off with their tails up a regular stampede, voorloopers 

 and drivers yelling like mad, all the loose things 

 shaking out of the waggons, and Tom nearly in a 

 fit from running, shouting and swearing." 



Judging by the laughter, there was only one person 

 present who did not understand the joke, and I had 

 to ask with some misgiving who was this Jim who 

 needed so much care and feeding, and caused such a 

 scare. 



There was another burst of laughter as they guessed 

 my thoughts, and it was Bob who answered me : 

 " Only a lion, lad not a wild man or a lunatic ! Only 

 a young lion ! Sold him to the Zoo, and had to 

 deliver him in Durban." 



" Well, you fairly took me in with the name ! " 

 " Oh ! Jim ? Well that's his pet name. His 

 real name is Dabulamanzi. Jim, my hunting boy, 

 caught him, so we call him Jim out of compliment," 

 he added with a grin. " But Jim called him Dabula- 

 manzi, also out of compliment, and I think that was 

 pretty good for a nigger." 



" You see," said Bob, for the benefit of those who 

 were not up in local history, " Dabulamanzi, the big 

 fighting General in the Zulu War, was Jim's own chief 

 and leader ; and the name means * The one who 

 conquers the waters.' : 



Then one of the others exclaimed : " Oh ! Of 

 course, that's how you got him, isn't it : caught him 

 in a river ? Tell us what did happen, Bob. What's 

 the truth of it ? It seemed a bit steep as I heard 

 it." 



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