After going some way she came to a pool of water and as she was rather thirsty from carrying such a burden, she put down her bag and went to drink.  Opportunely some travellers came by and hearing the boy’s shouts let him out of the bag.  The boy filled the bag with stones and tied it up as before and made the best of his way home.  The old Rakshasi went off with the heavy bag and when she got to her abode told her daughter with whom she lived that she had captured a fine dinner but when the daughter opened the bag she found in it nothing but stones:  at this she was very angry and abused her mother:  then the old woman said that the boy had escaped on the road:  so the next day she went back to the place where the boy was tending cattle and by the same trick she caught him and put him in her bag and this time went straight home.  She made him over to her daughter and went out to collect fire wood with which to cook him.  The boy being left alone with the daughter began to ask how he was to be killed; she said that his head was to be pounded in a Dhenki.  He pretended not to understand and asked how that was to be done.  The girl not understanding such stupidity put her head under the striker of the Dhenki to show him what would happen.  Then the boy at once pounded her head in the Dhenki and killed her:  he then put on her clothes and cut her body up in pieces ready for cooking.  When the old woman came back with the fire wood she was pleased to find that her daughter, as she thought, had got every thing ready; and the meal was soon cooked and eaten.  After the old woman had thus made a hearty meal off the remains of her own daughter she felt sleepy and took a nap.  While she slept the boy struck her on the head with a large stone and killed her; thus he saved his life and took all the property of the old Rakshasi and lived happily ever after.

(10)—­The Origin of Sabai Grass (Ischaemum Angustifolium).

Once upon a time there were six brothers who lived with their sister.  The brothers used to spend their days in the jungle hunting while the sister minded the house and cooked the dinner against their return.

One day while the brothers were hunting the girl went to cut herbs to cook with the dinner:  as she was doing so she chanced to cut her finger and some drops of blood fell on the herbs, which were put in the pot.  When the brothers came home to dinner they noticed how very sweet the food was and asked the reason.  The girl said that she was afraid that it must be because some drops of her blood had fallen on it.  Then the brothers took counsel together and agreed that if a few drops of her blood were so sweet, she must be very nice to eat.  So they agreed to murder her and eat her.  But the youngest brother named Lita, though he did not dare to oppose his elders, was sorry for the decision.  The next day when the brothers came from the jungle they brought with them a beautiful flower of seven