When the millet trader, taking the effects and the bundles of millet, went from there carrying his load, he came to another village. On going to a house, a woman was there weeping and weeping.
As the man was placing the effects and the millet bundles on the veranda of the house, he said, “Appē! I have been to the other world and back,”[3] and laying them on the veranda, said, “What are you crying for, mother?”
The woman said, “My daughter died six days ago. When I think of her I am weeping.” Then she asked the millet trader, “Anē! My Lattī went to the other world; did you meet her there?”
The millet trader said, “Don’t cry, mother. I did meet her there. She is now in the other world. I have taken in marriage that very Lattī. I have come for Lattī’s things that she puts on her arms and neck. She told me to come.”
The woman quickly arose, and having cooked abundantly for the trader, and given him to eat, he said, “Mother, I must go immediately. Where is father-in-law?”
“He went to plough; wait till he comes,” she said.
“I cannot,” he said. “It is our wedding feast to-morrow. I must be off now to go to the wedding.”
So she gave the trader the silver and golden things for placing on her daughter’s arms and neck, also. Then the trader taking the bundles of millet, the effects, and the things for the arms and neck, went away.
After that, when the woman’s husband who had gone to plough came, the woman was laughing. Seeing it, he asked, “What are you laughing at?”
The woman replied, “Bolan, why shouldn’t I laugh? Our son-in-law came.”