“Then it grew quite dark, and presently out of the darkness I heard a voice—­it was that of the leader of the soldiers who had escorted us—­calling us to come down.  We replied that it was too dark to move, we should hit our feet against the stones.  He insisted upon our descending, and we flatly refused, saying that if any attempt was made to dislodge us we would fire.  After that, as they had no real intention of attacking us in the dark, the men withdrew, but we saw from the fires which were lit around that they were keeping a strict watch upon our position.

“That night was a wearing one, for we never quite knew how the situation was going to develop.  Fortunately we had some cooked food with us, so we did not starve.  It was lucky, however, that we drunk our fill before coming up, for, as I had anticipated, there was not a drop of water on the koppie.

“At length the night wore away, and with the first tinge of light I began to go my rounds, and stumbling along the stony paths, to make things as ready as I could for the attack, which I felt sure would be delivered before we were two hours older.  The men were cramped and cold, and consequently low-spirited, but I exhorted them to the best of my ability, bidding them remember the race from which they sprang, and not to show the white feather before a crowd of Matuku dogs.  At length it began to grow light, and presently I saw long columns of men advancing towards the koppie.  They halted under cover at a distance of about a hundred and fifty yards, and just as the dawn broke a herald came forward and called to us.  Our captain stood up upon a rock and answered him.

“‘These are the words of Wambe,’ the herald said.  ’Come forth from the koppie, and give over the evil-doers, and go in peace, or stay in the koppie and be slain.’

“‘It is too early to come out as yet,’ answered our man in fine diplomatic style.  ’When the sun sucks up the mist then we will come out.  Our limbs are stiff with cold.’

“‘Come forth even now,’ said the herald.

“‘Not if I know it, my boy,’ said I to myself; but the captain replied that he would come out when he thought proper, and not before.

“‘Then make ready to die,’ said the herald, for all the world like the villain of a transpontine piece, and majestically stalked back to the soldiers.

“I made my final arrangements, and looked anxiously at the mountain crest a couple of miles or so away, from which the mist was now beginning to lift, but no column of smoke could I see.  I whistled, for if the attacking force had been delayed or made any mistake, our position was likely to grow rather warm.  We had barely enough water to wet the mouths of the men, and when once it was finished we could not hold the place for long in that burning heat.

“At length, just as the sun rose in glory over the heights behind us, the Matuku soldiers, of whom about fifteen hundred were now assembled, set up a queer whistling noise, which ended in a chant.  Then some shots were fired, for the Matuku had a few guns, but without effect, though one bullet passed just by a man’s head.