he 
had in the world to sell for food for his mother and himself, and it 
couldn't have been his fault the jar was broken. They both went to the 
king who questioned them very carefully about the matter and finally 
said he couldn't see that either one was to blame. They were both good 
men, took good care of their old mothers and were honest in all their 
dealings, and so far as he could see no one was at fault but the donkey 
and the rock, and he would judge them. So the little donkey was 
chained with chains around his legs and around his neck and led into 
prison, while five of the king's men were sent out for the rock. As soon 
as they brought it in he ordered it wrapped with chains and tied outside 
the prison door to a post. By this time the news of this strange case and 
the queer doings of the king had spread throughout the city. When the 
people heard their great king was having a trial about a donkey and a 
rock they thought he had surely gone mad. The next morning the king 
announced by his runners through the city that the case would be tried. 
The idea that a donkey and a rock could have a trial in court was more 
than the people could understand, but early next day everybody in the 
city was at the courtyard to see the result of the trial. When the time 
arrived the judge came, took his seat, instructed the door-keepers to 
shut and lock all the gates, thus locking in everybody, and then 
proceeded to pronounce his judgment on the case. 
"As you very well know, there is no law by which a donkey and a rock 
can be judged. Why have you all come to see so absurd a thing? Now, 
because of your curiosity in the matter, every one of you shall pay a 
half-cent before he gets out." 
The people, looking much ashamed, and glad to get out, handed over 
this bit of money and slipped through the gate. The cash taken in this
way was given to the man who had lost his oil, so he was happy, the 
debt was paid, and the court closed. 
*** 
FIVE 
Story of the Foolish Head-Man 
Do not brag of your family--without fame they may be--the strain on 
the string of an arrow soon makes it useless. The horse traveling fast 
comes to the end of his strength very quickly.--Tibetan Proverb. 
ONCE upon a time, away among the mountains, were located two little 
villages. One was called Jangdo and the other Jangmeh. One head-man 
ruled over these two villages. He was a very wise man, but had an only 
son who was foolish, with a wife that was very wise. After a while the 
old man died, and his place had to be filled by the son, who was an 
idiot. A river ran alongside of the village and a takin died and fell into 
the water. The upper village claimed it and the lower village claimed it, 
so both villages came with the request that it belonged to them. 
His wife said to him, "Now you do not know to which place this animal 
belongs, but you must go and decide about it. Decide in this way: say 
that the upper half above the ribs belongs to the upper village and the 
lower part belongs to the lower village and the middle part is yours 
because you are a middle man." He did as his wife said, and when the 
people heard this decision they thought, "Why, we have always thought 
this man to be foolish, but he is a very wise man," and his fame spread 
abroad. 
After two or three months had passed, a leopard died and floated down 
the river, stopping in the same place as the takin, and the villagers 
quarreled again. Only this time they did not want it, so the upper 
village said, It is yours, and the lower village said, It is yours. They 
finally took it to the head-man, who thought to himself, "I will not ask 
my wife this time, I will do it myself. I know how it ought to be done 
and I will do it just as I did the takin." So he divided it just as he had
done before. But one village said, "Well, we don't want this part," and 
the other village said, "We don't want ours either." So they gave it all to 
the head-man, who put it all on a horse and took it home. His reputation 
for wisdom was done and the people said he had turned again into a 
foolish man. 
*** 
SIX 
How the Fox Fell a Victim    
    
		
	
	
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