Spanling And His Uncles

There was once a little man named Spanling (Bita) because he was

only a span (Bita) high; and he had a beard one span and four

finger-breadths long. His father was dead, and he lived alone with

his mother and he was as cunning as anyone in the world. He had one

cow-buffalo and this he always grazed at night, for fear that the sun

might melt it. Once it happened that as he was following his buffalo,

he got buried in its droppings and he was so small that he could not

get out.

However, next morning, some girls, who were gathering cowdung for fuel,

found him and set him free. Spanling decided to get rid of the buffalo

after this; so he killed it and flayed it and when the skin was dry,

took it away to sell. Before he found a purchaser night came on,

so he climbed a tree with his hide to be out of danger. During the

night a gang of thieves came to the tree, and began to divide their

booty. While there were busy over this, Spanling let the hide fall

with a clatter into their midst, and they all ran away in a fright,

leaving all their stolen goods behind.

When day dawned, Spanling climbed down and found piles of gold waiting

for him. He took it home and sent his mother to borrow a wooden measure

from his uncles to measure it with. When he returned the measure,

one of the gold pieces was left sticking in a crack. His uncles at

once hastened to enquire how he came to be measuring gold. Spanling

told them that he had sold his buffalo skin at a town which he named,

for an enormous price and no doubt they could find the same market, if

they chose to kill their buffaloes. The uncles hurried home and killed

all their buffaloes and took the hides to the city, which Spanling

had named, but they were only laughed at when they asked more than

the price which was paid every day for hides. The uncles came home

very angry at the way in which they had been tricked by Spanling,

and in revenge they burnt his house down. Finding himself homeless,

Spanling gathered the ashes of his house into sacks, loaded them on

a cart and drove away. When evening came he camped by the roadside

in company with some other carters and, in the middle of the night,

he quietly changed his sacks of ashes for some of the sacks in the

other carts. When he got home he found that the sacks which he had

stolen were full of gold coins. He again sent to his uncles for a

measure and when the measure was returned a gold coin was again left

sticking in a crack. The uncles at once came to enquire how Spanling

had got the money. He told them that he had sold the ashes of his

house for gold and, as their houses were bigger than his, they would

doubtless make their fortunes if they burnt them down and sold the

ashes. The uncles took his advice but when they tried to sell the

ashes they were only laughed at for their pains.

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