MEMBA SASA 



abandon of the native in relaxation; but always a 

 taut efficiency and a never-failing self-respect. 



Naturally, behind such a fixed moral fibre must 

 always be some moral idea. When a man lives up 

 to a real, not a pompous dignity, some ideal must 

 inform it. Memba Sasa's ideal was that of the 

 Hunter. 



He was a gunbearer; and he considered that a good 

 gunbearer stood quite a few notches above any 

 other human being, save always the white man, of 

 course. And even among the latter Memba Sasa 

 made great differences. These differences he kept 

 to himself, and treated all with equal respect. 

 Nevertheless, they existed, and Memba Sasa very 

 well knew that fact. In the white world were two 

 classes of masters: those who hunted well, and those 

 who were considered by them as their friends and 

 equals. Why they should be so considered Memba 

 Sasa did not know, but he trusted the Hunter's 

 judgment. These were the bzvanas, or masters. 

 All the rest were nicvely mazungos, or, "white men." 

 To their faces he called them bzvana, but in his heart 

 he considered them not. 



Observe, I say those who hunted well. Memba 

 Sasa, in his profession as gunbearer, had to accom- 

 pany those who hunted badly. In them he took no 

 pride; from them he held aloof in spirit; but for them 



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