Atondido Stories
however, crowing in the distance and he knew that there must
be a farm yard near. There would be flies of course. He went on
farther and again he thought that he would kill the ox. The
ground looked moist and damp and so did the leaves on the
bushes. Since the rabbit thought there would be mosquitoes
there he decided not to kill the ox. He went on and on and final-
ly he came to a high place where there was a strong breeze blow-
ing. "There are no mosquitoes here," he said to himself. "The
place is so far removed from any habitation that there are no
flies, either." He decided to kill the ox.
Just as he was ready to eat the ox, along came the tiger. "O,
rabbit, you have been such a good friend of mine," said the tiger,
"and now I am so very, very hungry that all my ribs show, as
you yourself can see. Will you not be a good kind rabbit and
give me a piece of your ox?"
The rabbit gave the tiger a piece of the ox. The tiger de-
voured it in the twinkling of an eye. Then he leaned back and
said, "Is that all you are going to give me to eat?"
The tiger looked so big and savage that the rabbit did not
dare refuse to give him any more of the ox. The tiger ate and ate
and ate until he had devoured that entire ox. The rabbit had
been able to get only a tiny morsel of it. He was very, very angry
at the tiger.
One day not long after the rabbit went to a place not far from
the tiger's house and began cutting down big staves of wood.
The tiger soon happened along and asked him what he was do-
ing.
"I'm getting ready to build a stockade around myself," re-
plied the rabbit. "Haven't you heard the orders?" The tiger said
that he hadn't heard any orders.
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