then but infrequently. The Wieroo get most of us; but my mother

hid me until I had attained such size that the Wieroo could not

readily distinguish me from one who had come up from the beginning.

I knew both my mother and my father, as only such as I may. My

father is high chief among the Galus. His name is Jor, and both he

and my mother came up from the beginning; but one of them, probably

my mother, had completed the seven cycles" (approximately seven

hundred years), "with the result that their offspring might be

_cos-ata-lo_, or born as are all the children of your race, my Tom,

as you tell me is the fact. I was therefore apart from my fellows

in that my children would probably be as I, of a higher state of

evolution, and so I was sought by the men of my people; but none

of them appealed to me. I cared for none. The most persistent

was Du-seen, a huge warrior of whom my father stood in considerable

fear, since it was quite possible that Du-seen could wrest from

him his chieftainship of the Galus. He has a large following of

the newer Galus, those most recently come up from the Kro-lu, and

as this class is usually much more powerful numerically than the

older Galus, and as Du-seen's ambition knows no bounds, we have

for a long time been expecting him to find some excuse for a break

with Jor the High Chief, my father.

"A further complication lay in the fact that Du-seen wanted me, while

I would have none of him, and then came evidence to my father's

ears that he was in league with the Wieroo; a hunter, returning

late at night, came trembling to my father, saying that he had

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