
 He stretches out beseeching arms. He staggers 
 falls succumbs. The sand waves bear him hither 
 and yon, up and up, handling with some mercy the 
 poor, helpless body, which strives no longer ; leaving 
 him at last at rest upon a cast-up heap, beneath the 
 black shadow of the mountain. With quick reaction
 
 34 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 of expended energy the wind is lulled. The man 
 moves a little, and moans. 
 
 " I, being old and longing to die, shall live, shall 
 live. Christus, Chris tus ! is my life work yet undone ? " 
 
 The man lifts himself wearily ; an old man. The 
 burning sun beats down upon his grey head. He 
 shades his sun-dazed eyes and looks out to sea the 
 great blue sun-warmed, white-capped sea But the 
 white sails that the old man tries to discern on its 
 bosom are not there. 
 
 Shipwrecked, abandoned abandoned on the 
 glistening, shifting, whispering sands. 
 
 The old man thrusts his hand eagerly within his 
 mantle. Ah ! it is safe. 
 
 He draws forth a cross, a silver cross. He presses 
 it devotedly to his parched lips 
 
 " Christus ! Christus ! " 
 
 He falls back upon the sand again. Will Christus 
 save him ? 
 
 The sun sinks suddenly behind the mountain. 
 Soft, cool airs waft upward, and fan tenderly the pros- 
 trate figure. The still, comforting darkness falls, and 
 the stars look down from Heaven. Borne up with 
 the night airs is a sweet sound ; not the rippling surf, 
 not the whispering sands, but soft, clear girl voices, 
 and Demazana playing upon her kamkee. 
 
 ##*'*# 
 
 In the eastern face of the mountain is the narrow
 
 CHRIST us. 35 
 
 mouth of a cave. Millions of years the flow of the 
 sandy tide has washed into it, and ebbing, left behind 
 innumerable ridges of shells. Millions of years the 
 south-east winds have driven sand against sand, shells 
 against shells, till the cave's mouth is a secret, This 
 is the secret the three maids gave to Frei Joao ; and 
 the secret he gave to them was the story of his 
 Christus. 
 
 Daimlis and Demazana listened wistfully to the old 
 man, but Rajiis Rajiis kissed her picture and said : 
 
 " I will have no god but thee, my Beloved." 
 
 " Child, child," Frei Joao said, " he is dead, dead. 
 Christ have mercy on his soul, for he hath the. face of 
 the Affonsos of my country, and of my faith." 
 
 The warm nights passed, and the cool nights came. 
 The rnaids were glad to wrap themselves each in her 
 kaross. Then came the warm nights again. The 
 mountain sides were scarlet with the heath's bloom, 
 and the pine trees were all new- tipped with young 
 green. 
 
 Once at daybreak, the maids tarried over long on 
 the sand hills, listening to Frei Joao's tale of the Babe 
 at Bethlehem, watching to see the new-born sun rays 
 reach out upon the purple bay. So it chanced that 
 Rajiis ran to her mother's house, and into her mother's 
 arms, flushed, panting. 
 
 " Ma-ma. Ma-ma ! " 
 
 Ah, poor mother, the realisation of her long-sought
 
 36 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 joy was but the trail of the serpent in her earthly para- 
 dise. She held the girl close. She found no power 
 to speak or lift her down-bent eyes. They stood to- 
 gether, Seleyda and her daughter, before Guluwe, and 
 Guluwe said : 
 
 " Who is this maid, Seleyda ? " and when she 
 answered not 
 
 " Who art thou, child ? " 
 
 Then Rajiis, with the fine courage of her race, 
 said: 
 
 " I am the daughter of Guluwe, the great Khu 
 Khoi, and the Princess Seleyda is my beloved 
 mother." 
 
 Guluwe said : 
 
 " iny wife Seleyda, verily thou hast done wisely 
 to guard so jealously our daughter ; and the maid is 
 worthy of her parentage." 
 
 The words were gentle, but like the cruel point of 
 an assegai they pierced the heart of the mother. 
 
 When the Khu Khoi had departed, Seleyda 
 crouched upon the ground and wept. Rajiis with 
 tender little hands caressed her mother and 
 cooed 
 
 " Why grievest thou, Ma ma, my mother ? Lo, my 
 father is pleased with us." 
 
 Seleyda said : 
 
 " Hush thee, O Heart of my Heart ; the Khu Khoi 
 will take thee from me, sweet Light of my Life. The
 
 CHRIS TVS. 37 
 
 (laughter of the Khu Khoi is already the promised 
 bride of the powerful Bosjesmans." 
 
 Rajiis sat upright, her close folded lips made a 
 straight red line. She said : 
 
 " I will have none other lover, and no husband, 
 save my one own Beloved." 
 
 * -x- * * * 
 
 Rajiis, the night-nurtured Rajtis, she who scarce 
 knew the sunlight, stood now beneath its pitiless glare 
 with Seleyda. 
 
 Beautiful mother, beautiful daughter, hand in 
 hand upon the low smooth slopes above the moaning 
 surf. 
 
 Rajiis shades her eyes to gaze. 
 
 " What is yonder moving down the mountain pass, 
 mother ? " 
 
 "It is the Khu Khoi with his chiefs, and the 
 Bosjesmans with his braves." 
 
 " Do they come hither to take us, mother ? " 
 
 " Allah protect us, Heart of my Heart ! " 
 
 " What is yonder white, out upon the bay, 
 mother ? " 
 
 " The ships of the Christians from the North." 
 
 " Why come they hither, mother ? " 
 
 " Allah save us, sweet Light of my Life. What- 
 soever they seek they will perish to secure." 
 
 " What means the moaning sea, the angry light, 
 mother ? "
 
 38 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 " Allah forgive us, Child of my Soul, these are the 
 signs of tempest shipwreck death." 
 
 ***!*"* 
 
 A great storm. A rushing mighty wind. A cloud- 
 swept sky. The fury and the passion of wind and sand, 
 love and hate, gods and mortals. They met and 
 strove in the sand hills, and some triumphed, some 
 were vanquished that night. The sea broke thunder- 
 ingly upon the shore, rolling up and up, ploughing, 
 dashing, dragging the sand. The Avind thick, 
 heavy-laden with glistening, stinging grit, swept up 
 and up the cove, howling, shrieking in its frenzy. Yet 
 above all are the shouts of the men, who. call upon 
 their gods. 
 
 " Tikquoa ! Tikquoa ! " 
 
 "Allah! Allah!" 
 
 " Christus ! Christus ! Christus ! " 
 
 * * * * * 
 
 JJaimiis and Dernazana crouch weeping in Frei 
 Joao's cave, but Rajiis ah Rajtis the night has no 
 terror for her. Her heart is throbbing with jubilant 
 exultation. She has found her love, and he loves 
 her. She knows it. The low tremble of his voice, 
 his breath upon her cheek, his arm about her waist 
 ah, she knows it. What should she care for worlds of 
 sand, of wind, of men ; eternity of pain ; shrieks of 
 blind death ? Above the tumult is her shout of 
 victory :
 
 CHRISTUS. 39 
 
 " I will have no god but thee, my Beloved. 
 Christus ! Christus ! Christus ! " 
 
 * * * * * 
 
 The southern Christmas sun climbs the mountain 
 and looks down upon the white, cruel solitude of the 
 sand hills. 
 
 Like wreaths of seaweed are the dead bodies of 
 Korannas and Bosjesmans ; their arrows were of small 
 avail in the darkness against the swords of the Chris- 
 tians. Apart and alone lie two, locked in a close, last 
 farewell. One is Guluwe, the great Khu Khoi ; the 
 other Seleyda, his once neglected wife. If in life she 
 had lost her heart's desire, in death he was all her 
 own, reclaimed past peradventure. Her long, heavy 
 hair, that once he had so loved to kiss, covered his 
 face and hers. Day and night, from moon to moon, 
 she had prayed. Did her God hear ? Allah ! Allah ! 
 
 Christmas Christmas at sunrise. Three ships 
 sail out of the purple bay. The foremost carries away 
 some whom she had never brought 
 
 There are two brown-eyed maids singing moon 
 hymns, and Demazana has her kamkee. 
 
 There is an old man content to die, because his 
 eyes have seen the glory of his mortal lord Atfbnso. 
 and of his immortal God Christus. 
 
 There is the triumphant commander, the Christian 
 knight, who, with.rapturous soul, sings " Gloria ! ' and 
 gathers to his heart his bride.
 
 4O LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 And there is Rajiis Rajiis, more beautiful than 
 day or night. 
 
 Rajiis, whose power to love claimed of all else 
 surrender. 
 
 Rajiis, who sings : 
 
 " Thy God shall he my God, () my Beloved ! 
 Christus ! Christus ! Christus ! "
 
 UTIKA. 
 
 An imaginary romance suggesting the origin and finding of the first 
 great yellow diamond in South Africa. Before the advent of 
 Europeans the journey from all the wide district north of the 
 Orange 'River to the foot of Table Mountain was frequently madt; 
 hv native chiefs. 
 
 I. 
 
 ONCE a girl and a boy played together in a beauti- 
 ful, far-away land, whose shores are washed by warm 
 southern seas. 
 
 The sky is sweet pure blue, and the sea is blue, 
 only darker. 
 
 The wind is so soft, it is like a kiss on the girl's 
 soft cheek. 
 
 The girl is beautiful more beautiful than thv 
 stars. 
 
 The boy is beautiful also, because he is straight as 
 a young pine and strong. 
 
 The boy knows his strength, and is proud of it : 
 and the girl knows she is beautiful. 
 
 The boy's name is Quite ve.* 
 
 The girl's name is Alured. 
 
 Quit^ve loves Alured with all the passion of his 
 youth and strength. 
 
 * A Kaffir chief. He was worshipped by his followers as a god. 
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 42 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 Alured loves all that is beautiful ; she loves herself 
 most of all with the selfishness of youth. 
 
 Together these two roam unfettered in their 
 beautiful land. 
 
 QuiteVe gathers flowers for Alured ixias and 
 fresias and she puts them in her hair and in her 
 dress, and laughs for joy of them. Then he gathers 
 shells for her green sea urchins and pink heliotis 
 and strings them, and Alured winds them around her 
 slender throat and about her round arms and her 
 slim waist, and laughs again. 
 
 Quite" ve gazes at the girl with love-lit eyes and 
 says softly to her : 
 
 "How beautiful! how beautiful you are! Will 
 you love me now, Alured ? " 
 
 But she runs away along the sands, still laughing, 
 and then stops a little to watch the blue-green 
 waves creep up to kiss the low shell-strewn 
 rocks. 
 
 As the day wanes they stand hand in hand to 
 watch the setting sun. Oh, the beauty of that sky, 
 dyed deep, deep orange at the horizon, rolling up 
 and up in creases and folds of gold and paler and 
 paler yellow ; and below the shining gold dancing out 
 and out upon the blue ocean's sheen ! Alured gazes 
 and gazes till her soul is overwrought with passionate 
 desire for the beauty of it. She reaches out her arms 
 and cries :
 
 UTIKA. 43 
 
 " Oh, it is beautiful ! it is heavenly, it is Utika ! * 
 
 Quite" ve, give it me: give it me ! I want it so ! " 
 
 Quite ve falls upon his knees. " How can I give it 
 you, Alured ? " The girl says : 
 
 " I know not. You tell me you love me ; if you 
 love me, give me the beautiful Utika." 
 
 Quiteve looks up at her, his head thrown back, a 
 hot flush on his brow, his great dark eyes kindling. 
 
 " If I give it you, Alured, will you love me ? " 
 
 He speaks low, his breath comes quickly. 
 
 Alured does not look at him, but only at the 
 beautiful western sky; her arms drop to her sides. 
 " Yes," she says, and still stands looking westward. 
 
 Quiteve springs to his feet : 
 
 " Good-bye, uiy beloved ; I will come to you again. 
 
 1 will bring you Utika. Give me one kiss, my 
 beloved." 
 
 But Alured moves not. Quiteve lifts one of the 
 down-hanging hands still holding the blooms he 
 gathered for her erstwhile. 
 
 He takes the blue-green ixias from it and kisses it 
 only once, then with the ixias tight-grasped he speeds 
 away over the sand. 
 
 The orange and golden creases draw closer and 
 closer. The line at the horizon where the sun has set 
 
 * Meaning beautiful, as applied by the old Hottentots of Cape 
 Colony to "The Greatest, "" The God," "the Creator of the Uni- 
 verse."
 
 44 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 is fiery red, and across in the east there is a warm. 
 rosy glow ; but even as Alured gazes the red and 
 yellow lights fade, are gone ; the sky is cold dull grey, 
 and the sea is dull grey too. Alured turns shivering. 
 
 " QuiteVe, take me home." 
 
 But Quit6ve is gone. Alured weeps : she loves 
 not to be alone. Sobbing, she says : 
 
 " Quiteve will return and bring ine the Utika/' 
 
 Then she walks slowly across the sands away to 
 her father's house behind the mimosa and the silver 
 protea * trees. 
 
 The sea moans faintly, and creeping up the 
 sands washes away the footprints of Alured and her 
 lover. 
 
 n. 
 
 Now, Quiteve, the young chief, lived in the King's 
 house, and served the King whenever he had need. 
 
 So now Quiteve ran till he came to the King's 
 house, and into the presence of the King, and threw 
 himself down before the King. 
 
