I love the way she describes Lulu the gazelle. Her queenly grace, succeeding the apparent fragility of her infanthood and the tumultuousness of her adolescence, is wonderfully described, demonstrating the poetic imagination of the writer.
The shooting accident, besides being a very sad story, is interesting for its illustration of the Natives' view of her. Especially amusing is her term for their use of certain white men as figures, symbols: brass-serpenting. Look upon the serpent, and you shall be healed, hm? Well, to a certain extent, it would seem so.
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