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THE SLAYING OF THE BOERS.
On the morrow I led Umslopogaas apart, and spoke to him thus:-- "My son, yesterday, when you did not know me except as the Mouth of Dingaan, you charged me with a certain message for Dingaan the king, that, had it been delivered into the ears of the king, had surely brought death upon you and all your people.

The tree that stands by itself on a plain, Umslopogaas, thinks itself tall and that there is no shade to equal its shade.

Yet are there other and bigger trees.

You are such a solitary tree, Umslopogaas, but the topmost branches of him whom I serve are thicker than your trunk, and beneath his shadow live many woodcutters, who go out to lop those that would grow too high.