Still, I would not stay in the kraal of the old man, for he had sons to come after him who looked on me with no liking; moreover, I wished to be a chief myself, even if I lived alone.

So I left the kraal by night and walked on, not knowing where I should go.
"Now, on the third night, I came to a little kraal that stands on the farther side of the river at the foot of the mountain.

In front of the kraal sat a very old woman basking in the rays of the setting sun.

She saw me, and spoke to me, saying, 'Young man, you are tall and strong and swift of foot.

Would you earn a famous weapon, a club, that destroys all who stand before it ?' "I said that I wished to have such a club, and asked what I should do to win it.
"'You shall do this,' said the old woman: 'to-morrow morning, at the first light, you shall go up to yonder mountain,' and she pointed to the mountain where you are now, stranger, on which the stone Witch sits forever waiting for the world to die.