But the Maker of all things knew this and kept them separate, my lord Macumazana." I thought, and still think, that there was a great deal of wisdom in this remark, simple as it seems.

Oh! surely many of these savages whom we white men despise, are no fools.
After about an hour's march we camped till the moon rose which it did at ten o'clock, when we went on again till near dawn, as it was thought better that Stephen should travel in the cool of the night.

I remember that our cavalcade, escorted before, behind and on either flank by the Mazitu troops with their tall spears, looked picturesque and even imposing as it wound over those wide downs in the lovely and peaceful light of the moon.
There is no need for me to set out the details of the rest of our journey, which was not marked by any incident of importance.
Stephen bore it very well, and Brother John, who was one of the best doctors I ever met, gave good reports of him, but I noted that he did not seem to get any stronger, although he ate plenty of food.

Also, Miss Hope, who nursed him, for her mother seemed to have no taste that way, informed me that he slept but little, as indeed I found out for myself.
"O Allan," she said, just before we reached Beza Town, "Stephen, your son" (she used to call him my son, I don't know why) "is sick.

The father says it is only the spear-hurt, but I tell you it is more than the spear-hurt.