'Take the Watcher, go seek the bones.

If you die, let the club be lost with you; if you fail, bring it back to me; but if you win the bones, then it is yours, and it shall bring you glory and you shall die a man's death at last holding him aloft among the dead.' "So on the morrow at dawn I took the club Watcher in my hand and a little dancing shield, and made ready to start.

The old woman blessed me and bade me farewell, but the other people of the kraal mocked, saying: 'A little man for so big a club! Beware, little man, lest the ghosts use the club on you!' So they spoke, but one girl in the kraal--she is a granddaughter of the old woman--led me aside, praying me not to go, for the forest on the Ghost Mountain had an evil name: none dared walk there, since it was certainly full of spirits, who howled like wolves.

I thanked the girl, but to the others I said nothing, only I asked of the path to the Ghost Mountain.
"Now stranger, if you have strength, come to the mouth of the cave and look out, for the moon is bright." So Umslopogaas rose and crept through the narrow mouth of the cave.
There, above him, a great grey peak towered high into the air, shaped like a seated woman, her chin resting upon her breast, the place where the cave was being, as it were, on the lap of the woman.

Below this place the rock sloped sharply, and was clothed with little bushes.