Choose which horn of the bull you will, you hang to one of them, and it shall pierce you.

This is the sentence of the king, I speak it who am the king's mouth: That you, White Man, who have spoken to us and cheated us these two weary days, be put to death, and that you, his companion who have been silent, be driven from the land.' "I can hardly bear to tell the rest of it, Mr.Owen.They gave my poor friend ten minutes to 'talk to his Spirit,' then they speared him before my face.

After it was over, Hokosa spoke to me, saying:-- "'Go back, White Man, to those who sent you, and tell them the words of the Sons of Fire: That they have listened to the message of peace, and though they are a people of warriors, yet they thank them for that message, for in itself it sounds good and beautiful in their ears, if it be true.

Tell them that having proved you liars, they dealt with you as all honest men seek that liars should be dealt with.

Tell them that they desire to hear more of this matter, and if one can be sent to them who has no false tongue; who in all things fulfills the promises of his lips, that they will hearken to him and treat him well, but that for such as you they keep a spear.'" "And who went after you got back ?" asked Owen, who was listening with the deepest interest.
"Who went?
Do you suppose that there are many mad clergymen in Africa, Mr.Owen?
Nobody went." "And yet," said Owen, speaking more to himself than to his guest, "the man Hokosa was right, and the Christian who of a truth believes the promises of our religion should trust to them and go." "Then perhaps you would like to undertake the mission, Mr.Owen," said the Deputation briskly; for the reflection stung him, unintentional as it was.
Owen started.
"That is a new idea," he said.