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I slaughtered the lamb, and divided it among the elders. 
But the lamb choked one of the aged ones. . . . 
Then he took the dipper to the stream, 
That he might drink and swallow. 
(Contributed by Legabo of Cape Town.) 
The original is as follows : 
Ke nna Thamanyane ea Ramatsikitlinyane (i.e. leopard) 
ngwana wa mosali wa Kgwali : 
nka lenaka o le kgolele fatshe, 
bashemaDe ba le nke motiitii. 
Ba itse " Tse ts'wana ha li ote 
empa lehlabula li hlole li re khathatsa." 
Ka thwalla maborokoane fateng sa Moluane, 
ka hata lereli ka thella : 
ka tswa ke sikere lithebe tsa banna sekwankwetla : 
ka hlaba konyana, ka ea ka e abela maqheku : 
eaba konyana e khama leqheku ; 
eaba le kakalatsa liho ho ea nokeng, 
ho ea theosetsa nama. 
No. 3. A seTaung piece : 
Lesa, buabua lechabana : 
Mosali o lebetse Lekete RaMpioane, 
0 lolobetse a ea tlung. 
A ba a tsoha ka meso a le hleka. 
Lesa, u hlomme thebe thoteng : 
Bashanyana, le se ke la e ts'oara, 
Ke thebe ea molisana Selemo. 
Lelothoane, mphahle, ke ee holimo, 
Ke ee bona likhomo tsa mokan'a me. 
Ka kena kahare, ka otla lekaba 
Le maoto a meleka. 
Se ntshoere, Phakoe-e-tshoenyana 
Ea selemong ha Motsetse. 
Nonyana ena, ho thoe'ng, ke Ra- 
Potieti % 
Ke re, ke e romme mollo ka morung : 
E ne e fihla e qhonokha molomony- 
ana. 
L., tell a varied tale : 
the woman hath forgot Lekete, the 
father of Mpioane, 
She goes straight to the house : 
but she rose early and bright (pure). 
L., you have planted the shield on 
the hill : 
Lads, touch it not, 
it is the shield of Spring the herdboy. 
Salvifolia, let me brush past thee and 
go up 
to see the cattle of my mate. 
I entered within, I smote the ox (to 
be slaughtered at his marriage) 
with a crooked shin. 
It seized me, little white hawk 
at the precipice (of the Viervoet) at 
M.'s place. (M. was headman of 
the village at Orange Springs, near 
Modderpoort, O.F.S., and grand- 
father of Enea, now dead, who 
supplied the piece). 
Why is this bird named R. ? 
Then I sent it for fire to the forest. 
It was pursing up its sulky little 
mouth. 
