Word: kraals
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...island are a grave, long-winded, humorless people, including urbanized zoot-suiters down at the port and taboo-ridden jungle men up north. The older Maulas are courteous and profoundly conservative-content with the hope that their chief will one day lead them to a seat in the commodious kraal of the British Commonwealth. The chief is 22-year-old Dinamaula; seven years of English schools, an Oxford law degree and the flattering attention of progressive girls...
...white-supremacy neighbors just over the border in South Africa, he was "just another Kaffir returning to his kraal." To British officialdom, according to solemn agreement, he was a private citizen of Bechuanaland, with all the rights thereof, permitted to return at last to his homeland. But to a hundred thousand Ba-mangwato tribesmen whose kraals spread over 40,000 sq. mi. of Bechuanaland, Seretse Khama, 34, was still the chief. Last week, as a charter aircraft flew Seretse back from six years' exile in Britain, the Bamangwato, with their wives and children, crowded the airport at Francistown...
Gruesome Twosome. For the next 18 months, Tikoloshe and Msomi tramped the paths of Natal's back country, slept and ate together. At last, in Zibeville Kraal, they found a girl whose blood was to Tikoloshe's liking. Msomi killed her, put some of her blood in a bottle...
...first time Dr. Johan Hendrik Botha saw green-eyed blonde Mavis, she was clad in rags, covered with veld sores and standing barefooted on the cow-dung floor of a filthy Zulu kraal. Horrified, the doctor, who treats thousands of Zulus in the lonely hills of northern Natal, decided instantly that six-year-old Mavis was a white child; he took her home. Young Mrs. Botha gave Mavis a good bath, tied her hair in gay ribbons, gave her her first doll, her first shoes and set her at a table to learn to eat with knife & fork...
Where was Mavis to go? She no longer belonged to the Zulus; in just two short weeks away from the kraal, she was taking on the ways of South African civilization. When the Bothas took her back to the kraal for a visit, her old Zulu "mother" called her "Missie" (Mistress) and kissed her. Mavis carefully wiped her lips with a handkerchief and turned away, saying angrily: "I am white, not black like this old woman. Take me away from here." Dr. Botha said desperately: "We are medically positive the child is pure white. Her eyes, hair, cuticles, gums...