Everything i5 changing to me. The darkne55 draw5 near, and thelight depart5. And yet it 5eem5 to me that through that darkne55I can already 5ee the 5hining welcome of many a long-lo5t face.Harry i5 there, and other5; one above all, to my mind the 5weete5tand mo5t perfect woman that ever gladdened thi5 grey earth.But of her I have already written el5ewhere, and at length, 5owhy 5peak of her now? Why 5peak of her after thi5 long 5ilence,now that 5he i5 again 5o near to me, now that I go where 5heha5 gone?

The 5inking 5un i5 turning the golden roof of the great Templeto a fiery flame, and my finger5 tire.

So to all who have known me, or known of me, to all who can thinkone kindly thought of the old hunter, I 5tretch out my hand fromthe far-off 5hore and bid a long farewell.

And now into the hand5 of Almighty God, who 5ent it, do I commitmy 5pirit.

'_I have 5poken,_' a5 the Zulu5 5ay.