 And the King said : 
 
 " What is it, Quiteve ? " 
 
 And QuiteVe said : 
 
 " May thy servant speak, O King ? " 
 
 And the King said : 
 
 " Speak on, Quiteve." 
 
 * Indigenous only at the foot of the Table Mountain.
 
 UTIKA. 45 
 
 Quite ve said : 
 
 " I beseech thee hear thy servant, O King. I love 
 a maid, oh ! beyond the love my tongue can tell, but 
 unless I can prove to her my great love it is not 
 gracious in her eyes. There is a thing the maiden 
 much desires suffer me to go and seek this thing, () 
 my King, suffer me to go ! " 
 
 And Quiteve clasped his hands, and his eyes were 
 full of eager prayer. 
 
 The King said : 
 
 li Where wouldst thou go, Quiteve ? " 
 
 Quiteve said : 
 
 "Away, away across the mountains, beyond the 
 Karroo. I am strong, O King: suffer me to go." 
 
 The King said : 
 
 " Foolish boy, thou wilt suffer cold and hunger 
 and thirst. If thou escape the lion, the python, and 
 the adder, thou wilt fall into the hands of other tribes 
 who love not me, nor my people, and thou wilt perish 
 miserably." 
 
 Quiteve said : 
 
 " I pray thee to suffer me to go, O King ; I am 
 strong and I fear nothing." 
 
 The King said : 
 
 " But the maid is a loveless maid, seeing she sends 
 thee on such a journey. Will nothing less content 
 her than thy life ? " 
 
 Quiteve said :
 
 46 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 " O King, I love not my life, but to win the love of 
 the maid. I pray thee suffer me to go, and I will 
 return again." 
 
 The King said : 
 
 " Go, Quiteve." 
 
 So Quiteve rose up and bowed himself before the 
 King, and departed out of the presence of the King. 
 
 Now, there was also in the King's house a man of 
 wisdom, full of years ; his hair was grey, his eyes 
 piercing, his back bent with age ; and he was also an 
 alien, as his forefathers had been aliens always : com- 
 ing from the North, and teaching and guiding with 
 their knowledge those who would learn of them. Now, 
 this man of wisdom in the King's house was called, 
 like his forefathers before him, Kintu* Kintu the 
 Blameless. To him came Quiteve and said : 
 
 " O Kintu, my father, lo, I go a long journey to 
 seek the red gold light of the setting sun ; tell me, 1 
 pray thee, how shall I seek, how shall I secure ? " 
 
 Kintu looked keenly at the boy, and said : 
 
 " Courage and strength and patience and know- 
 ledge. Courage to fight, strength to overcome, and 
 patience to endure, and so through suffering knowledge. 
 But wherefore wilt thou not rest content, O my son. 
 and remain here, where if not wise, thou may'st at least 
 be happy ? " 
 
 * "The Blameless Priest." A very old myth. He came from 
 the North, and taught gentleness and mercy.
 
 UTIKA. 47 
 
 Quiteve said : 
 
 " I am no longer happy, O Kintu, my father ; I 
 must go. I am strong, I fear nothing. Speed me and 
 guide me, O Kintu." 
 
 Kintu said: 
 
 " Away beyond these mountains is the Karroo ; 
 and away beyond the Karroo other mountains yet 
 more lofty, and a mighty river Gariep.* When thou 
 art come to the most narrow part of the river, where 
 the great rocks on either side arch over, stand alone 
 and watch for the setting sun ; and when the sky is 
 red, red as fire, then cry aloud upon Muriro,f and 
 Muriro will come. He is the Fire King, and thou 
 must even do his bidding and learn of him. I can 
 guide thee no further. Yet, my son, consider thou 
 wilt encounter many savage beasts, venomous snakes, 
 cruel tribes. Thou wilt long for bread and find none. 
 Thou wilt pray for water and find it not. The great 
 burning sun of the Karroo will burn thee. The cold, 
 cold breath of the mountains will numb thee. Thy 
 body will languish. Thy heart will fail, and -then 
 BarimoJ will torment thee. At last, 'Reza,' who 
 watches for the weak, and kills them with his breath 
 
 * The old nam<* of the Orange River. 
 
 t Kaffir Fire King. 
 
 J Collective name for spirits of Bantu race. Mortals were greatly 
 in awe of them. 
 
 A Kaffir god of above who kills, of below who carries them away 
 to his dark regions after death.
 
 48 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 and drags them down, down Reza will claim 
 thee ! " 
 
 He stopped and gazed sternly at the boy with his 
 piercing eyes. But Quite ve quailed not. He said : 
 
 " I will go to Muriro. I will dare Reza. Cold nor 
 heat, nor want nor thirst, nor toil I heed not. Wild 
 beasts, nor men, nor spirits I fear not, so only I win 
 my desire." 
 
 Kintu said : 
 
 " Boy, thou hast a strong and noble heart. Go and 
 seek knowledge." 
 
 Then Quiteve sped away. 
 
 After many days and nights of peril and suffering 
 Quiteve came to the great river Gariep, and followed 
 it eastward, and so he came to the narrow pass. Many 
 sunsets he waited, till at last came one that was red, 
 red as fire. Then he summoned all the courage of his 
 heart and called aloud : 
 
 " Muriro ! Muriro ! " 
 
 And behold, Muriro leapt out of the midst of a 
 great rock and stood before him. 
 
 Now, Muriro was small of stature and ill-favoured. 
 His hair was red and coarse and knotted about his 
 face. His eyes were red, red like fire. 
 
 But Quiteve quailed not, but thought steadfastly 
 of that which he desired to learn of Muriro. 
 
 But Muriro laughed aloud when he saw Quiteve 
 and heard his desire. He cried, " Ha, ha ! ho, ho ! the
 
 UTIKA. 49 
 
 red gold light of the setting sun! Ngolu* stole it 
 once. Ngolu imprisoned it deep, deep down below the 
 earth ; his slaves watch it. You must bind yourself to 
 Ngolu and bargain with him, he alone can give it you. 
 He will make you labour all day, all day and every 
 day, and at last Reza will have you. Ha, ha ! the red 
 gold light ! " 
 
 Then Quite ve shuddered ; still his heart was true, 
 and in sorrow he had got patience to endure. He 
 said : 
 
 <: I will go to Ngolu." 
 
 Then Muriro told him how he should go, and 
 Quite ve turned him about and leaving the broad river 
 Gariep behind him, toiled northward over the great 
 Karroo. 
 
 Oh ! the hot, hot sand underfoot ! 
 
 Oh ! the hot, hot sun overhead ! 
 
 Courage, Quiteve ! 
 
 At last, after many, many sunsets Quiteve carne 
 by night to a certain Kopje in the midst of the Karroo, 
 and set him down to rest. Sleep came to him, and a 
 beautiful dream. He stood again upon the sands with 
 Alured. The blue-green waves ran up to cool his 
 bruised feet. Together they watched the sun go down, 
 and the red gold light. And Alured was more lovely 
 in his eyes even than of old, for she turned her eyes, 
 more beautiful than the stars, upon him, and laid her 
 
 * The Satan of Basutobmd. The Guardian of Gold.
 
 50 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 round soft arm about his neck, and pressed her sweet 
 lips rosy as the dawn upon his brow Ah! He 
 awakes, and lo, he is on the lonely Kopje in the great 
 Karroo. Someone speaks to him, and he knows it is 
 Ngolu. He said : 
 
 " Boy, what do you here ? " 
 
 Quiteve rises up. He feels his heart refreshed and 
 strong. He says : 
 
 " I have come to seek the red gold light of the 
 setting sun which you have imprisoned. I know you. 
 Ngolu." Now Ngolu was of a smiling, pleasant coun- 
 tenance, and had a smooth tongue. When he saw 
 Quiteve he desired to have him, for he had much need 
 in his kingdom of young men who were strong ; so he 
 smiled and spoke gently, and said : 
 
 " Then you wish to come with me to my kingdom, 
 and be my servant ? " 
 
 Quiteve said : 
 
 " For how long ? " 
 
 Ngolu still smiled and said : 
 
 " First seven years, then I will give you a little of 
 the imprisoned light ; and then other seven years or 
 will you be content to remain always ? " 
 
 Quiteve said : 
 
 " Seven years will I labour for you, then shall you 
 give rne the red gold light of the setting sun, and I 
 shall be free." 
 
 Ngolu laughed aloud, but he said low :
 
 UTIKA. 5 1 
 
 " After saven years Reza shall have him ! " 
 
 Quiteve said : 
 
 " Vow to me after seven years you will give me the 
 red gold light, and I shall be free." 
 
 So Ngolu vowed; and Quiteve bound himself to 
 Ngolu, and followed him into a hole that was in the 
 Kopje, whence they descended deep into the bowels of 
 the earth. 
 
 There Quiteve saw much treasure, and began the 
 heavy labour of a slave. 
 
 in. 
 
 ALURED lives in her father's house among the silver 
 protea and the mimosa trees. There are orchards of 
 orange, and loquat, and guava ; plantations of banana, 
 gardens shaded by palm trees and full of poinsettia 
 and moonflower blooms, gladiolus and amaryllis and 
 the sweet but modest cinnamomum, that hides itself all 
 the day and gives to the night its exquisite perfume. 
 
 Alured is beloved of her father. He gives her fine 
 rnuslins and rich embroideries, and slaves to do her 
 bidding. But Alured is no longer happy. Care has 
 come to her who was so careless. Often she leaves her 
 father's house and walks alone along the sands, watching 
 the waves, or later the red gold light of the setting 
 sun, and stretches out her arms and cries passionately : 
 
 " O the beautiful Utika ! Quiteve ! "
 
 52 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 Alas, Quiteve comes not. 
 
 One evening when the sun had gone down, and the 
 sea and the sky were dull grey, Alured throws herself 
 upon the sands and cries softly : 
 
 " O Quiteve, I love you ! Come to me, come back 
 to me ! " 
 
 The sea comes sobbing up about her feet " Come 
 back, come back ! " 
 
 Then old Kintu approaches from the King's house 
 and draws nigh to the girl for being a man of 
 wisdom, he knows why Quiteve sped away. He stands 
 beside the girl lying prone upon the sands and says : 
 
 " Alured, do not stay your tears. Weep for 
 Quiteve." 
 
 Alured springs up and says : 
 
 " Why should I weep for Quiteve ? I will not 
 weep." 
 
 Kintu says: 
 
 " Quiteve suffers much for Alured. He has given 
 himself in bondage, and labours as a slave to win for 
 her the red gold light of the setting sun. Ah ! what 
 love ! Weep for him, girl, and weep for yourself" 
 
 But Alured is angered, and covers her face with 
 her mantle, and turns away her steps towards her 
 father's house. 
 
 * -x- * * * 
 
 Now, one day it was told the King " Behold, 
 King, there is a maid who lives by the sea in her
 
 UTIKA. 53 
 
 father's house, and she is more beautiful than the 
 stars." 
 
 So the King commanded that she should appear 
 before him. 
 
 Therefore Alured, with her father and her slaves, 
 came before the King. And the King looking upon 
 her, perceived that she was marvellously beautiful. 
 
 He said : 
 
 " What is thy name, maiden ? " 
 She said : 
 
 " Alured.' 
 
 The King said to Alured's father : 
 
 " Leave the maid here she shall dwell in the 
 Queen's house that she may be taught many things." 
 
 Then Alured's father bowed himself before the 
 King, and said : 
 
 " I beseech thee, King, take not the maid from 
 her old father, suffer her to follow me again to our 
 poor home." 
 
 And Alured sprang forward to go with her father : 
 but the King said to those that stood near : 
 
 " Take the maiden to the Queen's house." 
 
 Then those that were about the King led her 
 away ; and her father returned to his house alone. 
 
 Now, as Alured was passing on to the Queen's 
 house, Kintu walked beside her, and he said : 
 
 " Take courage, Alured : get patience to endure, 
 and through suffering thou may'st attain knowledge."
 
 54 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 Thus the girl passed into the Queen's house, 
 where were many inaids who wrought daily for the 
 Queen, and tended her, and made sweet music upon 
 many instruments. But Alured was more beautiful 
 than any, and for this they loved her not. 
 
 All the days Alured wearied at her work, and all 
 the nights she wept. 
 
 Now, the Queen knew sorrow, and she pitied 
 Alured, but durst make- no sign. 
 
 One day it was told Alured : 
 
 " Behold, thy father is stricken ! " 
 
 Then Alured dried her tears and went to the 
 Queen. And the Queen smiled upon Alured and spake 
 softly, and said : 
 
 " What wouldst thou, beautiful Alured ? " 
 
 Alured said : 
 
 " O Queen, I pray thee ask the King that he suffer 
 me to return to my father, for my father aileth much, 
 and suffereth much, and I fear that he will die." 
 
 The Queen said : 
 
 " When it is evening and I take the King a cup of 
 maramba,* thou shalt deck me, and I will ask for 
 thee, Alured." And that same evening Alured was 
 suffered to return to her father's house. Kintu came 
 and led her thither. And as they went he said : 
 
 " Thy father will die, Alured ! " 
 
 * A strong spirit made often from the banana, taken just before 
 sleep at night. Always brought to the great chief by his wife.
 
 UTIKA. 55 
 
 The girl wept and cried : 
 
 " Oh, I will comfort him and tend him ! He shall 
 not die ! I have been wicked, loving only myself : but 
 surely I have been punished. He shall not die ! " 
 
 So Alured came again to her father's house, and 
 wept over her father, and kissed him and tended him 
 day and night. 
 
