96 THE TRADITION OF RA'LOLO. 



Tulare heard of this, and straightway went to attack Zebe- 

 diela with a big army, but allowed that tribe to believe that he 

 was not out against them, but for the cattle that they talked of. 

 At first he passed their kraal, but, when on the other side, he 

 sent word to call them to show him those herds. When 

 Moletlane's men came, he ordered all the young men of his and 

 their army to a certain distant camp, and as soon as they had 

 left, he fell, with his men, upon the men of Moletlane and killed 

 them all. The young men of Moletlane, hearing of this, fled 

 away. Tulare did not burn their kraal. He did not even take 

 all the goods, nor all the cattle, from the old woman-chief, mother 

 of the dead Chief Lekoba. Tulare went home rich in cattle. 



Shortly after. Tulare made his greatest expedition, up Steel- 

 poort, passing the Mapoch's, Maleoskop, far into the Waterberg 

 and Zoutpansberg District, up to Ganana (Blauwberg), and 

 back over the Draken Mountains. The whole mass of Natives 

 of Transvaal, afraid to fight, asked for peace, and gave tribute, 

 except Moletake (north of Pietersburg). 



When back at home, he said : " The whole world I have 

 conquered. There is only one single man, near me, whom I 

 cannot conquer, Modimo (God)." A time of great peace now 

 ensued, as far as Vaal River, and further. 



Wherever there was trouble, he sent his sons, and no longer 

 went personally. He was never cruel, and gave many presents. 

 His numerous cattle-herds covered the country from the Lolu to 

 the Komati River. In his judgments he was impartial. His 

 wives were innumerable. His chief sons were: Malekut, Mat- 

 sebe, Pethedi, Sekwati, Makopole, Makgeru and Sebas. 



Behind his house there was a hill, which is still pointed out, 

 and which nobody, no Induna, no child nor woman, was allowed 

 to step on. He reserved this hill for himself alone. 



Regarding the period, we can only estimate it by this : 

 Tulare's fourth son, Sekwati. died in 1861, an old man. Allow- 

 ing him to have been 90 to 100 years of age, would bring us 

 back to about 1761 as the time of Tulare. 



Sometimes his Indunas and people in the morning were 

 astonished to find strange tracks ( horses' ) at the back of Tulare's 

 huts, round his famout Witgat (Mo'lope) tree. 



Many times his son. Makgeru, was reported to be sick, and 

 was not seen for a long time. He was secretly sent to the white 

 men at the sea coast, and brought back from there many useful 

 things. 



As Tulare grew old he saw, with great pain, the jealousy 

 amongst, h's sons. Once he is said to have told them : " This* 

 great capital will one day become a wilderness. The ostrich wills 

 lay its eggs under this Mo'lope tree, and the rhinoceros will rub 

 itself against it." 



