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<h3>THE STORY OF THE OLD MAN WHO MADE WITHERED TREES TO BLOSSOM</h3>
<p>In the old, old days, there lived an honest man with his
wife, who had a favourite dog, which they used to feed with
fish and titbits from their own kitchen. One day, as the old
folks went out to work in their garden, the dog went with them,
and began playing about. All of a sudden, the dog stopped
short, and began to bark, "Bow, wow, wow!" wagging his tail
violently. The old people thought that there must be something
nice to eat under the ground, so they brought a spade and began
digging, when, lo and behold! the place was full of gold pieces
and silver, and all sorts of precious things, which had been
buried there. So they gathered the treasure together, and,
after giving alms to the poor, bought themselves rice-fields
and corn-fields, and became wealthy people.</p>
<p>Now, in the next house there dwelt a covetous and stingy old
man and woman, who, when they heard what had happened, came and
borrowed the dog, and, having taken him home, prepared a great
feast for him, and said—</p>
<p>"If you please, Mr. Dog, we should be much obliged to you if
you would show us a place with plenty of money in it."</p>
<p>The dog, however, who up to that time had received nothing
but cuffs and kicks from his hosts, would not eat any of the
dainties which they set before him; so the old people began to
get cross, and, putting a rope round the dog's neck, led him
out into the garden. But it was all in vain; let them lead him
where they might, not a sound would the dog utter: he had no
"bow-wow" for them. At last, however, the dog stopped at a
certain spot, and began to sniff; so, thinking that this must
surely be the lucky place, they dug, and found nothing but a
quantity of dirt and nasty offal, over which they had to hold
their noses. Furious at being disappointed, the wicked old
couple seized the dog, and killed him.</p>
<p>When the good old man saw that the dog, whom he had lent,
did not come home, he went next door to ask what had become of
him; and the wicked old man answered that he had killed the
dog, and buried him at the root of a pine-tree; so the good old
fellow, with, a heavy heart, went to the spot, and, having set
out a tray with delicate food, burnt incense, and adorned the
grave with flowers, as he shed tears over his lost pet.</p>
<p>But there was more good luck in store yet for the old
people—the reward of their honesty and virtue. How do you
think that <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page146" id="page146"></SPAN></span> happened, my children? It
is very wrong to be cruel to dogs and cats.</p>
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<p>That night, when the good old man was fast asleep in bed,
the dog appeared to him, and, after thanking him for all his
kindness, said—</p>
<p>"Cause the pine-tree, under which, I am buried, to be cut
down and made into a mortar, and use it, thinking of it as if
it were myself."</p>
<p>The old man did as the dog had told him to do, and made a
mortar out of the wood of the pine-tree; but when he ground his
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page147" id="page147"></SPAN></span> rice in it, each grain of
rice was turned into some rich treasure. When the wicked old
couple saw this, they came to borrow the mortar; but no
sooner did they try to use it, than all their rice was
turned into filth; so, in a fit of rage, they broke up the
mortar and burnt it. But the good old man, little suspecting
that his precious mortar had been broken and burnt, wondered
why his neighbours did not bring it back to him.</p>
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<p>One night the dog appeared to him again in a dream, and told
him what had happened, adding that if he would take the ashes
of the burnt mortar and sprinkle them on withered trees, the
<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page148" id="page148"></SPAN></span> trees would revive, and
suddenly put out flowers. After saying this the dream
vanished, and the old man, who heard for the first time of
the loss of his mortar, ran off weeping to the neighbours'
house, and begged them, at any rate, to give him back the
ashes of his treasure. Having obtained these, he returned
home, and made a trial of their virtues upon a withered
cherry-tree, which, upon being touched by the ashes,
immediately began to sprout and blossom. When he saw this
wonderful effect, he put the ashes into a basket, and went
about the country, announcing himself as an old man who had
the power of bringing dead trees to life again.</p>
<p>A certain prince, hearing of this, and thinking it a mighty
strange thing, sent for the old fellow, who showed his power by
causing all the withered plum and cherry-trees to shoot out and
put forth flowers. So the prince gave him a rich reward of
pieces of silk and cloth and other presents, and sent him home
rejoicing.</p>
<p>So soon as the neighbours heard of this they collected all
the ashes that remained, and, having put them in a basket, the
wicked old man went out into the castle town, and gave out that
he was the old man who had the power of reviving dead trees,
and causing them to flower. He had not to wait long before he
was called into the prince's palace, and ordered to exhibit his
power. But when he climbed up into a withered tree, and began
to scatter the ashes, not a bud nor a flower appeared; but the
ashes all flew into the prince's eyes and mouth, blinding and
choking him. When the prince's retainers saw this, they seized
the old man, and beat him almost to death, so that he crawled
off home in a very sorry plight. When he and his wife found out
what a trap they had fallen into, they stormed and scolded and
put themselves into a passion; but that did no good at all.</p>
<p>The good old man and woman, so soon as they heard of their
neighbours' distress, sent for them, and, after reproving them
for their greed and cruelty, gave them a share of their own
riches, which, by repeated strokes of luck, had now increased
to a goodly sum. So the wicked old people mended their ways,
and led good and virtuous lives ever
after.</p>
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