After that I threw some more of the large sugar mixed with mealies to the fowls that we brought with us for cooking.

Two cocks and a hen swallowed them by mistake for the corn.

Presently they fell on their backs, kicked a little and died.

Some of the Mazitu, who were great thieves, stole those dead fowls, Baas.

After this, Baas, I thought it best not to use that sugar in the coffee, and later on Bena told me that it was deadly poison.