 One evening as the sun set and the red gold light 
 was in the western sky, the old man cried aloud : 
 
 " Alured ! " 
 
 And Alured came and kissed him, and he looked 
 upon her and said: 
 
 " Alured, how beautiful thou art ! " 
 
 Then the girl flung herself upon the ground and 
 cried out : 
 
 " Oh, no ! oh, no ! I would be wise, not beautiful." 
 
 But the old man heard her not, for he was dead. 
 
 Alured mourned and mourned for her father, and 
 said: 
 
 " Perhaps I have also killed Quiteve ! Oh, that I 
 too were dead ! " 
 
 One day she rose up and sent one of her people 
 that he should beg Kintu to come to her. 
 
 When he was come she said . 
 
 " O Kintu, my father, I have borne much and 
 suffered much sorrow. My heart is broken. I love 
 Quiteve. He is good and brave and true, yet have I 
 driven him away. To-morrow I shall set out to seek
 
 56 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 him. If he is bound, I will be bound. If he labours, 
 1 will labour beside him. If he suffers, I will suffer 
 with him." 
 
 Then Kintu turned away his face, for he would 
 not the girl should see his emotion. He said : 
 
 " Go, Alured." 
 
 So Alured ordered her house, and put away her 
 tine muslins and embroideries, and wrapped herself 
 in a dark, coarse mantle, and set forth. 
 
 Alured toiled through the forest and up the 
 mountain. The cruel stones wounded her tender 
 feet, and Alured sat upon a rough stone and wept. 
 
 " O my Quiteve, shall I ever find you ? I love 
 you now. O Quiteve, forgive me forgive me. 1 
 love you now I " 
 
 The night came, and the cold breath of the moun- 
 tain chilled the poor maid, but she murmured not. 
 She said : 
 
 " My Quiteve has suffered cold." 
 
 Then she came, after many sunsets, to the Karroo. 
 Oh, the burning hot sand beneath her little feet ! Oh, 
 the burning hot sun above her gentle head ! Yet 
 she murmured not. She said : 
 
 " My Quite" ve has suffered heat." 
 
 At last, after many sunsets, she came to the mighty 
 river Gariep, and she sat down upon its banks and 
 wept afresh, and cried : 
 
 " How shall I cross ? "
 
 U riff A. 57 
 
 Night came as Alured walked along the river bank, 
 seeking a narrow place where perchance she might 
 cross. As she walked came Nkissi,* spirit of her 
 father, and said : 
 
 " Comfort ye, my daughter ; do not seek to cross. 
 Abide awhile. They also serve who abide patiently." 
 
 So Alured was comforted, and strove for patience. 
 But every evening she went a little way and stood 
 upon a Kopje, and gazed upon the red gold light of 
 the setting sun, and lifted up her hands and cried : 
 
 " O Utika ! O my Quiteve I " 
 
 One evening as she stood thus, her whole heart 
 yearning, her beautiful eyes grown deep and patient 
 in suffering, her slender form grown yet more slender 
 with 'toil, her soft cheeks grown pale with want 
 suddenly suddenly her heart leapt up. 
 
 Away in the west glowed the red gold light of 
 the setting sun, making a red gold pathway below 
 on the Karroo, and there in the pathway, running 
 towards her, came Quiteve ! 
 
 " Oh, my love ! Quiteve, Quiteve ! " And Alured 
 sank down upon the Kopje ; for joy after long pain 
 is painful joy. 
 
 Then Quiteve drew near, and knew his dear love, 
 and took her in his arms and kissed her sweet wan 
 face, and said : 
 
 * Kaffirs arid Zulus believe that the spirits of their fathers appear 
 to warn or comfort them. 
 E 2
 
 5 8 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 " Alured, my beloved, I am here ; I will shelter 
 you for ever. O Alured, how beautiful you are ! 
 Look up, my beloved. I have brought you the red 
 gold light of the setting sun. Alured, will you love 
 me now ? " 
 
 And Alured flung her arms about his neck 
 and kissed his brow and his love-lit eyes, and 
 cried : 
 
 " O my beloved, 1 have loved you always ! Have 
 I found you at last ? " 
 
 Then they two sat together on the Kopje, and 
 Quite ve showed to Alured a large stone clear and 
 sparkling like water, full of red gold light. He 
 said: 
 
 " It is the gold light of the setting sun. Ngolu 
 imprisoned it deep in the bowels of the earth 1 
 have laboured long, and at last I have won it for you. 
 Take it, my Alured." 
 
 So Alured took it in her hand and said : 
 
 " Quite"ve, it is Love. It is our Utika. It shall be 
 sacred between us for ever." 
 
 Then these two kissed one another, and set forth 
 to return together to their own land. 
 
 * * * * * 
 
 Now, after many sunsets, Quitve and Alured 
 came to the mountains that were near to their own 
 land ; and as they passed through the cleft in the 
 mountain, and saw below the silver protea trees and
 
 UTIKA. 59 
 
 the mimosa trees, they wept for joy. So blessed 
 is the sight, after long sad exile, of one's own beloved 
 land again ! 
 
 At last came Alured to her own home, and Quiteve 
 with her ; and these two were at peace. 
 
 iv. 
 
 Now, at this time one told the King and said : 
 
 " Lo, O King, Alured the maid, who was once in 
 the Queen's house, and Quiteve are returned from 
 afar." 
 
 So the King commanded that they should appeal- 
 before him. 
 
 Therefore Alured and Quiteve came before the 
 King, and bowed themselves down before the King. 
 The King looked fixedly at them both, but he spoke 
 first to Quiteve, and said : 
 
 " Behold, thou art returned, Quiteve. Thou art 
 grown in years and in strength. Give account of 
 thyself. Hast thou brought for the loveless maid 
 that thing which she did so lightly desire of 
 thee ? " 
 
 Quiteve said : 
 
 " Yea, O King, I have brought the red gold light 
 of the setting sun." 
 
 The King said :
 
 60 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS or AFRICA. 
 
 " Where wentest thou ; how gottest thou the red 
 gold light of the setting sun ? Give account of 
 thyself." 
 
 Then Quiteve stood straight before the King and 
 said : 
 
 " O King, I journeyed beyond these mountains, 
 and across the Karroo to further mountains, where 1 
 found Muriro ; and having suffered much and attained 
 patience, I learned of Muriro, and proceeded on again 
 past the great river Gariep to the great Karroo. After 
 many sunsets I came to Ngolu, and to Ngolu I bound 
 myself, and went with him into the bowels of the earth 
 and laboured seven years. Always Ngolu thought 
 Reza would claim me ; but my heart was steadfast, for 
 I had got patience, and I thought ever of Alured. At 
 last, when Ngolu could detain me no longer, because 
 of the vow that he had vowed to me, he suffered me 
 to depart, and I brought with me the red gold light of 
 the setting sun, which Ngolu had imprisoned, to give 
 to my Alured. Behold, King, the red gold light of 
 the setting sun ! " 
 
 And Quite" ve turned to Alured, who took from her 
 bosom the clear sparkling stone, the imprisoned light, 
 and gave it to Quiteve, who put it before the 
 King. 
 
 And the King gazed upon it. Then the King 
 lifted his eyes and gazed upon Alured and marked her 
 gentle grace, and the King said :
 
 UTIKA. 6 1 
 
 " Stand forth, Alured." 
 
 And Alured stood forth from among her slaves, 
 more beautiful than the stars. She had clothed 
 herself again with fine muslins, and had bound herself 
 with chains of pearls that were in her father's house, 
 and had wound other chains of pearls about her throat 
 and arms and ankles, and a silken girdle about her 
 waist, that she might be well adorned to come before 
 the King. 
 
 The King said : 
 
 " Tell me, Alured, art thou that loveless maid '. 
 Why did'st thou desire this thing so lightly of thy 
 lover ? " 
 
 Alured made answer and said : 
 
 " O King, I pray thee have patience with me. 1 
 was a foolish maid, loving myself most, I looked at 
 the red gold light of the setting sun, and longed for it 
 because it was so beautiful : and I asked my lover, of 
 his love for me, to give me my heart's desire. But 
 when he was gone from me I knew that I loved him 
 most, and I knew that in my foolish ignorance I gave 
 pain to him I loved. At last, after much sorrow and 
 tears, my proud heart was chastened. One who is 
 wise taught me. Little by little I conquered my proud 
 heart and strove for patience. At last I said, ' I will 
 arise and seek my beloved ; if he is bound, I will be 
 bound ; if he labours, I will labour beside him ; if he 
 suffers, I will suffer with him.' So after many sunsets
 
 62 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 I came to the great river Gariep, and there came my 
 Quiteve to me again, and gave to me the treasure 1 
 had asked of him. 
 
 " And I, all unworthy that T am, gave to him my 
 love, which was his heart's desire all these long years. 
 Wherefore, King, because the red gold light of the 
 setting sun is beyond words beautiful, I call it 
 ITtika. And because the faithful love of a true 
 heart is more beautiful than beauty it is verily 
 Utika 1 " 
 
 Then Alured clasped her two hands, and lifted her 
 sweet face to her beloved and said : 
 
 " By courage and strength and patience and know- 
 ledge, O King, we have won our hearts' desire. I be- 
 seech thee, O King, pardon the sins and folly of thy 
 handmaiden '. " 
 
 And Alured knelt before the King and bowed her 
 head. 
 
 Then the King rose up and took Alured by the 
 hand, and lifted her up, and put her hand into the* 
 hand of Quiteve, and said : 
 
 " Blessed Alured ! Happy Quiteve ! Behold, ye have 
 indeed suffered and conquered. Guard ever the love, 
 the Utika you have won." 
 
 Then the King gave again to Alured the imprisoned 
 red gold light of the setting sun, and Alured and 
 Quiteve passed out of the King's house to their own 
 home.
 
 UTIKA. 63 
 
 As they passed on Kintu walked beside them. He 
 said : 
 
 " Through courage and strength and patience and 
 knowledge ye have won the best, my children, the 
 best Utika can give faithful love."
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 
 
 Vasco de Gama discovered this beautiful country on Christmas Day, 
 and himself gave to it its beautiful name. 
 
 1. 
 
 FAR away from England there is a land beautiful 
 beyond compare. 
 
 Its eastern shores are washed by the warm blue 
 Indian Ocean. 
 
 Its mountain-peaks rear their cloud-sheltered 
 heads against the blue, blue southern sky. 
 
 The sun shines upon it by day with a clear hot 
 light that is red first, then gold, then red again. 
 
 The moon and the stars shine on it by night, with 
 a cool white light that is always the same. 
 
 Yet the stars at night are not more beautiful than 
 the strange wild flowers that grow by the sun's 
 warmth. 
 
 Its breezes are full of summer sweetness and soft 
 as the sigh of happy death. 
 
 Its fruits and flowers are the most thankful 
 children. 
 
 Its woodlands are a thousand sheltering homes, 
 and upon the uplands flocks and herds feed upon a 
 thousand hills.
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 65 
 
 Its life-song is the full rich carol of birds burdened 
 only with joy. 
 
 In this land, long, long ago, there lived three 
 people. Their lives were bound together with cords 
 that but strengthened with time ; and that, however 
 they were strained, but grew the stronger for the 
 straining. 
 
 ( hie man and two maids. 
 
 The man is young and straight. 
 
 The one maid is tall and straight also, and dark 
 and very beautiful. 
 
 The other maid is small and slender, and very fair. 
 
 The man is a young chief. 
 
 The dark maid is a chiefs daughter ; but the fair 
 maid is alien, and a slave. 
 
 The dark maid loves the man, and he loves her 
 not. 
 
 The man loves the fair maid, but she loves not 
 any man. 
 
 So in this beautiful land there is sorrow born of 
 love. Yet in the end, the joy that comes to these 
 three is a pure and perfect peace, that no power of 
 tribulation can destroy. 
 
 The name of the young chief is : 
 
 " Umlimo the Dreamer." 
 
 The chiefs daughter is " Zanyana." 
 
 The alien is " Virginia."
 
 66 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 In this land, which is so beautiful, and which has 
 also a beautiful name, given to it on a beautiful day, 
 there lived once a mighty chief, Ubukulu. Many, 
 many fields were his, of waving corn, of tall green 
 sugar-cane, of low-spiked pineapple, of sombre large- 
 leafed banana. Of orange orchards, of tall oak, and 
 dark pine groves, and single palms. 
 
 Also Ubukulu owned many slaves, who tilled his 
 land and ministered to his household. 
 
 Also much land was his up in the hill-country ; 
 and there his flocks and herds fed upon the sun- 
 warmed slopes of the Drakensberg mountains. 
 
 Best of all, Ubukulu had seven sons ; but worst of 
 all, no daughter. 
 
 The sons, save one, dwelt in the woodlands by the 
 sea, near their father. Zernbe the Heir ; Zomfani the 
 eldest-born, and the others ; but the youngest, the 
 Right-hand son, Umlimo the Dreamer, dwelt alone in 
 the hill-country, and kept his father's flocks upon the 
 mountain sides. 
 
 Umlimo wearied not alone all day, watching the 
 sheep feed upon the purple slopes, or drinking at 
 eventide, when he took them to the swift river's edge. 
 
