The Mission; or Scenes in AfricaMarryat, Frederick
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The Mission; or Scenes in Africa
Marryat, Frederick
Adventure stories; Africa -- Fiction
"`This war,' said he, `British chiefs, is an unjust one, for you are
striving to extirpate a people whom you have forced to take up arms.
When our fathers and the fathers of the boors first settled on the
Zurweld, they dwelt together in peace. Their flocks grazed the same
bills, their herdsmen smoked out of the same pipe; they were brothers
until the herds of the Amakosa (Caffres) increased so much as to make
the hearts of the Dutch boors sore. What those covetous men could not
get from our fathers for old buttons, they took by force. Our fathers
were men; they loved their cattle; their wives and children lived upon
milk; they fought for their property; they began to hate the colonists,
who coveted their all, and aimed at their destruction.
"`Now their kraals and our fathers' kraals were separate. The boors
made commandoes for our fathers; our fathers drove them out of the
Zurweld, and we dwelt there because we had conquered it; there we
married wives; there our children were born; the white men hated us, but
could not drive us away; when there was war, we plundered you; when
there was peace, some of our bad people stole; but our chiefs forbade
it.
"`We lived in peace; some bad people stole, perhaps; but the nation was
quiet; Gaika stole; his chiefs stole; you sent him copper; you sent him
beads; you sent him horses, on which he rode to steal more; to _us_ you
only sent _commandoes_. We quarrelled with Gaika about grass;--no
business of yours; you send a commando; you take our last cow; you leave
only a few calves, which die for want, and so do our children; you give
half the spoil to Gaika; half you kept yourselves.
"`Without milk; our corn destroyed; we saw our wives and children
perish: we followed, therefore, the tracks of our cattle into the
colony; we plundered, and we fought for our lives; we found you weak,
and we destroyed your soldiers; we saw that we were strong, and we
attacked your head-quarters, and if we had succeeded, our right was
good, for you began the war; we failed, and you are here.
"`We wish for peace; we wish to rest in our huts; we wish to get milk
for our children; our wives wish to till the land; but your troops cover
the plains, and swarm in the thickets, where they cannot distinguish the
men from the women, and shoot _all_. You wish us to submit to Gaika;
that man's face is fair to you, but his heart is false; leave him to
himself; make peace with us: let him fight for himself; and we shall not
call upon you for help; set Mokanna at liberty, and all our chiefs will
make peace with you at any time you fix; but if you still make war, you
may indeed kill the last man of us, but Gaika shall not rule over the
followers of those who think him a woman.'
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