Swallow: A Tale of the Great TrekHaggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
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Swallow: A Tale of the Great Trek
Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
Historical fiction; South Africa -- History -- Great Trek, 1836-1840 -- Fiction; Transvaal (South Africa) -- Fiction
For fourteen days’ journey they travelled thus, and during that time
nothing of note happened to them, except that twelve men and Sihamba’s
brown mule were lost in crossing a flooded river, whereof there were
many in their path. The country through which they passed was populated
by Kaffirs, but these tribes were too small and scattered to attempt to
oppose so large an army, nor did the men of Sigwe do them any mischief
beyond taking such grain and meal as they required for food.
On the fourteenth day, however, they reached the boundary of the
territories of a very powerful tribe of Pondo blood, and here they
halted while messengers were sent forward to the Pondo chief, saying
that with him Sigwe had no quarrel, and asking for a safe-conduct for
the army while passing through his lands. On the third day these
messengers returned, accompanied by an embassy from the Pondo chief,
that after much talk, though to all appearance unwillingly, gave Sigwe
the promise of safe-conduct upon condition that he made a present of
ceremony of one ox to their ruler. Now Sihamba noticed that while the
envoys were talking, their eyes wandered all about, taking note of
every thing, and especially of the number of the soldiers and of
Suzanne, who sat beside Sigwe during the _indaba_, or council.
“These are no true men,” she thought to herself, and made a plan. In
the evening she visited the camp of the envoys who had heard already
that she was a famous doctoress, and offered her services to them for
payment should any of them chance to need the boon of her magic arts.
They laughed, answering that they wanted neither charms nor
divinations, but that she should see a certain young man, a servant in
their train, who was very sick with love and had bought philtres from
every doctor in their country without avail, wherewith to soften the
heart of a girl who would have nothing to do with him. When Sihamba,
without seeming to speak much of it, had drawn from them all that she
wished to know of the story of this man and girl, and with it other
information, though they won little enough from her, she took her
leave, and so set her trap that at night when all were asleep the young
man came to consult her in a place apart.
Now she looked at him and said at once, without suffering him to speak:
“Let me see. Your name is so-and-so, and you are in love with such a
girl, who turns away from you;” and she went on to tell him things
which he thought were known only to himself.
“Wonderful,” he said, “wonderful! But say, lady doctoress, can you help
me, for my heart is water because of this girl?”
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