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come he died and became a Nat ; but still he loved his old home and 
hankered after his old occupation ; so he established the Spirit-Fire 
on a hill near the village, and there continued his old trade ; hence 
the village came to be called Nat-Mee. Whenever a villager wanted 
a dlia or an axe, or a spade, he took the iron to the fire, and deposit- 
ing it there said ‘ Oh my lord, make this iron into a dha,' or an axe, 
&c., as the case might be, and returning for it next day, he would 
find his iron fashioned into the article he wanted, whether dha, axe, 
or spade, but no man ever saw the spirit at his labour. 
“ At last, one day, a man of the Khyen race brought a dha, and 
depositing it by the fire with a piece of iron said — ‘ Oh my lord ! 
weld me on an edge to this dha' and went his way. Now the Khyen 
was a man of a curious disposition ; so next morning he got up very 
early, and climbing the hill, hid himself in the jungle near the fire. 
When it got light he peeped out and saw the spirit in the form of a 
man wearing a red putsc and a red turban, working at the dha. So 
the Khyen called out — ■“ Oh my lord ! have you not finished my dha 
yet P Let me have it quickly, I pray you,” but the Nat being enraged 
at being discovered at his labours by a prying Khyen, took the dha 
out of the fire, red-hot as it was, and casting it at him, hit him on 
the cheek ; and the Khyen in great fear fled from the spot, and so 
great was his fear that he never stopped to examine his wound nor 
even felt it, till he had ruh about a dein * and a half ; and then he 
stopped for a little and rubbed his cheek with his hand, whence that 
spot was called Pa-Bwoot (cheek-rub) and is so called to this day. 
“ But the Khyen was too terrified to stop ; so he ran on for about 
a mile further, and there sitting down, was seized with a violent fit 
of trembling ; hence that spot was called Toon (Tremble) even unto 
this day. And when the trembling was over, the Khyen got up, 
and though his fear urged him to fly, the fatigue he had undergone 
and the pain of his wound rendered his steps slow and uncertain ; 
but he struggled on for about a dein further, and there he was obliged 
to stop ; and the blister on his cheek burst, and his cheek swelled up 
and became one great sore, and he was unable to move for many 
days ; so he remained in that place and hence it was called Poak- 
Poo-Ga (burst-hot-swollen). After this the Nat never again would 
labour for the villagers ; but still his fire burns near his old home, 
* About 3 miles. 