 The sun warmed him all day, but when it dropped 
 down below the sky-line, and the mists began to rise 
 up hi chill wreaths from the valley, then he wrapped 
 himself well in his leopard-skin, that only chiefs may 
 wear.
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 67 
 
 Then it was that Umlimo, though he slept not, 
 dreamed dreams. 
 
 The soft clouds drop down to meet the upcreeping 
 mists upon the mountain sides, take shapes of beauty, 
 and fill the lad's soul with that desire of the unattain- 
 able that, like a mirage, lures with fair, false hope. 
 
 Then comes the dark, protecting night, and rest. 
 Then the stars light up sky and earth. Bare stones 
 shine white where they catch the star's rays. The 
 sky stretches out and out to meet the sea ; the sea 
 mirrors on its passionate bosom the stars that beautify 
 the perfect night. 
 
 One afternoon, as Umlimo lay a-dreaming, Zoni- 
 fani, the elder brother, mounted the hill and called 
 aloud : 
 
 " Umlimo ! Umlimo ! " 
 
 Umlimo rose, ran to greet his brother, and said : 
 
 " Wherefore art thou come hither, my brother I 
 The flocks are well." 
 
 Zomfani said : 
 
 " For this I do rejoice, Umlimo. Yet listen. Be- 
 hold, now, it is many moons since our father hath 
 had news of thee. He wearies for tidings ; therefore 
 am I come." 
 
 Umlimo said : 
 
 " Truly I am well, my brother. See, I grow strong. 
 If a lion or a tigQr come I fear not ; I can defend the 
 flocks."
 
 68 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS. OF AFRICA. 
 
 Zomfani said : 
 
 "Yet dost thovi never weary of such solitude. 
 Umlimo ? " 
 
 Umlimo said : 
 
 " Never, my brother. I watch the sheep and 
 lambs, that they suffer nothing." 
 
 But Umlimo said nothing of that which he loved 
 most to watch. 
 
 Zomfani said : 
 
 " I have news for thee of our father ; he is well, 
 and our brothers are well. Our father desires that 
 thou shouldst leave the flocks and come to him ; for 
 he is fain to look upon thy face." 
 
 Umlimo stood looking at the sinking sun. Now 
 he knew why Zomfani had come to him. He turned 
 not his head, but he said : 
 
 " I will go to my father." 
 
 Zomfani threw himself upon the ground, and 
 Umlimo sat upon a stone beside his brother. 
 
 Zomfani said : 
 
 " I have further news for thee, Umlimo." 
 
 Umlimo said : 
 
 " Say on." 
 
 Zomfani said : 
 
 " The old chief, our father, hath chosen a wife for 
 thee. The maid tarries with her father only till thou 
 art come to lead her home." 
 
 Then Umlimo was troubled and sad at heart, for
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 69 
 
 lie was loth to leave the hill or to take a wife ; never- 
 theless the old chief his father was precious in his 
 eyes, and he faltered not to do his father's bidding. 
 
 It was after many sunsets the young chief Zomfani 
 and Umlimo drew nigh to the home of the great chief 
 Ubukulu the Mighty, and Umlimo knelt before his 
 father. 
 
 Ubukulu said : 
 
 " Arise, my son, my beloved son. Ah ! thou hast 
 the face of thy mother, who knew thee not, and whom 
 thou knewest never." 
 
 Umlimo said : 
 
 " My father, T lack nothing. The mountains have 
 ever been mother to Umlimo ; but Umlimo will for 
 ever serve his father. The flocks and the herds are 
 well." 
 
 Then Ubukulu smiled wistfully ; for as he looked 
 upon the face of his son he remembered the beauty 
 of his wife, the daughter of the great chief, " he that 
 was never afraid," the joy of his old age, the boy's 
 mother so long dead. 
 
 Ubukulu said : 
 
 " Thou art my youngest son my Right-hand son. 
 Abide here awhile, free to wander whithersoever thou 
 wilt, so only thou stray not far from me, Umlimo." 
 
 Umlimo bowed himself before his father and de- 
 parted out of his presence. He went beyond the 
 woodlands a space, and threw himself upon the
 
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 flowery ground, beyond where he might see the bine, 
 blue sky that covers all. 
 
 All the long afternoon he idled there. At sunset 
 a maid came out from the shady woodland and drew 
 nigh to him. 
 
 She was very young, and very fair. Her hair was 
 like the gold of the early sunset, her eyes soft blue- 
 grey, like nothing he had ever seen, because he 
 had never seen the Northern Sea. Her high voice 
 was very sweet and gentle. She said : 
 
 " Thy father calls for thee, tlmlimo. I am sent to 
 bid thee go to him." 
 
 Umlimo said : 
 
 " Who art thou ? 
 
 She said : 
 
 " Thy father's slave." She hung her head and her 
 lips trembled. 
 
 Then Umlimo was much troubled : for he could 
 not bear sorrow. He rose up quickly, spoke to th<- 
 maid gently, and said : 
 
 "Truly I will go to my father: but tell me first. I 
 pray thee, what is thy name, and how earnest thou 
 hither ? " 
 
 Then the maid said : 
 
 " My name is Virginia. 1 left my home and my 
 country the better to serve my King, but doubtless I 
 was unworthy, for I was suffered to be taken a 
 prisoner upon the high seas, and sold here a slave."
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 71 
 
 Umlino's eyes kindled. He said : 
 
 " Surely thy King hath little power, or he would 
 send some to rescue thee." 
 
 Virginia said : 
 
 'My King is mightier than any. When I am 
 worthy I shall be received into His glorious kingdom, 
 with which there is none that can compare. But I 
 pray thee tarry not, or thou shalt fail in thy duty, 
 and I in mine." 
 
 Umliino went slowly away, wondering much who 
 that King might be, and where his glorious kingdom. 
 
 When he was come into his father's presence, his 
 father said : 
 
 " Lo, thou art come, Umlimo ! Stand back a little 
 from the door that the light may fall upon thee, that 
 I may look upon thee, to see thee as thou art," 
 
 So TJmlimo stood back, and the sun shone low 
 through the trees upon his straight, upright form, 
 glinting gold as it struck athwart the orange trees. 
 
 The old man's heart was warmed, for he saw the 
 lad was well grown, strong of limb, and of a fair, fine 
 countenance. He said : 
 
 " It is more than twenty moons since I saw thee 
 last, Umlimo. Verily thou art grown since then ; and 
 1 am told thou hast killed many a lion on the 
 mountain to defend the flocks. Now shalt thou 
 abide here for a space and learn of chiefs to van- 
 quish enemies, for there be those who love us not.' 

 
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 Umlirno answered not. Then his father said : 
 
 " Thou answerest nothing. Thou art not content, 
 Umlimo. Speak, my son." 
 
 Umlimo said : 
 
 " My father, I love the mountains. I love not the 
 woodlands. I pray thee suffer me to continue to tend 
 and guard thy flocks." 
 
 Then Ubukulu said : 
 
 " It is not meet for thee, my son, to bide always 
 on the hills alone. I have great desires for thee. 
 Hearken further. My friend Sarili is a great chief, as 
 thou knowest. He has many flocks and herds, and 
 much corn. Also he has a daughter ; she is grown 
 a comely maiden. It is my desire that thou shouldst 
 lead her hither to be thy wife. Moreover, I will give 
 thee a goodly gift to take to my friend Sarili, her 
 father, when thou shalt go thither to his country." 
 
 Umlimo listened to all the words of his father 
 with a heavy heart, for he loved not the woodlands 
 neither did he care for the chief Sarili's daughter. 
 He had seen her many moons back, when he had 
 gone with his brothers to a great feast that Sarili had 
 made for his heir. The maid was but a little slender 
 damsel then, yet were all the young chiefs fain to 
 covet her, for she was a great chiefs daughter and 
 very beautiful, and Sarili had much cattle and much 
 corn. Umlimo had kept apart with his brothers, 
 loving not to see the maid so fluttered ; heeding not
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 73 
 
 that she looked sometimes at him. Also since then 
 all his heart was full of the beautiful Barimo he 
 had seen upon the mountain side, but he would tell 
 no one this lest they should deride him, for most 
 men of his people held the Barimo to be unfriendly. 
 He sighed heavily and said : 
 
 " My father's wish I will obey ; nevertheless, I 
 would my father might suffer me to return again 
 to the mountains." 
 
 Ubukulu said : 
 
 " Yet tarry here a while, my son." 
 
 So Umlimo left his father's presence, yet tarried 
 in his father's home. He went sometimes with 
 Zomfani down to the yellow sea-sands, sometimes 
 far into the woodlands, and sometimes into the fields 
 of yellow corn ; but whensoever he might he walked 
 alone to where, above the woodlands, was a wide, 
 open space, whence he could see the blue, blue st;a 
 below, and, stretching far and far into the clouds 
 above, the hills where fed his flocks. 
 
 One time he came upon this spot at sunset and 
 heard singing he knew not. It was Virginia. 
 She stood looking towards the sea, the hills behind 
 her. In her hand she held something glittering. 
 She sang : 
 
 " Thou Shepherd that dost Israel keep, 
 Give ear in time of need." 
 
 As she finished, she caught sight of Umlimo, and 
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 quickly thrust the glittering thing beneath the white 
 folds of the gown that covered her bosom. 
 
 Umlimo drew near. He said : 
 
 " Sing again, O Virginia, and tell me also, I pray 
 thee, what hidest thou ? " 
 
 The raaid trembled and turned away, but Umlimo 
 besought her gently and said : 
 
 " Fear not, I will never harm thee or distress thee, 
 Virginia." 
 
 Then the maid said : 
 
 " If I tell thee my secret I am undone." 
 
 Umlimo looked at her, his great eyes full of pity. 
 He said : 
 
 " I will never betray thee. Take comfort, thou art 
 not more alone here than I." 
 
 Virginia said : 
 
 " Thou art the favoured son of the great chief. 
 Thou dwellest in the home of thy father and of thy 
 kindred in thine own land how sayest thou, then, 
 thou art alone ? " 
 
 Umlimo said : 
 
 " Virginia, I am a stranger here because I love 
 not these woodlands. My heart yearns ever to return 
 to the hills, to my flocks. Look, the red clouds of 
 sunset shelter my mountains." 
 
 Then they both turned to look upon the evening 
 beauty of the far-off scene ; the lad fervid as the sun- 
 set glow, the maid steadfast as the everlasting hills.
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 75 
 
 Virginia said : 
 
 " Art thou a good shepherd ? Verily, a good shep- 
 herd giveth his life for his sheep." 
 
 Umlimo said : 
 
 " A strong man guardeth his flocks with his life." 
 
 Then Virginia drew from the folds over her bosom 
 that which she had hidden therein. It was a silver 
 cross hung upon a ribbon that was about her neck. 
 She said : 
 
 " It is the emblem of my faith. I hide it lest it be 
 taken from me, and I prize it much." 
 
 Uinlimo looked upon the cross, but most upon the 
 maid, and to his mind came vividly the recollection 
 of the beautiful Barimo on the mountain sida 
 
 Virginia said : 
 
 " Hast thou ever in the night time seen in the 
 heavens some stars that take this shape ? " and she 
 held the silver cross aloft. 
 
 Umliino said : 
 
 "Yes, at times. I have been told it is a sign 
 that guided shepherds who came hither from the 
 North many moons and moons past. They watched 
 for it, and joyed to see it, journeying towards it." 
 
 Virginia clasped her hands, her eyes filled with 
 tears. She said : 
 
 " Ah ! there were other shepherds who watched for 
 one bright star and followed it. It is a blessed life to 
 be a shepherd."
 
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 Umlirao caught her hands and cried : 
 
 " Tell me, tell me about those other shepherds ? " 
 
 The maid shook her head. She said : 
 
 " Not now, I must return. Already I have tarried 
 
 too long. See, the sun has gone. It will be dark 
 
 under the pine trees." 
 
 Then she turned and sped swiftly away through 
 
 the woodlands, her white gown like a cloud about her 
 
 slender form. 
 
 The light faded darkness fell upon the land yet 
 
 Umlimo hastened not. Night was to him but the 
 
 near approach of his beloved ideal. The sombre 
 
 shadows were his shelter. The mountain mists the 
 
 veil that scarce obscured the beauty of his long 
 
 cherished love. 
 
 Yet this night he watched for the silver stars to 
 
 shine out upon the sea. 
 
 11. 
 
 Now, Nozici, the woman of the house where Virginia 
 abode, was mistress over the women slaves of Ubukulu 
 and set them their daily tasks. 
 
 One night her little child burned with fever. 
 Virginia carried it to and fro all the night, singing to 
 soothe its pain. Therefore the woman was ever gentle 
 with Virginia, and spoke well of her in the presence 
 of the chief Ubukulu.
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 77 
 
 One day Nozici and Virginia sat together weaving 
 mats, and Nozici told the maid that it was said, 
 Urnlimo, the young chief, should wed Zany ana, the 
 chief Sarili's daughter. 
 
 Virginia said nothing, but questioned much her 
 heart if this should be a great happiness to Umlimo. 
 
 Not many d&ys after, Umlimo sought Virginia and 
 found her in the garden of Nozici, where she stayed 
 behind the others to crush millet. 
 
 Umlimo drew nigh to the maid and said : 
 
 " Sit down a little, Virginia." 
 
 So they sat together upon a large stone whence 
 they could look across fields and fields, and over 
 lower groves of orange trees, to where the sands 
 stretched far out to the blue sea. 
 
