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THE STAMPING OF THE FIRE.
On the morrow the impi awoke refreshed with sleep, and, after they had eaten, Umslopogaas mustered them.

Alas! nearly half of those who had seen the sun of yesterday would wake no more forever.

The Slaughterer mustered them and thanked them for that which they had done, winning fame and cattle.

They were merry, recking little of those who were dead, and sang his praises and the praises of Galazi in a loud song.