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Rh Then they took their dearly loved sister, Borevui, home to their own village, where they dwelt in safety for ever.

Now let us break a piece of yam, when it be roasted, upon the head of Komeria, for the tale is done.



the old days men lived not in houses, but dwelt in caves and holes in the ground, for none knew how they might fashion a shelter which would keep out rain and sun.

Now it came to pass that two men talking idly together agreed to attempt to build some shelter on the face of the earth where their families might dwell safe from sun and rain, and nevertheless live in the light of day and not in the dark earth as heretofore.

They therefore arose and each went his way, neither did either see the face of other until the work was accomplished. Then came one and said to his fellow, "Come, let us go now and I will show thee the house I have fashioned."

And they went both together until they came to where the man had built his house, and behold, it was a fair sight indeed. For the man had taken of the long grass which is called rei, and had woven it thickly upon a frame of sticks, so that no ray of sun