That evening the little child of Tangalimlibo was crying very bitterly. Its father was not yet home. Its grandmother tried by every means to keep it from crying, but in vain. Then she gave it to the nurse, who fastened it on her back. Still the child continued to cry. In the middle of the night the nurse went down to the river with the child, singing this song:
“It is crying, it is crying,
The child of Sihamba Ngenyanga;
It is crying, it will not be pacified.”
Then the mother of the child came out of the river, and wailed this song:
“It is crying, it is crying,
The child of the walker by moonlight.
It was done intentionally by people whose names are unmentionable.
They sent her for water during the day. [[61]]
She tried to dip with the milk-basket, and then it sank.