CHAPTER XIII 
Paul recognises me as a youthful companion in Natal—Paul, the big gun, and the 
rhinoceros—Chief Jeluka appears in state—Native attempt to rob us of our 
goods on the Loengwe—Suspicious outlook—Decide to try for the Okovanga 
—The Whippoorwill—I go to Matambanja alone—My guide to Matam- 
banja—Game wild—Shoot wild dog believing it to be a lion—Nearly shoot a 
woman by accident—Matambanja’s son visits me. 
On the morning of the seventh, Paul came humbly begging that 
I would lend him the big gun to shoot a rhinoceros with, so 
that he too might relate his prowess when he returned to the 
land of his birth, Natal. After all these months’ travelling, 
together, last evening he had confided to me that many years 
ago he had come up shooting to the Zambesi with young 
£ Drake ’ from Pine town in Natal, and that he had deserted his 
master near the Victoria falls, lured by the wiles and charms 
of a Batoka maiden who induced him to adopt her people and 
country as his future home. He admitted that he recognised 
me now and that he had known me as a boy when first I carried 
a gun, and called the natives together to hunt with me on our 
own farm in Natal situated hardly three miles from Drake’s 
farm, and that he often earned a sixpence from me for 
taking part in these early hunts by carrying game home for 
me. He said the fact dawned on him when first he heard me 
speak Zulu or Matabele to one or two of the boys with us who 
understood that language, and when talking of my early hunts, 
one incident after another I related convinced him more and 
more of the fact, till last night, as he lay thinking the matter 
over in a vague way, the truth came over him like the awakening 
of a dream, and with a start he realised the truth that I 
was the same man. Last night his father had appeared to him 
in his sleep, and said, £ Paul, take care of this white man your 
