Then, with the remaining wife, cut to pieces as he was, he crept to the river and through it to Natal.

Not long after this wife died also; it was said from grief at the loss of her child.

Mavovo did not marry again, perhaps because he was now a man without means, for Cetewayo had taken all his cattle; also he was made ugly by an assegai wound which had cut off his right nostril.

Shortly after the death of his second wife he sought me out and told me he was a chief without a kraal and wished to become my hunter.

So I took him on, a step which I never had any cause to regret, since although morose and at times given to the practice of uncanny arts, he was a most faithful servant and brave as a lion, or rather as a buffalo, for a lion is not always brave.
Another man whom I did not send for, but who came, was an old Hottentot named Hans, with whom I had been more or less mixed up all my life.
When I was a boy he was my father's servant in the Cape Colony and my companion in some of those early wars.