IN AFRICAN FOREST AND JUNGLE 



Andekko? Ndova's voice was not to be heard. 

 Was he killed also ? I looked at " Bulldog," then 

 lay flat on the ground and crawled, like a snake, on 

 my stomach towards the man. I lost sight of him 

 for a few seconds, and I thought he had gone. 

 " Then," said I to myself, '^ our abode has been dis- 

 covered, and this man has gone to tell the news to his 

 people, who will surely come and attack us." 



Fortunately I got sight of the man again. I stood 

 perfectly still, watching him through the jungle. 

 Suddenly it occurred to me that his skin was of the 

 same color as that of Rogala. I looked and looked. 

 Yes, it was Rogala. There was no mistake about it. 

 I recognized his body, though at first I could not 

 recognize his face, for it was so disfigured by being 

 painted with ochre. One side was yellow, the other 

 side white, and his forehead was red. 

 - But what was he doing? I came nearer and watched. 

 I saw his idol by his side, and near it skulls of ani- 

 mals, pieces of broken plates from the white man's 

 country, and some large sea-shells. I recognized the 

 skulls as those of nshiegos and two or three as those 

 of monkeys. I saw Rogala bury them at the foot of 

 the ladder; then he covered them with earth, put dead 

 leaves upon the spot, and tried to make it as natural- 

 looking as it was before. Then he went to the place 



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