"It is this, 0 King," exclaimed the captain with some embarrassment: "Awhile ago the king was pleased to make a /keshla/ of me because ofcertain service that I did out yonder----" and he touched the blackring which he wore in the hair of his head. "Being now a ringed manand a captain, I crave the right of a man at the arms of the king--the right to marry."

"Right? Speak more humbly, son of Zomba; my soldiers and my felinetlehave no rights."