And outside the house there will be many cries of
men throwing water on the fire to kill it;—
I shall not hear it!
“I do not know where I shall die.
I saw the little Si-Oenah fall out of a klappa-tree,
when he plucked a klappa[26] for his mother;
If I fall out of a klappa-tree I shall lie dead
below, in the shrubs, like Si-Oenah.
Then my mother will not weep, for she is dead. But
others will say with a loud voice: ‘See, there lies Saïdjah.’