times they crossed the river, hunting in the plains, for game was

scarce on the mountain, and the people of the kraal would come out,

hearing the mighty howling, and watch the pack sweep across the veldt,

and with them a man or men. Then they would say that the ghosts were

abroad and creep into their huts shivering with fear. But as yet the

Wolf-Brethren and their pack killed no men, but game only, or, at

Now when Umslopogaas had abode some moons in the Watch Mountain, on a

night he dreamed of Nada, and awakening soft at heart, bethought