Jackal's spoor, and reached the dead eland, where, finding the Jackal in its carcase, he seized him by his tail and drew him out with a swing.

The Lion upbraided the Jackal with these words:

Why do you cheat me?" The Jackal answered: "No, my father, I do not cheat you; you may know it, I think. I prepared this fat for you, father." The Lion said: "Then take the fat and bring it to your mother" (the Lioness); and he gave him the lungs to take to his own wife and children.

When the Jackal arrived, he did not give the fat to the Lion's wife, but to his own wife and children; he gave, however, the lungs to the Lion's wife, and he pelted the Lion's little children with the lungs, saying:

"You children of the big-pawed one!

You big-pawed ones!"

He said to the Lioness, "I go to help my father" (the Lion); but he went quite away with his wife and children.

3. THE LION'S SHARE.

(From a German original Manuscript in Sir G. Grey's Library, viz., H. C. Knudsen's "Notes on the Hottentots," pp. 11, 12.)

THE Lion and the Jackal went together a-hunting. They shot with arrows. The Lion shot first, but his arrow fell short of its aim; but the Jackal hit the game, and joyfully cried out, "It has hit.” The Lion looked at him with his two large eyes; the Jackal, however, did not lose his countenance, but said, “No, Uncle, I mean to say that you have hit." Then they followed the game, and the Jackal passed the arrow of the Lion without drawing the latter's attention to it. When they arrived at a cross-way, the Jackal said, "Dear Uncle, you are old and tired; stay here." The Jackal went then on a wrong track, beat his nose, and, in returning, let the blood drop from it like traces of game. "I could not find anything," he said, "but I met with traces of blood. You had better go yourself to look for it. In the meantime I shall go this other way." The Jackal soon found the killed animal, crept inside of it, and devoured the best por

tion; but his tail remained outside, and when the Lion arrived, he got hold of it, pulled the Jackal out, and threw him on the ground with these words : "You rascal!" The Jackal rose quickly again, complained of the rough handling, and asked, "What have I then now done, dear Uncle? I was busy cutting out the best part." "Now let us go and fetch our wives," said the Lion; but the Jackal entreated his dear Uncle to remain at the place because he was old. The Jackal went then away, taking with him two portions of the flesh, one for his own wife, but the best part for the wife of the Lion. When the Jackal arrived with the flesh, the children of the Lion saw him, began to jump, and clapping their hands, cried out, "There comes Uncle with flesh!" The Jackal threw, grumbling, the worst portion to them, and said, “There, you brood of the big-eyed one!" Then he went to his own house and told his wife immediately to break up the house, and to go where the killed game was. The Lioness wished to do the same, but he forbade her, and said that the Lion would himself come to fetch her.

When the Jackal, with his wife and children, had arrived in the neighbourhood of the killed animal, he ran into a thorn bush, scratched his face so that it bled, and thus made his appearance before the Lion,

to whom he said, "Ah! what a wife you have got. Look here, how she scratched my face when I told her that she should come with us. You must fetch her yourself; I cannot bring her." The Lion went home very angry. Then the Jackal said,

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Quick, let us build a tower." They heaped stone upon stone, stone upon stone, stone upon stone; and when it was high enough, everything was carried to the top of it. When the Jackal saw the Lion approaching with his wife and children, he cried out to him, "Uncle, whilst you were away we have built a tower, in order to be better able to see game.' "All right,” said the Lion; "but let me come up to you." Certainly, dear Uncle; but how will you manage to come up? We must let down a thong for you." The Lion ties himself to the thong, and is drawn up; but when he is nearly at the top the thong is cut by the Jackal, who exclaims, as if frightened, "Oh, how heavy you are, Uncle! Go, wife, fetch me a new thong." ("An old one," he said aside to her.) The Lion is again drawn up, but comes of course down in the same manner. "No," said the Jackal, "that will never do; you must, however, manage to come up high enough, so that you may get a mouthful at least. Then aloud he orders his wife to prepare a good piece, but aside he tells her to make a

stone hot, and to cover it with fat. Then he drew up the Lion once more, and, complaining that he is very heavy to hold, he tells him to open his mouth, whereupon he throws the hot stone down his throat. When the Lion has devoured it, he entreats and requests him to run as quickly as possible to the water.