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This
often happens in history, at least in epic history. These
epic tales are “royal history,” that is, narratives for
kings and more particularly for their sons, who have to
learn from them how to rule their nations.
The epic tale is a lesson in politics.
The
end of Wagadu
The fourth time that Wagadu fell, it was through discord,
as the sage had predicted.
Sila Mabo was the king who had inherited Dama Ngile’s
sword, long after Dama Ngile had died as king of Jerra.
Sila Mabo’s half brother, Bey Tergisi, was ugly: His face was scarred, and his body was full
of pockmarks. That
is why he refused to see his wife in the daytime.
He would only meet her at night.
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Tergisi's
curious wife tricks her husband into revealing his
ugliness by pretending she has lost a ring under her
bed.
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The handsome Sila Mabo coveted his brother’s wife, so he
said to her one day: “Do you know that your husband is the
ugliest man in Wagadu? If you do not believe me, pretend
tonight that you have lost a ring under the bed.”
That night the curious woman asked her husband to
light a candle. “I
have lost my ring under the bed.”
If only she had been content to have a husband whom
she never saw! Tergisi struck a light and his wife saw the
scars on his face. Suspicious
of her actions, he made her confess who had given her the
idea of discovering his deformity. She told him that it was Sila Mabo and he swore:
“That affront will be avenged!”
So Tergisi went to see Sira Nomogo, an old wise woman
who knew magic. After
listening to his tale she said: “You must give me seventeen
slaves and the eye of your best friend.”
Tergisi rounded up seventeen men and brought them
to the lady Nomogo. Then he went to his best friend and asked for an eye. The friend, whose name was Siatigi, said, “Take
my eye if you need it, my friend.”
Sira Nomogo took the eye and made a strong medicine
with it, saying, “Take this, swim across the river, rub
your whole body with it on the other bank, then swim back,
but never show fear.” Tergisi took the medicine, swam across the
river, stood on the other bank and rubbed himself with the
shining-eye medicine.
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