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The handmaiden sighed, plainly dejected. But she spoke again to the Akka, who gently lowered the O'Keefe to the floor. "I don't understand," she said hopelessly, "if you want to walk, why, of course, you shall, Larry." She turned to me. "Do you?" she asked. "I do not," I said firmly. "Well, then," murmured Lakla, "go you, Larry and Goodwin, with Kra and Gulk, and let them minister to you.
The hill, Khoa Kra Laat, is the Sanskrit Meru, described as a mountain of gold and gems. His Majesty received the prince from the hands of his nobles, set him on his right hand, and presented him to the people, who offered homage.
I think that in all the medley of grotesque, of tragic, of baffling, strange and perilous experiences in that underground world none was more bizarre than this valeting. I began to laugh, Larry joined me, and then Kra and Gulk joined in our merriment with deep batrachian cachinnations and gruntings.
Put me down, I say!" The O'Keefe's voice was both outraged and angry; squinting around I saw him struggling violently to get to his feet. The Akka only held him tighter, booming comfortingly, peering down into his flushed face inquiringly. "But, Larry darlin'!" Lakla's tones were well, maternally surprised "you're stiff and sore, and Kra can carry you quite easily."
And every day it was the same, and so to this day KRA and RAONG sit out in the rain complaining of the cold, and crying "KR-R-R-H" and "Hoot-toot-toot." Childhood and Youth of a Kayan From the time that the parents of a Kayan become aware of his existence they faithfully observe, without intermission until his appearance in the world, certain tabus.
"KR-R-R-H" went KRA, and "Hoot-toot-toot" went the toad. They agreed that next day they would cut down a KUMUT tree and make themselves a coat. of its bark. In the morning the sun shone bright and warm, and KRA gambolled in the tree-tops, while RAONG climbed on the log and basked in the sunlight. Presently down comes KRA and sings out, "Hello, mate! How are you getting on?"
"Oh! nicely," says RAONG. "Well, how about that coat we were going to make?" says KRA. "Oh! bother the coat," says RAONG, "we'll make it to-morrow; I'm jolly warm now." So they enjoyed the sunshine all day long. But, when night fell, it began to rain again, and again they sat under the log complaining of the cold.
She has to keep his engagements for him. I have obtained possession of the little pocket-book in which she notes them. I have it here. See: 'Saturday, Lunch, Café du Nord, Kratzky and Sir John. Sunday, Up Salève, with Kratzky. Monday, 8 a.m., Bathe, Kra No, that can't be Kratzky; he wouldn't bathe; that must be some one else. And so on, and so on.
"Why, I'm carrying away the whole tree to save trouble," says SALEH, "and I'm watching the clouds up there to see how fast I'm walking with this tree on my back." A Story with a Moral We conclude this chapter with an example of a fable which points a moral. One wet night KRA, the monkey, and RAONG, the toad, sat under a log complaining of the cold.
Desirous of witnessing the sublime ceremony of hair-cutting, they cautiously approach the Yaks, performing a sort of war dance, and chanting in chorus: Orah Pho, cha pai Kra Laat. "Let us go to the Sacred Mount!" Whereupon the Yaks, or evil angels, point their wonderful weapons at them, chanting in the same strain: Orah Pho, salope thang pooang. "Let us slay them all!"
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