my own blood, and bring their women to slavery and their children to

"'Big words for a young mouth,' said my father. 'Yet shall you live to

bring these things about, Galazi. This I know of you now in my hour of

death: you shall be a wanderer for a few years of your life, child of

Siguyana, and wandering in another land you shall die a man's death,

and not such a death as yonder witch has given to me.' Then, having

spoken thus, he lifted up his head, looked at me, and with a great

"Now I passed out of the hut dragging the body of the dead girl after