KLIENG’S WAR-RAID TO THE SKIES. 279 
I. Manang—Sampurei, you divide the food; long have men 
praised your skill in dividing portions. 
Sampurei— Yes, grandmother. Get ready, all ye of the army. 
And he took the rice and meat, and tossed it to the left ; 
He tossed it to the right and behind, and sprinkled it 
about : 
And yet not a grain was lost. 
Astonished was grandmother Manang. 
LI, Manang—tIn truth you are clever, grandson, skilful with 
the tips of your fingers. 
But why do not you eat, Sampurei ? 
Sampurei—F ull is the bag made by my mother, the pouch made 
by my grandmother. 
And the remainder of the rice left by the army was a 
matful ; 
The fragments of meat five plates full. 
But it was all devoured by Lualimban : 
Yet still he wanted to eat, wide open was his mouth. 
They fetched ten pasus of rice, and upset them into his 
mouth ; yet still he wanted more. 
They got a chest of paddy, and poured it into his mouth, 
rammed it down with a rod ; but yet he was not satisfied. 
And he proceeded to eat the gongs big and small and the 
jars. 
And all the goods of grandmother Manang were con- 
sumed, and ‘the old lady wept. 
liens peo haye also shown your power, grandmother : SO 
have we: 
But do not be vexed at heart ; 
Your things shall all be restored as before. 
After their jokes were ended, grandmother Manang 
departed. 
The solitary dambwu on the highland, the army marched 
by and was gone. 
The vanguard came to the hill of “ Jengku Lengan ” like 
a kembayan fruit in red-ripe bloom, 
