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

Contents

Contents

List of full-page illustrations

On rushed the elephant, awful to see

He was dead

The Zulu Impi

The Fire-Fight

Early Days

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

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

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!'

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

The Baboon-Woman

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

What Happened to Stella

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

Fifteen Years After

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

The brutes streamed down the gloomy gulf towards me

How long will it be before I find her once again

The Marble Kraals

Under her loving care the child had been quite transformed

Gone!

Wailing terribly, she rushed down the gully

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

The Magic of Indaba-Zimbi

In all we were about a hundred men

We spoke no word—we had no words to speak

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

Northwards

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

Hendrika Plots Evil

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

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

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

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

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

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