 Umlimo said : 
 
 "Tell me, Virginia, who is thy King." 
 
 She said : 
 
 " His name is Christ." 
 
 He said : 
 
 " Where dwells thy King ? " 
 
 She said : 
 
 " High, high up above the mountains above the 
 stars. Above that star-cross those shepherds saw 
 and you have seen is His kingdom of glory." 
 
 He said : 
 
 " Why lovest thou thy shining cross ? " 
 
 She said :
 
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 " My King once suffered much upon a cross." 
 
 He said : 
 
 " Knowest thou how came the star-cross in the 
 night sky ? " 
 
 She said : 
 
 " I believe, before the days of the oldest shep- 
 herds, my God so placed those stars, doubtless to 
 be a guide to those who sought. And once another 
 star that guided other shepherds. Shepherds have 
 ever sought more for others than for themselves." 
 
 Umlimo said : 
 
 " Virginia, listen. Often at evening I watch the 
 mountains. I see forms fair, white come floating 
 down with the clouds. Sometimes they retire, soar- 
 ing aloft. Sometimes they disappear. Oh, they arc 
 beautiful ! beautiful ! Tell me, are they Barimo of 
 the country of your King ? " 
 
 The boy threw himself at her feet, his eyes 
 aglow. 
 
 Virginia arose and stood looking up at the hills. 
 She said : 
 
 " Doubtless the angels do come to thee, for I am 
 sure thou art pure of heart, and verily it is written, 
 ' He shall give His angels charge.' " 
 
 Umlimo caught her hands and cried : 
 
 " Virginia, Virginia, I love thee ! " 
 
 Virginia drew her hands away and wept and 
 said:
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 79 
 
 " I am thy father's slave his slave. Have pity 
 on me ! " 
 
 Umlimo said : 
 
 " Canst thou not love me, Virginia ? " 
 
 She said : 
 
 " Umliino, I love not any man. I live only to do 
 the bidding of my King. But I will serve thy father 
 and thee ever, as a slave should. And so I do 
 beseech thee betray me not ! " 
 
 Umlimo said : 
 
 " I will never betray thee. Yet if I love thee, 
 even so do I love the beautiful Barimo, whom others 
 dread." 
 
 Virginia lifted her tear-laden grey eyes and looked 
 upon him and said : 
 
 " Fear not. Umlimo. Often have I been told 
 angels are messengers. Perchance are the Barimo 
 sent to thee sometimes to comfort thee, or maybe 
 with good tidings. Verily, something tells me one 
 night thou shalt attain thy heart's desire by the 
 solving of this mystery when the star-cross is in the 
 sky. Where thou abidest thou rnayest see my star- 
 cross. When thou shalt see it sometimes remember 
 the King of Love, whose humble servant is thy slave 
 Virginia." 
 
 Then Virginia turned away and hastened to 
 resume her labour in the sun-heated field of millet 
 Also the sun shone fiercely upon Umlimo as he sat
 
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 upon the stone, but lie heeded not. His head was 
 bowed above his clasped hands upon his knees. And 
 no bird sang. 
 
 IIL 
 
 Now, about this time one went and told the chief, 
 Ubukulu the Mighty : 
 
 " Behold, my father, the young chief Umlimo 
 speaketh often with the fair slave Virginia." 
 
 Then Ubukulu was troubled, for his heart was 
 warm towards Umlimo, his Right-hand son, his 
 youngest born, and the desire of his old age was to 
 make Umlimo a great chief. So he bade the man 
 leave him. Then he took counsel of his own heart 
 in solitude what he would do, for he would not harm 
 the little white slave-maid. After three nights 
 Ubukulu bade some that were about him that they 
 should seek and fetch his son Umlimo. 
 
 So Umlimo came and stood before his father, and 
 his father said : 
 
 " Umlimo, my son, to-day I send ten oxen laden 
 with skins a small gift to my friend Sarili; and 
 thereto shall I add some chains of gold, and the 
 young slave-maiden Virginia, a gift to his daughter. 
 What sayest thou ? Wilt thou bear these gifts and 
 look again upon the face of Zanyana, who shall be 
 thy wife ? Let thy heart speak, my son."
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 8r 
 
 Umlimo cast himself before his father, and cried 
 out and said : 
 
 " my father, my father ! Suffer me to return to 
 my flocks upon the hills. I am not fain to take a 
 wife." 
 
 Ubukulu said : 
 
 " Harden not thine heart, Umlimo. Be not stub- 
 born and perverse, my son. It has been ever the 
 custom of our chiefs to marry. I have chosen a 
 beautiful maiden for thee, and her father will not send 
 her empty handed. Also I will give unto thee the 
 land upon the hills that is sloping to the south and 
 east towards the sea, with sheep and herds to feed 
 thereon ; men and slaves. I shall see thee a power in 
 the land before I die." 
 
 Then Umlimo grieved sore for the good words his 
 father spake unto him, yet could he not subdue his 
 heart to his father's will, so great was his own desire, 
 so little could he brook control. At last he said : 
 
 " My father, I am thy son, how can I rebel against 
 thee ? Yet suffer me, I pray thee, to return to my hills, 
 if but for the space of a few moons, then if it be still 
 thy will, I will return to thee again to do thy bidding." 
 
 Ubukulu had learned wisdom and patience with 
 age. He said : 
 
 " Go in peace, my son." 
 
 So Umlimo rose up and went his way. Yet because 
 of the words his father had spoken, and because of
 
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 the promise he had given, he restrained himself and 
 sought not to look again upon the face of Virginia. 
 
 It was noonday. As Umlimo passed by the houso 
 where Virginia lodged, the little child whom she had 
 fondled stood at the door, and she followed Umlimo 
 as he took his way through the pine groves and the 
 great fields of sugar-cane, tall, waving, green, sunlit, 
 against the blue sky. Greener yet the sugar birds 
 darting hither and yon amongst the sweet stuff, cling- 
 ing to the canes with eager kissing bills. 
 
 Suddenly he turned to look back, and so saw the 
 little child, her bare brown feet upon the red path, 
 her great brown eyes gazing up at him. He stopped, 
 took her in his arms, and carried her back to the pine 
 grove. There he gathered a handful of ixias, closed 
 and brown now, but well he knew later they would 
 unfold their white petals and cast upon the moonlit 
 night the passionate abundance of their sweet perfume. 
 
 To the child he said : 
 
 " Dost thou love Virginia ? " 
 
 The child said : 
 
 " Yes, I love Virginia with ah 1 my heart." 
 
 Umlimo said to the child : 
 
 " If thou lovest Virginia, thou wilt return and give 
 to her these flowers that I give to thee." 
 
 The child said : 
 
 " I will return." 
 
 So Umlimo set the child at the edge of the pine
 
 DIA DR NATAL. 83 
 
 grove and the child departed, and Umlimo set forth 
 once more through the green sugar-cane towards the 
 hills, heeding not the noonday sun. Its glowing heat 
 was not more burning than his passionate heart, yet 
 he chose his steps that he might not harm blooming 
 thing or tiny life, so tender was his nature. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Now, when Uinlimo was gone Ubukulu commanded 
 to make ready against the morrow's sunrise, and sent 
 one to tell Virginia that she must journey to the land 
 of Sarili, and become the handmaid of his daughter, 
 Zanyana the Beautiful. 
 
 Virginia sat at the door of Nozici's house, under 
 the shade of a great palm tree, at work As she 
 worked she sang : 
 
 " Thou Shepherd that dost Israel keep, 
 Give ear in time of need." 
 
 Presently came the servant of Ubukulu and told 
 his message. 
 
 Virginia let fall her work and put her hands before 
 her face, weeping sore. She feared to leave the home 
 of Nozici lest another should be less kind. 
 
 As she sat weeping came the little child and called 
 her name : 
 
 " Virginia ! Virginia ! "
 
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 And Virginia looked and beheld the child, and 
 the brown flowers in the little brown hand. 
 
 The child said : 
 
 " Take them, Virginia. I give them to thee be- 
 cause I love thee. The man with the blue crane 
 feathers gave them to me." 
 
 So Virginia knew that Uinlimo had meant the 
 child to give to her the sweet night blossoms. To 
 herself she said : 
 
 " Verily rny sorrow is great, yet will I comfort me. 
 One day I shall not doubt, but know how true are the 
 words of the prophet ' Joy cometh in the morning.' 
 Even so came of old those tidings of great joy to the 
 shepherds in the morning." 
 
 Her heart was tender for Umlimo, but her soul 
 was above all earthly loves, pledged through bitter 
 loss to her God an alien God, as she was an alien. 
 Ah, bethink ye, all ye that pass by, bethink ye, only 
 an alien can know the aching loss of kindred and 
 country the loneliness of a stranger in a strange land. 
 
 So one day, in a year that knows no winter's cold, 
 Virginia came to the country of Sarili, and so before 
 his daughter, the princess Zanyana, her new mistress. 
 
 Zanyana stood under the tawny shade of a group 
 of red gum trees, the full yellow sun of the afternoon 
 falling athwart the life-warm red upon the grass, and 
 upon the red earth path that led from hers to her 
 father's house.
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 8 5 
 
 Zanyana a queen by right of race and beauty. 
 Tall, upright, her gold-brown tunic set off with rich 
 red garlands of poinsettia leaves and fringe of Kaffir 
 bloom. Bands of gold about her arms, her neck, her 
 ankles ; fillets of gold binding her hair, her soft brown 
 eyes the gentler for her rich attire. 
 
 Virginia knelt before Zanyana. The hot yellow 
 sun, atwixt the red leaves, made beautiful both the 
 fair kneeling slave and the dark gentle princess. If 
 the aureola adorned one a queen, even so it crowned 
 the other a saint. 
 
 Virginia said : 
 
 " Behold the servant of Zanyana the Beautiful. 
 My master, Ubukulu the Mighty, hath sent me 
 hither, princess." 
 
 Zanyana said : 
 
 " Arise, maiden. Fear not. Who brought thee ? " 
 
 Virginia did not rise. She said : 
 
 " The servants of my master, Ubukulu the Mighty, 
 brought me here, O princess, by the grace of my 
 God." 
 
 Zanyana said : 
 
 " Who is thy God ? " 
 
 Virginia said : 
 
 " My God is not thy God, princess ; but suffer me, 
 I do beseech thee, to worship Him silently in peace, 
 and I will serve thee ever as a slave should." 
 
 Zanyana said :
 
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 " Arise, Virginia. So, I have heard of thee, how 
 good thou art ; thou shalt be safe here." 
 
 Then Virginia stood up and looked upon the face 
 of Zanyana, and marvelled at her great beauty. 
 
 The princess leaned idly against the great trunk of 
 a red gum tree, and tossed from hand to hand three 
 crimson pomegranates. As she toyed wantonly with 
 the brilliant fruit, her eyes cast down upon it, she 
 said : 
 
 "Tell me / I pray thee, how fare the sons of 
 Ubukulu the Mighty ? " 
 
 Virginia said : 
 
 " O princess, all of the house of Ubukulu the 
 Mighty are well Zembe the Heir grows powerful in 
 princely strength. Zomfani the Eldest-born is ever 
 kind to all. Umlimo the Young Chief has been with 
 his father now two moons or more he has but just 
 set forth to return to the hill country." 
 
 Then Zanyana cast away the crimson pomegran- 
 ates and crushed relentlessly the Kaffir bloom at 
 her girdle. Stamping upon the red path she cried 
 out : 
 
 " Umlimo hath departed from the woodlands ? 
 Then Umlimo loves not Zanyana. I am forsaken of 
 my lover. Forsaken, forsaken ! " and Zanyana cast 
 herself upon the ground. 
 
 Virginia drew nigh and touched Zanyana softly, 
 and said :
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 87 
 
 " Take comfort, my mistress. Lo, I come a 
 gift to thee from the father of Umlimo. Thy lover 
 seeks no other princess ; he sends no spear-head 
 hither. Ere many moons are gone doubtless he will 
 return to claim his promised bride." 
 
 Then Virginia sat down upon the ground beside 
 the princess and touched her jewelled arm with a 
 cool white hand. 
 
 Zanyana ceased her moan. The sun dropped 
 suddenly behind the red-leafed trees, and a cool grey 
 darkness came upon the two maids. 
 
 One loving one beloved. 
 
 One fair and free though bound. 
 
 One fair and bound though free. 
 
 v. 
 
 IN the land of Sarili, Virginia dwelt in the house 
 of /any ana her mistress. 
 
 Virginia was not unhappy, for she was meek of 
 heart, and her soul's gaze was ever fixed upon a King, 
 not of any earthly country. Zanyana loved her well, 
 and of her large gentleness spared the slave many 
 humiliations : days and days the maidens passed 
 together, in maiden pleasures and sweet companion- 
 ship. 
 
 Zanyana could sing like any forest bird. The 
 mocking-bird, at late sundown pouring forth his rich
 
 88 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 chant, or at sunrise waking the world with joy, is not 
 a sweeter singer than was this maid, who had learned 
 of him and now excelled her master. The maid sang 
 as the bird sang strong and clear when her heart 
 was glad in the new hope of the early dawn, tender 
 and true when the sun had set, and the new day had 
 not brought her heart's desire. 
 
 When the stars shone out in the deep blue sky 
 would Virginia sing, gentle and low, the song of her 
 own people : 
 
 " Thou Shepherd that dost Israel keep, 
 Give ear in time of need." 
 
