Then the three, thanking the judge, withdrew and went homewards.
From that time forth all Burmese people hung, and still hang, dried cocoa-nut in their houses for the spirits to dwell in.
A FABLE.
TWO dogs walked in the jungle together. The day was intensely hot, the rays of the sun, hardly tempered with any shade, fell through the towering bamboos and palm-trees down on their tired heads.
They had come far; the way was very rough, the undergrowth very tangled and dense. There seemed to be no end to it. Their vision in front was obscured by the extraordinary wealth of orchids and green foliage that was gracefully but thickly festooned from branch to branch.
Snakes glided away in the deep grass. Monkeys, squirrels, and birds of all kinds contended for the undisputed possession of the different trees.
"I am very tired; I don't think I can go much farther," said the lady dog, who was small and delicate, to her companion.
"So also am I," was the answer.