“Liyunyi lia lila ba mawa, lia nchingisha winga wa ku yanda nka yami, ba yaya ba ya shilunga.” The birds have eaten my mother, they have made me live alone and be poor, all my relatives are dead. “Numwaka likuwana lia lile ba mawa.” This year they will eat your mother (and you will be poor to). “Kasongo ku li mwene Shindi na litunga liendi.” Kasongo has gone to the chief shindi, and to his country. “Nkaka lwabila wa matunga.” You my master are lord of the countries. SILUI “Ka nuwe mbu wa Libonda wa mona ka tu tjimba-tjimba.” The hippo of Libonda jumps in. You see him swimming. “Ka mona wato ba lipe wa fulanga meyi matungu.” He sees a boat near the bank, he shakes the water at the bottom. SINKOYA. “Lwabila tu lienga nobe twa bula ku bwala maliata, tu liye ku shima ku malovu nkaka tu lenga nobe.” Chief we will eat your food, if you cannot give us presents give us meal and beer, Chief, to eat. SILUI. “Silwale, Silwale wa manitondo kasa lilume lile lile.” Silwale, Silwale of Namitondo is not a very big man. “Kalume ka masumango, Silwale, Silwale.” A short man, Silwale, Silwale. MBUNDA. “Ipulani Kawanda, Kawanda, wa ya bika binakwata ku buta bwa ma ndundu banjitwila kabunga.” Ask Kawanda, Kawanda is gone who holds my gun and grinds my meal for me. “Chinyanga wa ya, mama, soka ko komwalile ba ndumba na chisumpa, ba li munjubo na ba ningula.” The hunter is gone, my mother, shut the door to keep out the lions and the leopards, so say the people in the huts. “Chilambu change, tangwa lia kuta na tate mukuzomba chilambu change njiambata mikila.” The day I go hunting with my father I will carry my blanket and (wild beast) tails. [Illustration: “Liyumbo,” or Food-tribute] [Illustration: Travelling in Barotseland] CHAPTER VIII. Barozi Legends. There are many legends amongst the Barozi, very few of them are historical, and they are more like our fairy tales. Many of them have equivalents among other native races, though generally differing in title. A selection is given herewith. MWALIYE.