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MOPO IS IN TROUBLE.
Now, I must tell how my mother did what the boy Chaka had told her, and died quickly.

For where his stick had struck her on the forehead there came a sore that would not be healed, and in the sore grew an abscess, and the abscess ate inwards till it came to the brain.

Then my mother fell down and died, and I cried very much, for I loved her, and it was dreadful to see her cold and stiff, with not a word to say however loudly I called to her.

Well, they buried my mother, and she was soon forgotten.