Chief Mdange is Dead: A frontier mystery

The last wisps of fog vanished over the Amathole Mountains as the morning sun rose high above the peaks. Birds chirped and insects buzzed around the blooming yellowwoods that covered the gentle slopes. Eastwards, a faint rumble could be heard as the Gxulu River sprang to life at the heart of the mountains and gushed down towards the valley. The channel widens at the foot of the mountain and the river meanders westwards…

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