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Kejiko

I once had a fat riding-mule that I had named Molly. The muleSice gave her another name, he called her Kejiko, which means the spoon, and when I asked him why he called her the spoon, he answered: Because she looks like a spoon. I walked all round her to find out what he had in his mind, but to me she did not look, from any side, the least like a spoon.

Some time after I happened to be driving Kejiko, with three other mules, in a cart. When I got up in the drivers high seat, I had a kind of birds eye view of the mules. Then I saw that the Sice had been right. Kejiko was unusually narrow across the shoulder and had broad plump hindquarters, she looked very much like a spoon with the rounded side up.

If Kamau the Sice and I myself had each been painting a portrait of Kejiko, the pictures would have been as different as possible. But God and the angels would have seen her as Kamau saw her. He that cometh from above is above all, and what he hath seen that he testifieth.


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