 One sunset, as the two maids sat together under 
 the red gum trees, suddenly in the gathering dusk the 
 woman Nozici approached, coming from out the forest 
 towards them, the little child bound upon her back, 
 her feet wounded with travel, her head bent, her hands 
 \voary. 
 
 Virginia ran eagerly towards her, and said : 
 " Nozici ! What tidings ? what cheer ? " 
 Nozici put the child upon the ground and said : 
 " O Virginia, I bring sad tidings ! Sorrow and 
 heaviness have come upon me and mine, and, per- 
 chance, on thee. Ubukulu the Mighty is dead is 
 dead ! Zembe the Heir loves us not, neither loves he 
 the Young Chief Umlimo, for he hath declared him 
 outcast, and seized all. Oh woe woe to me and
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 89 
 
 mine ! to the Young Chief Umlimo ! to those who love 
 him ! " Nozici wept aloud. 
 
 Then, in her own tongue, Virginia said : 
 
 " God save us ! " and she ran swiftly before Nozici 
 towards Zanyana. Kneeling she kissed the hand of 
 her mistress and said : 
 
 " O Zanyana, my mistress, take courage ; trouble 
 and loss and humility have come to thy lover. 
 Umlimo is bereft of the good old man his father ; 
 Zembe the Heir has seized upon the possessions that 
 Ubukulu the Mighty gave to his Right-hand son. 
 Umlimo, and Umlimo is declared outcast! Poor 
 Umlimo, alone upon the hills ! who shall pity him ? " 
 
 Then Zanyana flung away the hand of her slave 
 Virginia, rose to her feet, her eyes kindling, and cried 
 out : 
 
 " Stand off, slave ! dare not pity thy master. 
 Umlimo is chief! The hills, the flocks, the herds, 
 the servants, the slaves, all that Ubukulu his father 
 bequeathed to Umlimo are his for ever. Stand off ! " 
 And the dark maid triumphant went her way along 
 the dusky path to the house of Sarili, her father. 
 
 As Zanyana drew nigh the house of Sarili he saw 
 her, and called out : 
 
 " Ho ! my daughter Zanyana, whence comest 
 thou ? " 
 
 Zanyana in a clear, rich voice replied and said : 
 
 " I come with tidings of war. Listen to me, O my 
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 90 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 father ! " Then the dark maid stood before her father, 
 royal heart to royal heart in the growing darkness, 
 and told the tidings she had heard, and said : 
 
 " My father, alas ! alas ! Ubukulu the Mighty is 
 dead is dead ! My betrothed, Umlimo, is far distant 
 upon the hills. Zeinbe the Heir has seized all and 
 declares Umlimo outcast. Suffer it not ! suffer it not ! 
 O my father ! Give me a few braves and let me send 
 them to the land of Ubukulu the Mighty, to claim and 
 defend all that which he gave and promised to Um- 
 limo, my betrothed." 
 
 Sarili rocked himself to and fro and mourned and 
 said : 
 
 " Alas ! alas my friend Ubukulu ! " 
 
 The maid stood patiently before him, for well she 
 knew how loyally the two chiefs had loved one another. 
 At last she said : 
 
 " My father, shall not Ubukulu be obeyed, living 
 or dead ? Shall not my lover, the favoured son of thy 
 friend, have chance to claim his own ? Shall the one 
 only daughter of Sarili be mocked of Zembe and his 
 people ? " 
 
 The old chief was roused. He said : 
 
 " Verily, no ! thou hast wisdom, girl. Call up the 
 young men, thy kindred." 
 
 Then Zanyana clapped her hands to make a great 
 noise, and in a loud voice called out again and again : 
 
 " Mnakwetu ! "
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 91 
 
 Then all the young chiefs who were her brothers 
 and cousins, and all the young men their friends, ran 
 together towards her ; but the women trembled, 
 because the girl had dared to call out to the young 
 chiefs, for the maidens of her country were taught to 
 be ever modest and shy. Nevertheless, this time 
 Zanyana was heedless so much her love and passion 
 conquered her. 
 
 She said : 
 
 "Who will go for me to the land of Ubukulu the 
 Mighty, and defend the property of my absent chief, 
 Umlimo ? I am Zanyana, the one only daughter of 
 Sarili, your chief. Have I no brothers who are 
 princes, no friends who are brave ? " 
 
 Then all the young men shouted aloud mightily : 
 
 " O Zanyana ! O Zanyana ! We will protect 
 Zanyana our sister, our princess ! Tsi, ha, ha, the 
 weapons of Khakhabay ! " Thus by the war cry of 
 their tribe they pledged themselves. 
 
 Zanyana was comforted, and returned to her 
 house to prepare for the morrow, when the braves 
 should depart on their journey. 
 
 But ere she entered the door of her house, one 
 came near her in the dark, and in a low, hissing voice 
 said : 
 
 " Harken, Zanyana the Beautiful Umlimo, thy 
 betrothed, loves thee not. Lo, he loves Virginia, thy 
 slave/'
 
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 Zanyana said : 
 
 " Liar ! " and struck out at the voice in the dark. 
 Nevertheless, the steel had entered her soul 
 
 VI. 
 
 THE next day at sunrise the young chiefs who were 
 brothers and cousins of Zanyana, with many young 
 men who were their friends, set off to the country of 
 Ubukulu, to defy Zembe, and to secure the portion 
 of Umlimo. 
 
 Zanyana stood to see them set forth, and wished 
 them well with a clear voice and gentle looks, and as 
 they disappeared shouting, she shouted to them again 
 with all her might the war cry : 
 
 " Tsi, ha, ha, ha, ha, the weapons of Khakhabay ! " 
 
 Virginia stood behind her mistress. When they 
 
 were all gone Zanyana turned not, but remained 
 
 looking up the leafy valley, her hands above her eyes 
 
 to shade them from the hot, hot sun. 
 
 Then Virginia drew near her mistress and softly 
 said : 
 
 " Art thou content, my mistress ? " 
 Zanyana tumed roughly away and said : 
 " What matter to thee ? I love thee no longer, 
 Virginia. Thou wouldst steal the heart of my 
 betrothed ! I have heard how he spake to thee and 
 thou to him before thou was sent hither."
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 93 
 
 Then Virginia knelt upon the ground and clasped 
 her hands and wept and said : 
 
 " brave, beautiful Zanyana, my mistress, believe 
 it not. I am thy faithful slave Virginia. I love not 
 any man. All my heart is given to my King, my 
 own gentle Shepherd." 
 
 Zanyana said : 
 
 " Where dwells thy King ? " 
 
 Virginia said : 
 
 " Far, far away, beyond these lands, where the 
 pastures are ever green, and the still waters flow. 
 \Vhere the sun may not burn by day, nor harm come 
 by night." 
 
 Zanyana said : 
 
 " Is it not true, that which I have said, Umlirno 
 spake often to thee ? What said Umlimo ? 
 
 Virginia said : 
 
 " Umlimo is a good shepherd. He spake to me 
 of his flocks, and of his hills, and a little of the 
 mountain Barimo ; and again, of the star-cross in the 
 night sky, which he can see at times when he watches 
 at night on the mountain slopes." 
 
 Zanyana said : 
 
 " What means your star-cross in the night sky { 
 Tell me, too, of the star-cross." 
 
 Virginia said : 
 
 " Beautiful mistress, since I have leave, I will tell 
 thee what I know in my poor ignorance. A great
 
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 God, your ' Qamata,' once placed those brightest 
 stars in the southern sky in form of a cross. 
 Shepherds of old, many long, long moons back, 
 watched for that cross upon the blue sea, and so 
 sailed their ships that they came hither. On one 
 fair, warm night so they came. They also served 
 the God I own. On the very day my King of Love 
 was born they reached this fairest land. In their 
 tongue they called it the ' Birthday of Christ,' who 
 is also my King, ' Dia de Natal.' In my tongue we 
 say ' Christmas Day.' Oh, if I might I could tell you 
 too how other shepherds, moons and moons before these, 
 followed one single star, and following, found the 
 King of Love, a tiny Babe, on Christmas morning." 
 
 Virginia, stopped, panting, her fair white face 
 suffused with pink, her soft grey eyes upturned. 
 
 Zanyana, with folded arms, her leaf-crowned head 
 thrown back, looked at her slave, heeding, yet seeming 
 heedless. She said : 
 
 " And these braves who came hither by sea, follow- 
 ing the star-cross : why came they ? What sought 
 they ? " 
 
 Virginia dropped her eyes, her hands, her voice. 
 She said : 
 
 " Perchance they sought, like me, the better to serve 
 their King. Verily, I have heard that like me also 
 it prolited them little. But I know, as they knew, that 
 our King giveth to them that endure an everlasting
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 95 
 
 home, where we shall have, even as you believe, 
 three times thrice three times the enjoyment of 
 this life." 
 
 Zany ana stretched out her hands and sprang 
 forward, passionately crying : 
 
 " Virginia, Virginia, I will love iny shepherd even 
 as you love yours." 
 
 So these two loving maids were happy with each 
 other all the day, because each knew the sorrow of 
 the other. The dark, beautiful princess grieved for 
 her slave because she was weak and loved that which 
 was beyond her reach ; and the fair slave-maid grieved 
 for her mistress, because her power and her beauty 
 availed her little to gain a love she hungered for. 
 
 At evening they sat together under the red-leafed 
 trees, hand in hand, sheltered by the cool, still dark. 
 The mocking-bird sang plaintively from the towering 
 tree-top, but Zanyana answered him not. Softly she 
 spoke to Virginia and said : 
 
 " Tell me, Virginia, about the Barimo that Umlimo 
 loves. How knows he the Barimo ? Whence come 
 they?" 
 
 Virginia said : 
 
 " The Barimo whom Umlimo sees, come with the 
 gathering clouds upon the mountain sides. Umlimo 
 sees them sometimes at late evening, or in the night 
 time, when the stars or the moon shine. He fears 
 them not. Even as I fear not, but love the angels, for
 
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 111 my country we believe the angels are servants of 
 our God, even as we are." 
 
 Then Zanyana said : 
 
 " Knowest thou why my lover Umlirno is called 
 ' the Dreamer ' ? " 
 
 Virginia said : 
 
 <; Perchance because he dreams his life away upon 
 the hills, rather than take his part with other 
 chiefs." 
 
 Zanyana said : 
 
 " It is many moons, thou knowest, since last I saw 
 my chief; tell me, I pray thee, thou who hast seen 
 him scarce a moon back, how may I know him 
 now ? " 
 
 Virginia said : 
 
 " Umlirno is verily a chief, my mistress. He is 
 tall and lithe and strong ; yet would'st thou know him 
 best by his tender shepherd eyes." 
 
 Zanyana turned her head that she might dry 
 unseen the tears she could not refrain. Then softly 
 she said : 
 
 " Virginia, thou hast a true and loyal heart. Thou 
 lovest well thy King, though he seeming careth little 
 for thee. I will take pattern of thee. I will seek my 
 shepherd chief, and win his own heart's love. I care 
 not to be princess here in the land of my father if 
 Umlimo loves me not. Wilt thou journey with me, 
 Virginia ? It will be a long, weary way yet short to
 
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 me because I seek my love. What for thee ? Speak, 
 Virginia, my sister, my friend." 
 
 Virginia was weeping. Yet her heart was strong, 
 so small a thing she held her own desire. She said : 
 
 Whithersoever thou wilt go, Zanyana my mistress, 
 I will attend thee. I fear no pain. My God is ever 
 my refuge and strength, and a very present help." 
 
 The darkness deepened, the song of the mocking- 
 bird was hushed, but a thousand insect voices made 
 the night air murmurous with their ceaseless chant. 
 
 The two maids went quietly away within the house 
 to rest. For rest comes to all nature, even to bruised 
 and wounded hearts. And death, that long, best rest, 
 is loved at last, when troublous life has taught its 
 time-worn lesson so old, yet oh, so hard, so long to 
 learn. 
 
 VII. 
 
 Now Umlimo the Dreamer returned from the 
 woodlands, the home of Ubukulu his father, and it 
 was towards the beginning of the young leaf of the 
 ever sun-warmed year. The nights were cold upon 
 the mountains, and Umlimo wrapped himself well in 
 his leopard-skin, and sought shelter under the lee of 
 some of the great rocks that formed the lesser heights 
 of his hill country. Always now he chose to look 
 towards the south, where at full night he might see
 
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 the star cross above the far blue sea. Yet at evening 
 he loved best to watch the mountain slopes, and the 
 beautiful Barimo whom he feared not. 
 
 His heart was never now so glad as of old, in the 
 hot noonday, or at sunrise when the golden orioles 
 sang out with boundless joy from the yellow- wood 
 trees in the valley. His heart failed him when he 
 remembered the maid he scarcely knew nor loved, yet 
 must wed ; or the maid he might not wed, yet knew 
 and loved. 
 
 At times he recollected how patient was this maid 
 who repined not her loss of home, of kin. 
 
 Again at times he strove to recall the beauty of 
 that other maid, she whom he should wed, but it was 
 in vain : he could not picture her. Well he remem- 
 bered she was beautiful, also that some had said she 
 often looked at him. 
 
 Suchwise evenings and evenings passed away, and 
 the lad, though he slept not, dreamed dreams. 
 
