Then, having finished my thought, I rose, and, going to the kraal of

my friend, I doctored my burnt hand, that pained me, and as I was

doctoring it there came a messenger to me summoning me before the

I went in before the king, and prostrated myself, calling him by his

royal names; but he took me by the hand and raised me up, speaking

"Rise, Mopo, my servant!" he said. "Thou hast suffered much woe

because of the witchcraft of thine enemies. I, I have lost my mother,

and thou, thou hast lost thy wives and children. Weep, my councillors,