e wrong. Katalambula was just. As
Katalambula was just, so shall I be. When Katalambula was young, he was
strong, he was brave, he was a lion in war. When I shall be a full
warrior, I shall be strong, I shall be brave, I shall be a lion in war.
Katalambula was wise. Ah! I am young, I am not wise; but I have
Soltali, Katalambula's friend, with me. I have the same elders, the
councillors, and the magic doctors; their wisdom they will give me when
trouble comes, and by their wisdom shall I be wise. There is peace in
the land to-day; the Watuta are rich and prosperous. There is no
sickness amongst the people, neither is there disease in the herds, or
in the flocks. But the dark days may come, when a strong enemy shall
come upon the land; yet not before Kalulu shall know it. Sickness may
come; but who can prevent the bad spirits that visit us with baleful
disease and thin our warriors, and make us poor in flocks and herds?
Yet Kalulu shall be ready with his sacrifices and his potent medicine to
soften the hearts of the bad spirits. It is well. The Watuta love
Kalulu; they have made him their King. When the time comes, and
necessity demands, Kalulu will die for the Watuta. I have spoken."

Having finished his Oration, Kalulu retired from amongst the people, and
went into his own hut, where he found Selim and Abdullah, Simba and
Moto, conversing upon the events of the last two days.

The four rose to receive him courteously, and offered him a clean
ox-hide to sit upon, and began to condole with him upon the loss of the
King who loved him so much.

"Ah! yes, he was a dear, good man. My going out and coming in he
watched like a lioness her whelps. He was proud of me, too; for he said
I had the eyes of Loralamba, his father, and carried my head like him.
He often said that I should make the Watuta a great nation, greater than
it was in the time of Loralamba. He told me, a little before I went
away after the elephants, how to behave myself when I should become
King, and advised me to travel with a great many warriors all around
Ututa, and see for myself how great my country is, and who pay the
tribute and who do not; because, he said, when Kings forget their people
their people forget who is their King, and set up for themselves. Then
quarrels begin, and war follows, and tribes rise against one another,
and a nation becomes weak. I mean to follow his advice; and when the
next moon is full, begin the journey.