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guns, and those who have them rarely hit us when they 

 shoot. In fact, we often make a raid in broad dayhght. 

 There is instantly a hue and cry. The Kafirs seize their 

 assegais and knob-kerries and rush with their dogs to give 

 us battle. Hastily tearing off all the mealies we can, we 

 make off. Our strong men fall to the rear, and if any dog 

 should be so venturesome as to approach too near, he 

 quickly loses his life. A strong warrior baboon plays 

 greater havoc amongst a pack of dogs than does a lion or 

 a leopard. One of our leaders is a match for any two large 

 dogs. He will keep at bay a whole pack of the ordinary 

 Kafir dog type. A full-sized baboon is as large as a mastiff 

 or a wolf. His arm, chest, neck, and shoulder muscles are 

 enormous. Being able to use his four limbs like you do 

 your arms, and having such great teeth, he is a foe of no 

 mean order. 



THE HUMAN WOMENFOLK 



Most of us are not a bit afraid of the human womenfolk. 

 We have learned from experience that they will rarely 

 show fight. Away out on the lonely farms the womenfolk 

 dare not venture into our haunts. Knowing they will not 

 fight, we advance upon them, and by barking, erecting our 

 mane, and showing our teeth, we terrify them almost to 

 death. Sometimes some of our folk chase them and tear 

 their clothes. Our womenfolk are very vindictive, and 

 sometimes have done them serious injury. You cannot 

 blame them. Your womenfolk would do the same, I dare- 

 say, under similar circumstances. The menfolk kill us and 

 our children, on every possible occasion, and also capture 

 and enslave numbers of our people. It is, therefore, 

 natural that we should look upon all of you as our bitterest 

 enemies. 



The womenfolk fear us so much that they rarely go into 



