the terror of their kraal, which was but a small place—­a cattle kraal of the great chief Wambe’s, where they lived to keep the cattle.  And now of late these elephants had done them much damage; but last night they had destroyed a whole patch of mealie land, and he feared that if they came back they would all starve next season for want of food.  Would the mighty white man then be pleased to come and kill the elephants?  It would be easy for him to do—­oh, most easy!  It was only necessary that he should hide himself in a tree, for there was a full moon, and then when the elephants appeared he would speak to them with the gun, and they would fall down dead, and there would be an end of their troubling.

“Of course I hummed and hawed, and made a great favour of consenting to his proposal, though really I was delighted to have such a chance.  One of the conditions that I made was that a messenger should at once be despatched to Wambe, whose kraal was two days’ journey from where I was, telling him that I proposed to come and pay my respects to him in a few days, and to ask his formal permission to shoot in his country.  Also I intimated that I was prepared to present him with ‘hongo,’ that is, blackmail, and that I hoped to do a little trade with him in ivory, of which I heard he had a great quantity.

“This message the old gentleman promised to despatch at once, though there was something about his manner which showed me that he was doubtful as to how it would be received.  After that we struck our camp and moved on to the kraal, which we reached about an hour before sunset.  This kraal was a collection of huts surrounded by a slight thorn-fence, perhaps there were ten of them in all.  It was situated in a kloof of the mountain down which a rivulet flowed.  The kloof was densely wooded, but for some distance above the kraal it was free from bush, and here on the rich deep ground brought down by the rivulet were the cultivated lands, in extent somewhere about twenty or twenty-five acres.  On the kraal side of these lands stood a single hut, that served for a mealie store, which at the moment was used as a dwelling-place by an old woman, the first wife of our friend the head man.

“It appears that this lady, having had some difference of opinion with her husband about the extent of authority allowed to a younger and more amiable wife, had refused to dwell in the kraal any more, and, by way of marking her displeasure, had taken up her abode among the mealies.  As the issue will show, she was, it happened, cutting off her nose to spite her face.

“Close by this hut grew a large baobab tree.  A glance at the mealie grounds showed me that the old head man had not exaggerated the mischief done by the elephants to his crops, which were now getting ripe.  Nearly half of the entire patch was destroyed.  The great brutes had eaten all they could, and the rest they had trampled down.  I went up to their spoor and started back in amazement—­never had I seen such a spoor before.  It was simply enormous, more especially that of one old bull, that carried, so said the natives, but a single tusk.  One might have used any of the footprints for a hip-bath.