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which is the poetical name of Singalang Burong's wife. 

 He falls down exhausted on the verandah and faints away. 

 His mistress laments over her faithful slave ; but after a 

 time he revives, and the}" ask him what frightened him so 

 dreadfully, suggesting it may have been the rush of the 

 flood tide, or the waves of the sea. ISTo, he says, he has 

 fought with enemies at sea, and striven with waves, but never 

 heard anything so awesome before. Singalang Burong him- 

 self now appears on the scene, and being at a loss to account 

 for the fright simply calls Bujang Pedang a liar, and a prating 

 coward. Whilst they are engaged in discussion Antu Ri- 

 but arrives, and striking violently against the house shakes 

 it to its foundations. Bujang Pedang recognizes the sound 

 and tells them it was that he heard under the " sebang" 

 bushes. The trees of the jungle bend to the tempest, cocoa- 

 nut and sago trees are broken in two, pinang trees fall, and 

 various fruit trees die by the stroke of the wind ; but it makes 

 other fruit trees suddenly put forth abundant fruit. 



Muput Antu Rib ut unggai badu badu. 

 Mangka ka buali unggai leju leju. 



' ' The Wind Spirit blows and will not cease, cease, 



'*' Strikes against the fruit trees and will not weary, weary." 



Everybody becomes suddenly cold and great consternation 

 prevails. Singalang Burong himself is roused, and demands 

 in loud and angry tones who has broken any "pemali" 

 (taboo), and so brought a playiie of wind and rain upon the 

 country. He declares he will sell them, or fight them, or 

 punish them whoever they may be. He then resorts to cer- 

 tain charms to charm away the evil, such as burning some 

 tuba root and other things. In the meantime Antu Bibut 

 herself goes up to the house, but at the top of the ladder she 

 stops short. She is afraid of Singalang Burong whom she 

 sees in full war- costume, with arms complete and his war- 

 charms tied round his waist ; and going down the ladder 

 again she goes round to the back of the house, and slips 

 through the window in the roof into the room where Singa- 

 lang Burong's wife sits at her weaving. Suddenly all her 

 weaving materials are seen flying in all directions, she her- 

 self is frightened and takes refuge behind a post ; but when 

 she has recovered her presence of mind and collected her 

 scattered articles, it dawns upon her (how does not appear) 

 that this Wind is a messenger from the lower world, bringing 

 an announcement that w> men are killing the white spotted 

 pig." Now she entertains Antu Bibut in the style of a great 

 chief, and calls to her husband ; but he heeds not, 