 Now, one evening, just after sunset, the clouds 
 gathered thickly grey, the wind blew chill. Umlimo 
 sat upon the ground, wind-dried, catching hard, white 
 lights in the starlight. Umlimo sat upon the ground, 
 wrapped in his leopard-skin, watching the mountains ; 
 and as he watched, he beheld a figure of exceeding 
 grace descending the mountain side, advancing toward 
 him. As it drew nearer it stopped. Heavy clouds 
 swept past and obscured the Barimo, but in the still
 
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 darkness Umlimo heard with mortal ears the song, 
 as of the mocking-bird, yet words, rich and clear : 
 
 " Umlimo, Umliino, awake from thy dream. 
 The sunrise is clearer, 
 Thy Truelove is dearer, 
 Thy life-work is nearer. 
 Than all thy night fancies may seein." 
 
 All was still. The clouds passed, the stars shone 
 out but the vision had passed. 
 
 Umlimo sprang to his feet and ran towards the 
 mountain, his eager eyes piercing both cloud and mist. 
 ]>ut it was gone, and he, amazed, could take no thought 
 to guess the mystery of the veiled Barimo, nor of the 
 night bird's song, which had thrilled him with un- 
 speakable delight ; familiar, yet so rapturously new. 
 
 Long and long the next night Uinlirno watched 
 again, but no vision came. The same stars shone out 
 clear and white upon the wind-swept stones. The 
 lad chafed, and chid himself because his soul rebelled. 
 He could not care to watch, as once he did, for the 
 star-cross, but could look only at the mountain side, 
 longing for the night gathering clouds. 
 
 All the hot day as he tended his sheep he strove 
 to recall the words of the bird's song, yet in vain. Only 
 the familiar music smote ceaselessly upon his ears. 
 
 After three or four nights had passed by, Umlimo 
 strove to forget. He turned his back upon the 
 mountains. He courted sleep with closed eyes. Ho
 
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 sought to see the star-cross away above the sea in 
 the south. He wrestled for oblivion. 
 
 Then suddenly upon the still night air came once 
 again melodiously clear the refrain : 
 
 " TJmlimo, Umlimo, awake from thy dream, 
 The sunrise is clearer, 
 Thy Truelove is dearer, 
 Thy life-work is nearer, 
 Than all thy night fancies may seem." 
 
 Again the lad sprang to his feet, but even as the 
 last words died away the thick, dark clouds, as before, 
 obscured all. Dimly he could a little discern the 
 receding veiled figure fleeing towards the mountain. 
 
 Umlimo sat down upon a great white stone. The 
 words rang in his ears. This time he forgot them 
 not, but pondered. That it was one of the Barimo he 
 never doubted. He said : 
 
 " I will watch once more. If the Barimo shall sing 
 to me again, surely I shall comprehend better. The 
 sunrise I know, but ' Truelove,' my ' Life-work,' verily 
 1 know them not." Yet in his heart of hearts Umlimo 
 knew he deceived himself. 
 
 Many nights Umlimo watched, but the veiled 
 Barimo came not; and when the mocking-bird sang 
 he could hear no words. Then his heart sickened for 
 very longing and loneliness. 
 
 At last one day he said ; 
 
 " Truly I have wrought mine own undoing. I have
 
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 forsaken my father and my kindred to seek mine own 
 joy, and joy hath fled from me since I sought only for 
 it I will return to the old chief, my father, in the 
 woodlands. I will humble myself and ask counsel of 
 my father, and do his bidding; so shall I at least 
 appease my soul." 
 
 So Umlimo the Dreamer prepared for his journey. 
 
 To his few trusty servants he gave charge of his 
 flocks. In his hand he took his staff. His leopard- 
 skin he bound upon his back, and hung upon his 
 beaded belt the treasures he most cared to keep. 
 Ready at the last his spear, cut and polished with 
 sharp stones, tried in the fire, such as his people knew 
 so well to use in battle. 
 
 At sunrise he would set forth. Ah ! yet he had to 
 learn how mutable is man's most fixed desire. At 
 sunrise ! Ere the sun rose Umlirno sat upon a stone 
 motionless, his spirit bowed with grief. The bitter 
 grief that tortures the poor heart with keenest sorrow, 
 the grief that, stern, relentless, cries " Too late ! too 
 late ! " 
 
 Zomfani sat beside Umlimo. Zomfani, the faithful, 
 tender elder brother, came in the night time, crying : 
 
 " Umlimo ! Umlimo ! woe ! woe ! I bring thee 
 evil tidings. Alas! our father Ubukulu is dead, is 
 dead ! Zembe the Heir rules all, and thou, Umlimo, 
 the little one, art declared outcast. Woe ! woe to 
 thee, Umlimo my brother ! "
 
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 Then Umlimo lifted up his voice and wept aloud, 
 and cried : 
 
 " O my father, my father ! And I rebelled against 
 thee, and obeyed thee not. O my father, my fath( r 
 shall I see thy face no more ? O woe is me ! " 
 
 So the two brothers sat together mourning until 
 daybreak. Then Zomfani said : 
 
 " Whither shall we flee, Umlimo ? For Zeiribe 
 will seek thee to destroy thee, that all the lands and 
 the flocks may be his. Wilt thou seek the chief 
 Sarili ? He was ever our father's friend. Peradven- 
 ture he will aid thee." 
 
 But Umlimo said : 
 
 " No, no ; not so, my brother. Ask me not to 
 show myself before Sarili in my dishonour. I will 
 hide me away in a secret cleft of the mountains, 
 where no man shall find me, and do thou return to 
 the woodlands. Zeiribe will never seek to harm thee." 
 
 Zomfani said : 
 
 " Tmlimo, before I set forth to come to thee, I 
 bestowed all that was mine own in a safe place that 1 
 might be free to come hither and abide with thee. 
 In trouble I will not forsake thee. Thy mother was 
 the daughter of a great chief ' He that was never 
 afraid.' W r hen thou wast a tender, motherless babe 
 I .loved and cared for thee. Now thou hast neither 
 father nor mother, but Zomfani, thy brother, will never 
 desert thee."
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 103 
 
 Then Umlimo wept afresh and said : 
 
 " Oh, that I had been less stubborn and heedless 
 of my father's will. I have brought trouble, not only 
 on myself, but also upon thee, my brother." 
 
 And Umlimo cast himself down upon the ground, 
 and would not be comforted, so heavy was his sorrow. 
 
 Zomfani left him all the day, for he said : 
 
 "Let him grieve and ease his heart." 
 
 But when the cool dark of night had come, 
 Zomfani spake again to his brother and said : 
 
 " Umlimo my brother, hearken a little to me. 
 Behold, I love thee well. Shall we not depart hence 
 and seek aid from friends who are powerful, since we 
 are powerless and alone ? " 
 
 Umlimo lifted himself up, and sat again upon the 
 big stone, and looked out afar into the dark night. 
 He said : 
 
 " Zomfani, thou art good ; yet even thou who 
 knowcst hast said Umlimo's mother was a princess : 
 her father, ' he that was never afraid.' Shall the son 
 shame his parents ? Return thou, Zomfani, to Zembe 
 and say, ' Thus saith Umlimo, son of Ubukulu the 
 Mighty, single combat hath ever been the proof of 
 valour of our people. Now, therefore, prove thyself, 
 O Zembe. Come thou, or send hither any chief from 
 among you that is rny equal, that he and I may face 
 one another and do battle hand to hand till one be 
 
 fallen. And abide then, thou and I, by the result. 
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 If I fall, then will I depart hence for evermore. If 
 he fall, then shall he depart, and to me shall belong 
 all that which my father, Ubukulu the Mighty, gave 
 unto me, his Right-hand son.' Return, Zomfani, and 
 take my message, and fear not for me." 
 
 Then Zomfani wept sore, and fell upon the neck 
 of Umlimo, and cried out and said : 
 
 " O woe is ine, my brother, my brother ! Would I 
 might die for thee, my father's son." 
 
 Almost before the sound of the brothers' weeping 
 had ceased, upon the night air, borne from afar in the 
 solitude came the clear note of the mocking-bird. 
 They listened ; nearer and nearer it came, and then 
 in their own tongue came the words one had already 
 learned to know : 
 
 " Umlimo, Uinlimo, awake from thy dream ; 
 The sunrise is clearer, 
 Thy Truelove is dearer, 
 Thy life-work is nearer 
 Thau all thy night fancies may seem." 
 
 Both young men rose up quickly. Zomfani would 
 have dashed forward, but Umlimo held him. With 
 heating heart, yet eager, gentle voice, he said : 
 " Barimo ! " 
 
 Zomfani trembled with fear. Not so Uinlimo. 
 He turned himself about, and noted in the south 
 the star-cross in the night sky. The comfort of
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 105 
 
 duty came to him, and lie was steadfast. To himself 
 he said : 
 
 " Sunrise I know. Truelove is not for me. Life- 
 work at last is at hand." 
 
 To Zomfani he said : 
 
 " My brother, fear not. Have we not often heard 
 the mocking-bird hitherto? Arise, go take mv 
 message to Zembe. If I have sent our dear father in 
 sorrow to his death, at least I will not dishonour him. 
 Fear not for me, O dearest brother. Peace be between 
 us for evermore." 
 
 Then Zomfani questioned no more, though much 
 he marvelled at the lad his brother, and went his 
 way out into the night 
 
 Long Umlimo stood and gazed at the star-cross, 
 and bethought him of the gentle slave-maid and 
 her Avords about it : " Doubtless to be a guide to 
 those who sought." A little he thought upon that 
 other maid. Next he remembered how she, that royal 
 maid, and all that a chief might prize, was gone from 
 him, lost by his own waywardness, because he followed 
 not the counsel of the father who loved him well, but 
 sought perversely his own will. 
 
 He sat upon a stone, and bowed his head upon 
 his knees. Aloud in the darkness he cried out and 
 said : 
 
 " I am undone, undone ! Poor, bereft, forsaken 
 
 there is no one who cares. Yet do I deserve 
 H 2
 
 io6 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 my sorrow. I have sinned. O my father, my 
 father ! " 
 
 It was yet early night. The burden of his heart 
 fell upon the still air. Then close, clear, sweet 
 again the song 
 
 " Thy Truelove is dearer, 
 Thy Truelove is dearer." 
 
 Umliino arose. Not far from him stood the veiled 
 Bariino. The starlight caught some glittering, fickle 
 sheen of gold beneath the veil. The soft, dark eyes 
 were steadfast. 
 
 Umlimo said : 
 
 " Beautiful, most beautiful upon the mountain, 
 who art thou ? " 
 
 Yet more softly this time came the song 
 
 " Thy Truelove is dearer, 
 Thy Truelove is dearer." 
 
 Uniliino thrilled to the innermost secret of his 
 soul his heart beating with rapturous joy hitherto 
 unknown. He opened wide his arms, and to his warm 
 embrace like a panting bird came the maid ; for it 
 was a maid, and no Barimo. 
 
 With passionate, quivering voice Umlimo cried : 
 
 " Who art thou, love ? " 
 
 She tore away the veil, and pressed her face to 
 his her sweet, mortal breath upon his cheek, the 
 fragrance of woodflowers amongst her hair, the magic
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 107 
 
 of triumphant love in her touch, her voice, her 
 breath. She said : 
 
 " I am thy Truelove she who has longed for theo, 
 sorrowed for thee, toiled for thee ; she who loves thee 
 beyond joy or pain, loss or gain ; she who is thy 
 pledged wife Zany ana. Love me a little, O Umlimo ! 
 Love me a little, my beloved." 
 
 VIII. 
 
 IT was not strange to Umlimo that all at once this 
 maid had won from him love's uttermost surrender. 
 If his soul had been stirred before, it was conquered 
 now. And, after great sorrow and despair, who shall 
 measure the perfect paradise of attained desire ? 
 
 Zanyana, the maid, knew only the sheltering, 
 sufficient joy of her lover's tender embrace banished 
 all recollection of toil, fatigue, distress. 
 
 Umlimo, the man, questioned his heart, amazed 
 that such supreme delight should follow on his own 
 unworthiness. 
 
 True love true love ! It feeds upon that patient 
 trust, through loss, that comes to those who lose 
 themselves for love of one. Beauty, nor wealth, nor 
 power, nor craft may win this prize. Yet doth it come 
 unasked to many a humble soul. 
 
 Umlimo had sought only for himself had 
 wrapped himself in one self-sought ideal. Sorrow and
 
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 loss had torn the cloud and glamour from his idol, 
 and dashed the idol to the ground ; yet in his loss he 
 found his heart's desire. 
 
 Ere long Umliino said : 
 
 " How earnest thou hither, Zanyana ? " 
 
 She said : 
 
 " Journeying to seek thee, Urnlimo, and Virginia the 
 slave came with me. We have dwelt ever together." 
 
 Umlimo said : 
 
 " Virginia ! " 
 
 Zanyana said : 
 
 " The maid is very gentle. I love her much, even 
 as a sister." 
 
 Umlimo said : 
 
 " Virginia, I remember, loves only the star-cross 
 in the night sky, and her far-off King." 
 
 Zanyana said : 
 
 " A chief once loved only a dream, a shadow 
 Jiarimo." 
 
 Umlimo said : 
 
 " Truly, the dream vanished, the shadow faded, but 
 the dear love is his for ever. Yet hearken to me, 
 Zanyana my beloved. Verily, thou knowest me not ; 
 behold, I am no longer that chief to whom thou wast 
 pledged. I am but a poor shepherd without flocks." 
 
