On the appointed day, Thakane slipped out when everybody was busy, and ran down the path that led to the lake. As soon as she got there, she crouched down among the willows, and sang softly:
Bring to me Dilah, Dilah the rejected one, Dilah, whom her father Masilo cast out!
And in a moment the old woman appeared holding the baby in her arms.
Dilah had become so big and strong, that Thakane"s heart was filled with joy and grat.i.tude, and she stayed as long as she dared, playing with her baby. At last she felt she must return to the village, lest she should be missed, and the child was handed back to the old woman, who vanished with her into the lake.
Children grow up very quickly when they live under water, and in less time than anyone could suppose, Dilah had changed from a baby to a woman. Her mother came to visit her whenever she was able, and one day, when they were sitting talking together, they were spied out by a man who had come to cut willows to weave into baskets. He was so surprised to see how like the face of the girl was to Masilo, that he left his work and returned to the village.
"Masilo," he said, as he entered the hut, "I have just beheld your wife near the river with a girl who must be your daughter, she is so like you. We have been deceived, for we all thought she was dead."
When he heard this, Masilo tried to look shocked because his wife had broken the law; but in his heart he was very glad.
"But what shall we do now?" asked he.
"Make sure for yourself that I am speaking the truth by hiding among the bushes the first time Thakane says she is going to bathe in the river, and waiting till the girl appears."
For some days Thakane stayed quietly at home, and her husband began to think that the man had been mistaken; but at last she said to her husband: "I am going to bathe in the river."
[Ill.u.s.tration: "BRING TO ME DILAH, DILAH THE REJECTED ONE"]
"Well, you can go," answered he. But he ran down quickly by another path, and got there first, and hid himself in the bushes. An instant later, Thakane arrived, and standing on the bank, she sang:
Bring to me Dilah, Dilah the rejected one, Dilah, whom her father Masilo cast out!
Then the old woman came out of the water, holding the girl, now tall and slender, by the hand. And as Masilo looked, he saw that she was indeed his daughter, and he wept for joy that she was not lying dead in the bottom of the lake. The old woman, however, seemed uneasy, and said to Thakane: "I feel as if someone was watching us. I will not leave the girl to-day, but will take her back with me"; and sinking beneath the surface, she drew the girl after her. After they had gone, Thakane returned to the village, which Masilo had managed to reach before her.
All the rest of the day he sat in a corner weeping, and his mother who came in asked: "Why are you weeping so bitterly, my son?"
"My head aches," he answered; "it aches very badly." And his mother pa.s.sed on, and left him alone.
In the evening he said to his wife: "I have seen my daughter, in the place where you told me you had drowned her. Instead, she lives at the bottom of the lake, and has now grown into a young woman."
"I don"t know what you are talking about," replied Thakane. "I buried my child under the sand on the beach."
Then Masilo implored her to give the child back to him; but she would not listen, and only answered: "If I were to give her back you would only obey the laws of your country and take her to your father, the ogre, and she would be eaten."
But Masilo promised that he would never let his father see her, and that now she was a woman no one would try to hurt her; so Thakane"s heart melted, and she went down to the lake to consult the old woman.
"What am I to do?" she asked, when, after clapping her hands, the old woman appeared before her. "Yesterday Masilo beheld Dilah, and ever since he has entreated me to give him back his daughter."
"If I let her go he must pay me a thousand head of cattle in exchange," replied the old woman. And Thakane carried her answer back to Masilo.
"Why, I would gladly give her two thousand!" cried he, "for she has saved my daughter." And he bade messengers hasten to all the neighbouring villages, and tell his people to send him at once all the cattle he possessed. When they were all a.s.sembled he chose a thousand of the finest bulls and cows, and drove them down to the river, followed by a great crowd wondering what would happen.
Then Thakane stepped forward in front of the cattle and sang:
Bring to me Dilah, Dilah the rejected one, Dilah, whom her father Masilo cast out!
