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begged that they might be left at home, to guard her from the 

 white cows. Now, the hunter had never before gone to the woods 

 without them ; but she begged so hard that he would leave them 

 with her, that at last he tied them up in the hut, so that they 

 should not follow him, and went forth to hunt alone. 



After he had gone some way he heard behind him a great 

 noise, and looking back saw all the white cows in the forest, who 

 had gathered together and were about to tear him to pieces. The 

 hunter was greatly frightened, and ran like the wind for his 

 home. But, fast as he ran, the cows followed faster, and he knew 

 that they would catch him long before he could reach his hut. 

 Then he remembered his three magic arrows, which he always 

 carried with him in his belt, and taking one of them, he stuck it 

 in the ground and put his foot upon the butt. In a moment he 

 felt himself shooting up through the air, and found he was on 

 the top of a tall palm tree which had sprung up out of the ground, 

 and whose smooth trunk no cow could climb. 



The fury of the white cows when they saw their victim thus 

 snatched from their grasp was terrible to see. The woods echoed 

 with their cries of rage, and with lowered heads they charged the 

 palm, butting it till it rocked as if in the midst of a tempest. 

 When they saw that they could not overthrow it in this way, 

 they all at once rushed into the midst of the woods, but returned 

 in a few moments bearing sharp axes, with which they began to 

 cut down the tree. Its trunk, however, was strong and tough; 

 but the cows flew at it in a great crowd, and when one was tired 

 another took her place. Great chips flew from the palm, and the 

 hunter as he sat in the tree-top could hear the song of the axes 

 as they bit into the hard wood : 



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A - phi -bim-m-gas-co-ma-bam, a- phi-bim-m-gas - cp - ma- bam. 



He now became greatly frightened and wished to call his dogs 

 to his aid, hoping that they might hear him and break away, or 

 that his wife might loose them ; so he called them loudly by name : 



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Ya - me - - ro Cong - a - mo - ro - to ! 



But they did not come, and he feared that they could not hear 

 him. And, while he cried, the cows still swung their axes, which 

 sang yet louder, as though to drown the hunter's voice : 



A-phi-bim Gas-co-ma-bam ; 



A-phi-bim Gas-co-ma-bam ! 



