
 
		shapes  and  forms,  and  it  was  very  evident  from  the  prevailing  
 signs that there would soon he a grand beer-drinking  
 bout. 
 John had been  out that  morning  and had killed  a  magnificent  
 eland bull with the finest head I  ever saw. 
 The  king’s  boys  took  possession  of  the  hut  which  my  
 Inyota  men had  occupied, who therefore, being turned  out,  
 formed  a large  circle  of  fires  in front  of my hut.  Shortly  
 after our arrival crowds of  people  assembled in what X have  
 termed the plaza—that is to say the open space in the centre  
 of  the town, between the hut  in which I  was quartered  and  
 the  house  of  Senhor  Eubero.  Numbers  of  drums  were  
 placed in a row.  The feast had evidently begun. 
 John said  that the Inyota or Makorikori, who had accompanied  
 us  so far, would  be sure to remain until  the  close  of  
 the festivities.  One  and  all  the  boys  seemed  beside themselves  
 with joy at the thought of returning home;  for I  had  
 told  them  that  they would  all  be  paid, and  might  retrace  
 their  steps whenever they wished  to  do  so.  Enlivened  by  
 this  happy news, they threw themselves heart and soul  into  
 the  convivialities  of  the  hour.  Native  beer  flowed  like  
 running water,  and  koodoo  and  eland  meat were  to.be had  
 in  abundance,  for  quantities  which  John  and  myself  had  
 shot had been dried in the sun. 
 The  open  centre  of  the  town  swarmed  with  ebonised  
 humanity.  Sounds  of  song  and  jubilant  shouts  mingled  
 with  the  throbbing  vibrations  of  the  everlasting  drum,  
 breaking  with  droll  and  savage  harmonies  the  natural  
 stillness  of  the  forest  air.  The  noise  rose  and  fell  like  
 Tnlling  waves  of  sound,  or  like  the  spasmodic  drone  of  a  
 rising gale. 
 Dark-skinned  maidens  danced  merrily  and  sang  their  
 shrillest  notes,  keeping  time  as  they  stamped  the  ground, 
 throwing their bodies alternately  right  and left,  and following  
 each  other  through  the  snake-like  windings  of  their  
 frolicsome  fandango.  With  more  solemnity  the  older  
 women,  bearing  upon  their  backs  the  young  ones,  whose  
 little  heads would wag  in  every way, as  if  they were  fixed  
 on  the  universal  joint  principle,  while  their  mothers  with  
 great  flat  feet  entered  upon  the  dance  with  a  serious  
 earnestness of purpose. 
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