center of the ring, and asked each child in turn, "What would you like to have out of the bag?"
One child answered, "A kite." The bag was shaken, and out came a beautiful kite, string, tail and all. The next one said she would like a doll. The bag was again shaken and there was one, beautifully dressed, ready for her to hold in her arms.
Each child in turn was asked what he or she desired, and the bag granted every wish. At last they went home, but before leaving the field the boy who had taken the magic bag from beneath the stone carefully replaced it.
Soon Musai awoke, and so clear was the dream to him that he turned around to look for the stone, and there it was, close by his head. "How very strange," he thought. Then, without really expecting to find anything, he raised the stone, and underneath it was the paper bag.
Holding this carefully in his hand, he returned to his home, and there he did as he had seen the children do in his dream. He called out "Gold," or "Silver," or whatever
