The reader may smile and say, "Impossible;" but I would ask him how the Indian jugglers do their tricks unless it is by mesmerism.

The spectators _seem_ to see the boy go under the basket and there pierced with daggers, they _seem_ to see women in a trance supported in mid-air upon the point of a single sword.

In themselves these things are not possible, they violate the laws of nature, as those laws are known to us, and therefore must surely be illusion.

And so through the glamour thrown upon them by Indaba-zimbi's will, that Zulu Impi seemed to see me transfixed with an assegai which never touched me.

At least, that is my theory; if any one has a better, let him adopt it.