And Dilah came from the waters holding out her hands to Masilo and Thakane, and in her place the cattle sank into the lake, and were driven by the old woman to the great city filled with people, which lies at the bottom.
[_Contes Populaires des Ba.s.soutos._]
_THE WICKED WOLVERINE_
One day a wolverine was out walking on the hillside, when, on turning a corner, he suddenly saw a large rock.
"Was that you I heard walking about just now?" he asked, for wolverines are cautious animals, and always like to know the reasons of things.
"No, certainly not," answered the rock; "I don"t know how to walk."
"But I _saw_ you walking," continued the wolverine.
"I am afraid that you were not taught to speak the truth," retorted the rock.
"You need not speak like that, for I have _seen_ you walking," replied the wolverine, "though I am quite sure that you could never catch _me_!" and he ran a little distance and then stopped to see if the rock was pursuing him; but, to his vexation, the rock was still in the same place. Then the wolverine went up close, and struck the rock a blow with his paw, saying: "Well, will you catch me _now_?"
"I can"t walk, but I can _roll_," answered the rock.
And the wolverine laughed and said: "Oh, that will do just as well"; and began to run down the side of the mountain.
At first he went quite slowly, "just to give the rock a chance," he thought to himself; but soon he quickened his pace, for he found that the rock was almost at his heels. But the faster the wolverine ran, the faster the rock rolled, and by-and-by the little creature began to get very tired, and was sorry he had not left the rock to itself.
Thinking that if he could manage to put on a spurt he would reach the forest of great trees at the bottom of the mountain, where the rock could not come, he gathered up all his strength, and instead of running he leaped over sticks and stones, but, whatever he did, the rock was always close behind him. At length he grew so weary that he could not even see where he was going, and catching his foot in a branch he tripped and fell. The rock stopped at once, but there came a shriek from the wolverine:
"Get off, get off! can"t you see that you are on my legs?"
[Ill.u.s.tration: ALL THE ANIMALS TRY TO GET THE ROCK OFF WOLVERINE"S LEGS]
"Why did you not leave me alone?" asked the rock. "I did not want to move--I hate moving. But you _would_ have it, and I certainly sha"n"t move now till I am forced to."
"I will call my brothers," answered the wolverine. "There are many of them in the forest, and you will soon see that they are stronger than you." And he called, and called, and called, till wolves and foxes and all sorts of other creatures all came running to see what was the matter.
"How _did_ you get under that rock?" asked they, making a ring round him; but they had to repeat their question several times before the wolverine would answer, for he, like many other persons, found it hard to confess that he had brought his troubles on himself.
"Well, I was dull, and wanted someone to play with me," he said at last, in a sulky voice, "and I challenged the rock to catch me. Of course I thought I could run the fastest; but I tripped, and it rolled on me. It was just an accident."
"It serves you right for being so silly," said they; but they pushed and hauled at the rock for a long time without making it move an inch.
"You are no good at all," cried the wolverine crossly, for it was suffering great pain, "and if you cannot get me free, I shall see what my friends the lightning and the thunder can do." And he called loudly to the lightning to come and help him as quickly as possible.
In a few minutes a dark cloud came rolling up the sky, giving out such terrific claps of thunder that the wolves and the foxes and all the other creatures ran helter-skelter in all directions. But, frightened though they were, they did not forget to beg the lightning to take off the wolverine"s coat and to free his legs, but to be careful not to hurt him. So the lightning disappeared into the cloud for a moment to gather up fresh strength, and then came rushing down, right upon the rock, which it sent flying in all directions, and took off the wolverine"s coat so neatly that, though it was torn into tiny shreds, the wolverine himself was quite unharmed.
"That was rather clumsy of you," said he, standing up naked in his flesh. "Surely you could have split the rock without tearing my coat to bits!" And he stooped down to pick up the pieces. It took him a long time, for there were a great many of them, but at last he had them all in his hand.
"I"ll go to my sister the frog," he thought to himself, "and she will sew them together for me"; and he set off at once for the swamp in which his sister lived.