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was once a woman who had three sons but no daughters. After a time she died and was buried, and her sons mourned for her. And it came to pass that one day a little red-leaved plant sprung up on the woman's grave, and became a beautiful bush, called Borevui. The red leaves waved in the wind, and the lads saw that they were fair, but they knew not that it was their little sister who was there.

One day they went hunting game, which was to be eaten at the death feast in honour of their mother. While they were all away Borevui stepped down from the grave and became a girl. Then she entered her brothers' house, and cooked some food for them. After she had done this, she ran back to the grave and became Borevui once more. Now the three lads were hungry when they came from their long day's hunting, and they found a big pot of food waiting for them. They turned to their old grandmother, who sat in the corner, and said, "Grandmother, who cooked our food?"

"Who knows?" said the old woman.

So the lads ate their meal, and knew not who had made it ready. On the morrow the same thing befell, and the brothers resolved to find out who had cooked the food. When it was morning, the two