At a certain city, while a female Pied Robin[1] was digging and digging on a dung-hill, she met with a piece of scraped coconut refuse, it is said. She took it, and put it away, and having gone again, while she was digging and digging there was a lump of rice dust. Having taken it, and put it to soak, she said, “Sister-in-law at that house, Sister-in-law at this house, come and pound a little flour.”[2]
The women, saying, “No, no, with such a fragment you can pound that little bit yourself,” did not come.
The Pied Robin pounded the flour, and cooking a cake of the size of a rice mat (waṭṭiya), and tying a hair-knot of the size of a box, and putting on a cloth of the breadth of a thumb, while she was going away she met with a Jackal.
The Jackal asked, “Where are you going?”
“Having looked for a [suitable] marriage, I am going to get married,” she said.
The Jackal said, “Would it be bad if you went with me?”[3]
The bird asked, “What do you eat?”
The Jackal said, “I eat a land crab, and drink a little water.”
Then the bird said, “Chi! Bullock, Chi!” and while going on again she met with a blind man.