Allan's Wife and Other Tales, 1st UK Edition

Contents

Contents

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We spoke no word—we had no words to speak

I told him that the fire from above would not hurt white men

'Indaba-zimbi, my friend,' I said, 'you may be a good witch-doctor, but you are certainly a fool'

Northwards

On rushed the elephant, awful to see

He was dead

The Fire-Fight

The Zulu Impi

Early Days

Mine must be a bad one seeing that my people wanted to kill me for exposing an impostor

I have shot many hundreds of them since, but have never again attempted to do so on horseback

I dropped the reins and, raising my gun, fired point blank at the left-hand man

The end of the laager

I prefer to accept the first alternative

'Hendrika, Hendrika, bring the horses here!'

'See that the "Baboon-woman" does not run away into the mountains with the little white one'

'Be careful, Macumazahn, or the Star will set!'

'Let us go in, Allan!'

I looked through the passage and saw that the gulley was black with baboons

Crouched by Stella's grave, and tearing at its sods with her hands, as though she would unearth that which lay within, was Hendrika

Then she was gone

Now the fight is going to begin

'Forward sped the Zulus straight to the laager, striving to force a way in'

The Baboon-Woman

I never saw such a jump, and could not conceive what she meant to do

At first my wife signed hers 'Stella' only, but her father bade her write it Stella Carson for the first and last time in her life

At last I had, if only for a little while, found that rest

The brutes streamed down the gloomy gulf towards me

Furious at the loss of their two comrades, they obeyed me

What Happened to Stella

At last I heard a faint shouting that reached me through the wall of rock

Fifteen Years After

How long will it be before I find her once again

The Marble Kraals

Under her loving care the child had been quite transformed

Hendrika Plots Evil

Gone!

The air resounded with the wailing of women, and the men went about with bowed heads

In all we were about a hundred men

The Magic of Indaba-Zimbi

Wailing terribly, she rushed down the gully

She gave one cry, then, as I caught her in my arms, she fainted