There was living at that place a man called Kenkebe, and one day his wife said to him, “My husband, go to my father and ask him to give us some corn.”
The man said: “Yes, I will go.”
So he rose up early in the morning, and went on till he arrived at his father-in-law’s village, where he was received with every mark of kindness. A very large ox was killed for his entertainment. It was so large that it was [[159]]six days before it was all eaten. His father-in-law asked of him the news.
He said: “There is no news to tell to friends. All the news is this, that at my home there is not a grain to be eaten. Famine is over our heads. Will you give us some corn, for we are dying?”
His father-in-law gave him seven bags (i.e. skins of animals dressed entire) full of millet, and his wife’s sisters went with him to carry them. When they came to a valley close by his home, he told his sisters-in-law that they could now go back to their father.
They said: “How will you manage to carry all those bags alone?”
He replied: “I shall be able to carry them all now, because we are not far from my home.”
So those girls went back to their father.
Then he carried the bags one by one, and hid them in a cave under a great rock that was there. Afterwards he took some of the millet and ground it. When it was ground very fine he made it into cakes just like nongwes. Then he dug some real nongwes out of the ground, and went home to his wife.
He said to her: “There is a great famine at [[160]]your father’s also. I found the people there eating themselves.”