Stasch knew that n*****s fight for the throne, that power attracts them just as it does white people; he thought a while and then said:
“No, Kali! I can not take you along. You must stay with the Wa-himas in order to make good people of them.”
“Kali return to them.”
“M’Lana has many sons, and what would happen if he should aspire to be king himself and to leave his kingdom to his sons, and therefore instigate the Wa-himas against you, so that they drive you away when you seek to return?”
“M’Lana is good. He no do that!”
“But if he does do it?”
“Then Kali will go to the great sheet of water, to the Great Man and Bibi.”
“We shall not be there then.”
“Then Kali will sit down near the water and weep for sorrow.”
At these words he folded his hands over his head and whispered:
“Kali lo
