Griffith, Farran, Okeden, and Welsh

Northwards

Hendrika Plots Evil.

The End of the Laager.

Stella.

Stella.

'See, sir, here is water in your own bottle.'

The Fire-Fight.

On rushed the elephant, awful to see.

The Magic of Indaba-Zimbi

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

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

Early Days.

The brutes streamed down the gloomy gulf towards me

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

In all we were about a hundred men

What was found in the pool.

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.

We spoke no word—we had no words to speak

Contents.

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

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

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.'

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