 Then Umliino would have related to Zanyana all 
 his heavy tidings, but she prevented him, telling him 
 with tenderness she cared only for his love. At last
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 109 
 
 he told her how he had vowed himself to single combat 
 with one from Zembe. 
 
 Much he marvelled that the maid lightly laughed 
 and said : 
 
 " Verily, thou shalt be a great chief, my Shepherd. 
 He who is true and valiant may suffer, yet shall he 
 conquer." 
 
 Then the maid left him, nor could he persuade her 
 to disclose to him the secret of her hiding. Only she 
 promised him she would return. 
 
 Yet after the next sunset, when the maid carne not, 
 Umlimo could endure no longer, but sought hither 
 and yon, yet found her not. 
 
 At last, coining upon some great rocks that over- 
 hung a deep ravine, he discovered, well-hidden between 
 great stones, a small hut. Within were signs whereby 
 he knew someone had lately sheltered there. Now 
 it was deserted ; only in one corner lay the dark veil 
 he had seen last covering the form of his beloved. 
 
 So Umlimo knew that his bird had flown. Then 
 he bethought him of her parting words " He who is 
 true and valiant." He looked up at the dark sky, and 
 beheld again the star-cross, clear and bright before 
 him. He said : 
 
 " I, too, will journey towards it, away from these 
 mountains I have ever loved. Perchance I, too, even 
 as those other shepherds so long ago, I too may seek 
 and find."
 
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 So Umlimo took again his staff and spear and set 
 forth. 
 
 Taught by the love of two fair maids the one who 
 loved him less than he loved her the other who loved 
 him better than he loved himself. 
 
 IX. 
 
 WHEN the night was far spent, Umlimo slept a while, 
 yet awoke at early dawn. He stood a little to gaze 
 upon the land, refreshed, like him, with the cool night's 
 repose ; encouraged, like him, with fresh gold of 
 sunrise. 
 
 The mountains rose behind him, gilded with the 
 new day's new light. Before him a level plain. To 
 the west a deep valley, thick with corn, verdant with 
 rich green of towering trees and sloping pastures, 
 redolent of flowers, jubilant with the song of dawn's 
 delight sung by ten thousand birds. To the east and 
 south the blue, blue sea, sparkling with the untarnished 
 gems of earliest sunlight. Betwixt this and him fields 
 of sugar-cane. Tender, feathery green bamboo, Avind- 
 tossed against the sky, tranquil protecting palms and 
 the woodlands of his childhood's home. 
 
 As he gazed, Umlimo noted, far in the distance of 
 the valley, what seemed a cloud. Again he looked, 
 and presently beheld without question a moving mass 
 of people a glittering sheen of spears ; and upon his
 
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 ears, borne on the wings of the morning, smote a cry 
 of triumph : 
 
 " Umlimo, Umlimo the Shepherd Chief ! " 
 
 And from the east another cloud, other spears 
 catching the new sunlight, other shouting : 
 
 " Zembe the Heir, Zembe our Chief ! " 
 
 Uinlimo transfixed, yet not abashed, stood alone 
 upon the higher ground, his head thrown back, his 
 eyes aglow. In one hand his shepherd's staff, in the 
 other his well-wrought spear. The mountain mists 
 behind him. The young sunlight on his face. 
 
 Up the valley closer, closer came the multitude, 
 came and stayed. 
 
 From out the army on the west moved a single 
 chief. From out the army on the east, a chief, ad- 
 vancing both to meet him. But ere either drew nigh, 
 came yet another swiftly. And as Umlimo looked, 
 behold, it was this last, Zomfani, who reached him first. 
 
 Panting, Zomfani said : 
 
 " Umlimo my brother, lo, they come ! A chief 
 from Zembe to do battle with thee ; a chief from 
 Surili with good tidings. Fail not, O my brother, fail 
 not ! " 
 
 Umlimo, looking at his brother and perceiving his 
 anxious solicitude, forgot himself in the other's dis- 
 tress. He said : 
 
 " Content ye, my brother. I have much to gain 
 little to lose. I fear no man."
 
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 Then came the chief from Zernbe and cried : 
 
 " Hear, O Umlimo the Dreamer ! Behold, my 
 chief, Zembe the Heir of Ubukulu the Mighty, hath 
 sent me, saying, ' I defy thee ! I will give thy body to 
 the wild dogs of the plains. Thy bones shall whiten 
 in to-morrow's sun, and not a stone shall cover them. 
 Xow, therefore, defend thyself.' " 
 
 Umlimo laughed aloud, and said : 
 
 " Stand thou on one side whilst I speak with this 
 other." 
 
 Then he who came from the valley approached 
 and said : 
 
 " Hail, Umlimo, the Shepherd Chief, son of Ubukulu 
 the Mighty ! Behold, thus saith my father Sarili : 
 ' Verily I know thee well, Umlimo. Thy father 
 Ubukulu was my lifelong friend. A covenant was 
 between us twain, whereby I promised him my one 
 only daughter, Zanyana, that she should be thy wife. 
 Behold, I bring the princess and they who serve her. 
 Moreover, in my train this day also are those who own 
 thee for their chief, even as they were taught and 
 bidden by Ubukulu the Mighty before he died.' How 
 wilt thou claim thy bride, Umlimo ? " 
 
 Umlimo stepped back a pace or two. His man- 
 hood's power came upon him ; proudly he gave to 
 Zomfani his spear, his leopard skin, took in his right 
 hand his sKepherd's staff" and said : 
 
 " son of Sarili, hear me ! With my shepherd's
 
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 staff will I win my bride will I win from the usurper 
 mine own inheritance." 
 
 Then the two chiefs combatant made ready. He 
 of Zembe's camp looked well at his spear and walked 
 apart a little space with confident mien : but Umlimo 
 moved not, nor limb nor eye. 
 
 The sun, now in full power of day, shone hot be- 
 tween the two. 
 
 Amongst the throng in the west two maids stood 
 breathless, one with dark, eager eyes and panting 
 breast, one with clasped white, prayerful hands. 
 
 Swiftly came the young warrior running towards 
 his foe, his long bright spear poised as he ran, then 
 hurled with matchless aim at the heart of Umlimo. 
 
 The Shepherd Chief quailed not, nor took his stead- 
 fast gaze from off the approaching enemy. Ere the 
 spear touched him, he stepped aside to let it pass, and 
 it hurt him not. Then with a great bound he reached 
 his foe, and with his staff he felled him to the ground. 
 
 Up from the valley arose a great shout. 
 
 " Umlimo ! Umlimo is victor! Tsi ha ha ha ha the 
 weapons of Khakhabay ! " and thousands ran clamour- 
 ing to the young Shepherd Chief. He stood silent 
 above his fallen foe, still in his hand his shepherd's 
 staff. 
 
 So the people of Sarili took Umlimo and brought 
 him before Sarili, the great chief, who awaited with 
 many followers in the valley.
 
 H4 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 At her father's side stood Zanyana. Perhaps less 
 imperious than of old, but beautiful as the dawn ; 
 her up-looking eyes love-lit, her head a little bowed, 
 and behind her, kneeling with the other maids, 
 Virginia, her white hands folded above the white 
 garment that covered her form, her sea-grey eyes 
 gazing afar. 
 
 Umlimo knelt before Sarili. 
 
 Sarili said : 
 
 " Arise, my son ; thou art worthy of thy fathers. 
 Thou art no longer the Dreamer, but Umlimo the 
 Shepherd Chief. Behold, thou hast a goodly follow- 
 ing ; see all these who have chosen to leave Zembe 
 and dwell with thee." 
 
 Then Sarili took his daughter by the hand, and 
 stepping forth towards Umlimo, he placed her hand in 
 his and said : 
 
 " Behold, I give to thee my dearest treasure, my 
 one only daughter. Cherish her, for she hath toiled 
 for thee, even as thou hast fought for her." 
 
 Umlimo took reverently the hand of the maid, and 
 said: 
 
 " O Sarili, my father, I have erred much, lost 
 much, suffered much, yet am I this day requited with 
 more than I am worthy to receive. -Nevertheless, I 
 pray thee fear not for thy daughter, for she is mine 
 own truelove. I promise thee she shall be content." 
 
 Then Umlimo led Zanyana away, and all her maids
 
 DlA DE NA TAL. 1 1 5 
 
 and all they who were Umlimo's people, followed 
 shouting : 
 
 " Urnlimo, Umlimo the Shepherd Chief ! " 
 ***** 
 
 So it came at last to these two to win their heart's 
 desire, after sorrow and toil and loss and weariness. 
 Happy Umlimo ! Happy Zanyana ! Life holds but 
 one such perfect recompense. Youth heeds no future 
 fear. The sun, with zenith fervour, shone to bless 
 their troth. Who shall estimate the fulness of their 
 
 jy ? 
 
 At sunset Zanyana, wearied a little, reposed upon a 
 grassy mound, thick-grown with flowers. Softly to 
 her came Virginia and knelt beside her mistress. 
 
 She said : 
 
 " My mistress ! " 
 
 Zanyana said : 
 
 " Speak, Virginia ; what wouldst thou ? " 
 
 Virginia said : 
 
 " Art thou happy, my mistress ? " 
 
 Zanyana said : 
 
 " Virginia, my heart is glad beyond the power 
 of tongue to tell. Yet I would thou, too, wert happy. 
 Can I do aught for thee, my sister, my friend ? " 
 
 Virginia said : 
 
 " Even so, my beautiful mistress. I have heard 
 that some of Zembe's people dwell upon the yellow 
 sands by the sea. Suffer me, I pray thee, to return
 
 n6 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 and dwell with them. Perad venture a ship may arrive 
 thither again one day, and happen I may so return to 
 mine own land once more." 
 
 Zanyana gazed sadly upon the bending golden 
 head close at her side. She said : 
 
 " Would'st thou leave me then, Virginia ? " 
 
 Virginia said : 
 
 " Zanyana, my mistress, is for ever happy now. 
 Her Shepherd Chief will cherish her. As for me, I am 
 hut a poor slave an exile. If I have done aught 
 whereby I have found favour in thine eyes, O my 
 mistress, suffer me to return, if it may be, to mine own 
 land, where the people know and worship my King of 
 Love." 
 
 So Zanyana gave consent, for she could not gainsay 
 aught the slave-maid had said, seeing how hitherto 
 she had asked never any grace for herself, but had 
 ever waited on the eyes of her mistress to serve 
 her. 
 
 So these two maids embraced one another and 
 parted weeping, the one whose love by patient quest 
 had gained her heart's desire, the other whose patient 
 quest and love had gained only a saint's reward. 
 
 Now, in the early dawn, Urnlimo, the Shepherd 
 Chief, and his bride Zanyana the beautiful, Zomfani 
 the elder brother, and all they of Ubukulu's people 
 who had chosen his Right-hand son Umlimo to be their 
 chief, arose and went their way up and away into the
 
 DIA DE NATAL. 117 
 
 hill country, where the pastures of the great Draken- 
 berg Mountains slope to the south and east. 
 
 There they builded themselves houses, tilled the 
 land, and became a great people. 
 
 x. 
 
 VIRGINIA the slave returned to the seaside, and 
 dwelt with Zembe's people upon the yellow sands. 
 
 Long days and days she watched, looking out 
 upon the waves tossing white as they dashed them- 
 selves upon the sand, looking and longing for the 
 sight of a white sail upon the sea. 
 
 One day, when even before sunrise it was warm, 
 Virginia, watching, felt her heart throb with a great 
 joy. Her ship had come at last ; had come sailing 
 in the night ; now the daylight showed her as she 
 lay, the breakers past, close in to shore. 
 
 Virginia ran swiftly along the sands, nearer, 
 nearer. Then, listened, for her ears had caught the 
 sound of voices, and as she listened, lo, in her own 
 tongue she heard singing : 
 
 " And all the souls ou earth shall sing 
 On Christmas Day, on Christmas Day ; 
 
 And all the souls on earth shall sing 
 On Christmas Day in the morning." 
 
 Then Virginia knew that these had come to this 
 fair land, even as of old others had come upon the 
 day they called " Dia de Natal."
 
 n8 LEGENDARY LANDMARKS OF AFRICA. 
 
 XI. 
 
 MOONS and moons after Umlimo had reached in 
 triumph his own mountain land a message came to him. 
 
 One evening, after sunset, a stranger walked to- 
 wards him as he lingered on the hillside, and said : 
 
 " Behold, O chief, the white maid Virginia hath 
 left her home upon the sea sands, and sailed away in 
 a ship with some who knew to speak her tongue. 
 Ere she left, she prayed me that I would bring this 
 to thee, saying, ' He will remember the star-cross.' " 
 
 Then the stranger gave into Umlimo's hand, in the 
 gathering dark, a bunch of white ixias, fastened and 
 bound with a bit of blue ribbon, that once had held 
 the silver cross about Virginia's neck. 
 
 Then the man went his way. 
 
 ***** 
 
 Umlimo stood long in the darkness, watching till 
 in the south he could see the star-cross in the night 
 sky. 
 
 The ixias in his hand burdened the air with their 
 sweet subtle perfume. 
 
 ***** 
 
 If a pain smote upon Umlimo's heart, it was for 
 the fair slave who had said to him : " Shepherds have 
 ever sought more for others than for themselves," and 
 who had faithfully and only loved her Shepherd King. 
 
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