"What is that? People chattering in the hut! Perhaps they have taken my cocoa-nuts," said Pivi to himself.
In he went, and there he found two pretty, laughing, teasing girls. He hunted for his cocoa-nuts, but none were there.
Down he ran to the river. "Oh, lady, my nuts have been stolen!" he cried.
"Come with me, Pivi, and there will be nuts for you," said the woman.
They went back to the hut, where the girls were laughing and playing.
"Nuts for you?" said the woman, "there are two wives for you, Pivi, take them to your house."
"Oh, good lady," cried Pivi, "how kind you are!"
So they were married and very happy, when in came cross old Kabo.
"Is this Pivi?" said he. "Yes, it is--no, it isn"t. It is not the same Pivi--but there is a kind of likeness. Tell me, _are_ you Pivi?"
"Oh, yes!" said Pivi. "But I am much better looking, and there are my two wives, are they not beautiful?"
"You are mocking me, Pivi! Your wives? How? Where did you get them?
_You_, with wives!"
Then Pivi told Kabo about the kind woman, and all the wonderful things that had happened to him.
"Well, well!" said Kabo, "but I want to be handsome too, and to have pretty young wives."
"But how can we manage that?" asked Pivi.
"Oh, we shall do all the same things over again--play at slinging, and, this time, you shall break my leg, Pivi!"
"With all the pleasure in life," said Pivi, who was always ready to oblige.
So they went slinging, and Pivi broke Kabo"s leg, and Kabo fell into the river, and floated into the bamboo, and the woman blew him out, just as before. Then she picked up Kabo, and put him in the shed, and told him what to do when the Black Ant came, and what to do when the Red Ant came. But he didn"t!
When the Black Ant came, he shook himself, and behold, he had a twisted leg, and a hump back, and was as black as the ant.
Then he ran to the woman.
"Look, what a figure I am!" he said; but she only told him to climb the tree, as she had told Pivi.
But Kabo climbed with both hands and feet, and he threw down the nuts, instead of carrying them down, and he put them in the hut. And when he went back for them there he found two horrid old black hags, wrangling, and scolding, and scratching! So back he went to Pivi with his two beautiful wives, and Pivi was very sorry, but what could he do? Nothing, but sit and cry.
So, one day, Kabo came and asked Pivi to sail in his canoe to a place where he knew of a great big sh.e.l.l-fish, enough to feed on for a week.
Pivi went, and deep in the clear water they saw a monstrous sh.e.l.l-fish, like an oyster, as big as a rock, with the sh.e.l.l wide open.
"We shall catch it, and dry it, and kipper it," said Pivi, "and give a dinner to all our friends!"
[Ill.u.s.tration: PIVI DIVES FOR THE Sh.e.l.l-FISH]
"I shall dive for it, and break it off the rock," said Kabo, "and then you must help me to drag it up into the canoe."
There the sh.e.l.l-fish lay and gaped, but Kabo, though he dived in, kept well out of the way of the beast.
Up he came, puffing and blowing: "Oh, Pivi," he cried, "I cannot move it. Jump in and try yourself!"
Pivi dived, with his spear, and the sh.e.l.l-fish opened its sh.e.l.l wider yet, and sucked, and Pivi disappeared into its mouth, and the sh.e.l.l shut up with a snap!
Kabo laughed like a fiend, and then went home.
"Where is Pivi?" asked the two pretty girls. Kabo pretended to cry, and told how Pivi had been swallowed.
"But dry your tears, my darlings," said Kabo, "I will be your husband, and my wives shall be your slaves. Everything is for the best, in the best of all possible worlds."
"No, no!" cried the girls, "we love Pivi. We do not love anyone else.
We shall stay at home, and weep for Pivi!"
"Wretched idiots!" cried Kabo; "Pivi was a scoundrel who broke my leg, and knocked me into the river."
Then a little cough was heard at the door, and Kabo trembled, for he knew it was the cough of Pivi!
"Ah, dear Pivi!" cried Kabo, rushing to the door. "What joy! I was trying to console your dear wives."
Pivi said not one word. He waved his hand, and five and twenty of his friends came trooping down the hill. They cut up Kabo into little pieces. Pivi turned round, and there was the good woman of the river.
"Pivi," she said, "how did you get out of the living tomb into which Kabo sent you?"
"I had my spear with me," said Pivi. "It was quite dry inside the sh.e.l.l, and I worked away at the fish with my spear, till he saw reason to open his sh.e.l.l, and out I came." Then the good woman laughed; and Pivi and his two wives lived happy ever afterwards.
[_Moncelon. Bulletin de la Societe d"Anthropologie._ Series iii.
vol. ix., pp. 613-365.]
_THE ELF MAIDEN_
Once upon a time two young men living in a small village fell in love with the same girl. During the winter, it was all night except for an hour or so about noon, when the darkness seemed a little less dark, and then they used to see which of them could tempt her out for a sleigh ride with the Northern Lights flashing above them, or which could persuade her to come to a dance in some neighbouring barn. But when the spring began, and the light grew longer, the hearts of the villagers leapt at the sight of the sun, and a day was fixed for the boats to be brought out, and the great nets to be spread in the bays of some islands that lay a few miles to the north. Everybody went on this expedition, and the two young men and the girl went with them.
They all sailed merrily across the sea chattering like a flock of magpies, or singing their favourite songs. And when they reached the sh.o.r.e, what an unpacking there was! For this was a noted fishing ground, and here they would live, in little wooden huts, till autumn and bad weather came round again.
The maiden and the two young men happened to share the same hut with some friends, and fished daily from the same boat. And as time went on, one of the youths remarked that the girl took less notice of him than she did of his companion. At first he tried to think that he was dreaming, and for a long while he kept his eyes shut very tight to what he did not want to see, but in spite of his efforts, the truth managed to wriggle through, and then the young man gave up trying to deceive himself, and set about finding some way to get the better of his rival.
The plan that he hit upon could not be carried out for some months; but the longer the young man thought of it, the more pleased he was with it, so he made no sign of his feelings, and waited patiently till the moment came. This was the very day that they were all going to leave the islands, and sail back to the mainland for the winter. In the bustle and hurry of departure, the cunning fisherman contrived that their boat should be the last to put off, and when everything was ready, and the sails about to be set, he suddenly called out:
"Oh, dear, what shall I do! I have left my best knife behind in the hut. Run, like a good fellow, and get it for me, while I raise the anchor and loosen the tiller."
Not thinking any harm, the youth jumped back on sh.o.r.e and made his way up the steep bank. At the door of the hut he stopped and looked back, then started and gazed in horror. The head of the boat stood out to sea, and he was left alone on the island.