se to his feet, and drawing himself up to his full
height, addressed himself to Grenville.

"O my father," said he, "think ye these people here can fight, think ye
that they can travel on a long, weary road? For thus shall the matter
go:--Seest thou, my father, that yonder comes the dawn. At dawn, next
day but one, will the evil Black One, backed by all his wicked host,
fall on the white men as they sleep close by the burning mountain; and
it shall be, my father, that while the Black One sets a snare for the
white men, we ourselves will set a snare for him. Thus, when he rises
to fire upon our friends, will we fire on him and his, and take him by
surprise. Then will our friends upon the mountain wake and shoot their
shots. So shall the Black One find himself between two heavy fires.
But think upon the weary way, my father, for much I doubt that few will
win it, and therein lies my fear; for, spread out wide upon the veldt
and weakened, Zero will eat us up, and stamp us flat for ever. Well,
even so, my father, we can but try, and if we die 'twill be a brave
man's death, facing a savage foe."

Grenville detailed the whole scheme to the Mormons, urging its adoption
without a moment's delay, in view of the tremendous journey--quite a
hundred English miles--which must be accomplished at high pressure if
they would save the first detachment, and, indeed, themselves; for, if
Zero once disposed of half their army, with the enormous force at his
back, he would very soon render an account of the remainder.

Our friend recommended that the entire band should start at once, and
push on at top speed until the sun was too hot to allow of further
progress; then, after resting in the heat of the day--the moon being,
fortunately, at the full--they must go for their lives throughout the
summer night, until the advent of the sun again drove them from the
road, resuming their journey with the cool of evening, and so go ever
forward, and hope to be in time. Clearly, there was nothing else for
it, and the Mormons rapidly assented to the plan, and all filed out of
the room, leaving the Zulu where he sat, for exhausted nature had
asserted her rights, and the man was fast asleep.

The Mormon force could not leave the place under an hour, and from long
experience of the ways of these active children of the veldt, Grenville
well knew that that precious hour would give back to the great Zulu all
his magnificent powers, and enable him to