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STORY No. VII.

THE KYANG, THE FOX, THE WOLF AND THE HARE.

One day a hungry Wolf was roaming about in search of something to eat in the upper part of a Tibetan valley far beyond the level of cultivation,[1] when he came across a young Kyang[2] about a year old. The Wolf at once proceeded to stalk the Kyang, thinking that he would make an excellent meal off him, and just as he was about to seize upon him the Kyang, noticing his approach, addressed him as follows:

"Oh! Uncle Wolf," said he, "it is no good your eating me now; this is the spring time and after the hard winter I am still very thin. If you will wait for a few months until next autumn you will find that I shall be twice as fat as I am now and will make you a much better feast."

"Very well," said the Wolf, "I will wait until then, on condition that you meet me on this very spot in six months' time."

  1. Such a locality is descried in the Tibetan language by a single word—a monosyllable.
  2. The Kyang is the wild ass of Tibet.