On they went, as to the joy of battle, their captain leading them, and as they went they sang the Ingomo, the war-chant of the Zulu.

Now the captain neared the raging fire; we saw him lift his shield to keep off its heat.

Then he was gone--he had sprung into the heart of the furnace, and but little of him was ever found again.

After him went the first company.

In they went, beating at the flames with their ox-hide shields, stamping them out with their naked feet, tearing down the burning logs and casting them aside.