come with thee. I have got my gun,
which I saved from the Liemba, and I should like to try a shot at an
elephant. Moto is a great hunter, and he shall teach me how to tickle
the tail and hams of one; thou hast never heard him tell the story. Oh,
it is such an incredible one! but he never tells a lie to me."

"Does Moto say he tickled the tail of an elephant? if it is true, he has
done more than old Soltali himself. Soltali has done some wonderful
things with elephants too, but he never did anything like this.
However, we shall see how he acts before a real wild elephant. We shall
watch him--eh, Selim?"

"Oh, I shall have my eyes on him, depend on it; but when shall we go,
Kalulu?"

"At daybreak to-morrow. To-night Soltali must sing the elephant
hunting-song of the hunters, and must give each of the hunters a charm,
since he is too old to accompany us. I shall take fifty men with me, so
that we can make a strong party. If Ferodia catches us in the woods he
would make short work of us, and my head would not remain long on my
shoulders if he caught me; for then he knows he would be king."

"Why, thou art not going near his country, surely! because I would
rather stop here, if thou art. I want to see no more of Ferodia," said
Selim in alarm.

"Be at ease, my brother. I go not near him with the best fifty men that
the Watuta can count. I go in a different direction, south-east; he
lives south-west, south of the Liemba Lake."

"All right; but really thou didst frighten me. My back fairly tingles
at the thought of Tifum, and Tifum is with Ferodia."

"Yet, my brother, thou didst hit him a blow in the face, and Moto--
cunning man--said he saw it, and said it was well done."

"I wish the blow had gone through his head, then my mind would be at
ease, for that man is my bane--my Afrit. [Afrit is a bad spirit with
the Moslems.] Even when I am at Zanzibar I shall think of that man."

"There, enough, my brother; I will put one of my barbed arrows through
his throat the first time I see him, for thy sake. Go and prepare thy
gun, and bullets, and medicine powder, and to-night thou must attend to
the song of the doctor, or thou shalt have bad luck with us in the
hunt." And Kalulu turned away with light hounding steps, which soon
carried him away from his Arab brother.

At night--probably at the hour of nine with us, the moon being up--a
long, low, rumbling roll of the largest goma brought the destined
hunters,