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At length he looked up, tossing back his grey locks, and said: "I see s in the dust Oh, yes, it is alive, it is alive, and

tells s Show that you are alive, O Dust Look!"

As he spoke, throwing his hands upwards, there arose at his very feet

one of those tiny and incomprehensible inds hich all who

know South Africa will be faether; it

lifted it in a tall, spiral coluht of

fifty feet or more Then it died away as suddenly as it had coain over Zikali, over the King, and over three

of his sons who sat behind him Those three sons, I remember, were named

Tshonkweni, Dabulesinye, and Mantantashiya As it chanced, by a strange

coincidence all of these were killed at the great battle of the Tugela

of which I have to tell

Now again an exclamation of fear and wonder rose fro of the dust at Zikali's very feet not to natural

causes, but to the power of histhe King, rose hurriedly and shook and brushed it

from their persons with a zeal that was not, I think, inspired by a ain in his terrible