Magbolot・
There was once a man named Magbolot・who lived in the depths of the
mountains. One day on going down to a brook he saw three goddesses
bathing in the water. They had left their wings on the bank, and
Magbolot・managed to slip down and steal one pair of them. When the
goddesses had finished bathing and looked for their wings, they could
not find those belonging to the youngest, Macaya. At last the two
goddesses put on their wings and flew up to heaven, leaving behind
them Macaya, who wept bitterly, since without her wings she could
not go home. Then Magbolot・ feigning to have come from a distance,
met her and asked: "Why do you weep, lady?"
"Why do you ask, if you will not help me in my trouble?" answered
Macaya.
"I will do my best to help you," said Magbolot・ "if you will tell
me about it."
So Macaya told him that she had lost her wings, and therefore could
not return to her home in heaven.
"I am sorry not to be able to help you out of your trouble," said
Magbolot・ "but we terrestrial people do not use wings, nor know
where to get them. The only thing I can do for you is to offer you
a home with me." Macaya was obliged to accept his offer, since there
was nothing else for her to do.
About a year after Macaya became Magbolot・s wife they had a child. One
day, as Magbolot・was making rice soup on the hearth, Macaya was
swinging the child in a hammock. Accidentally, she noticed a bundle
stuck into one of the bamboo posts in the partition. She withdrew the
bundle, and upon unrolling it found, oh, joy! her long-lost wings,
which Magbolot・had hidden in the hollow bamboo. She at once put
them on, and leaving her husband and child, flew up to join her
celestial family.
Magbolot・ on missing his wife, began calling loudly for her. As he
could not find her, he looked for the wings, and seeing that they
were gone, knew at once what had happened. He began to weep bitterly,
especially as he did not know how to take care of the child. So leaving
it in the care of a relative, he set out to find the way to heaven. He
had walked a great distance when he met North Wind. "Magbolot・
Magbolot・ why are you weeping?" asked North Wind.
"Ask me nothing, if you cannot help me in any way," answered Magbolot・
"Tell me your trouble and I will help you," said North Wind. "Well,"
replied Magbolot・ "I have a wife who came from heaven. But now she
has flown away, leaving a little child for me to take care of, and
I am in great sorrow. Please show me the way that leads to her home."
"Magbolot・" said North Wind, "I do not know the way, but my brother,
East Wind, can tell you. Good-by."
Magbolot・went on his way, and after a while he met East
Wind. "Magbolot・ Magbolot・ why are you weeping?" asked East Wind.
"Ask me nothing, if you cannot help me in any way," said Magbolot・
"Tell me all your trouble and I will help you," answered East Wind.
Then Magbolot・related all his sorrow, just as he had done to North
Wind.
"Well," said East Wind, "I do not know the way, but my brother,
South Wind, may be able to show it to you. Good-by."
Magbolot・went on, and at last met South Wind.
"Magbolot・ Magbolot・ why are you weeping?" asked South Wind.
"Ask me nothing, if you cannot help me in any way," said Magbolot・
"Tell me your trouble and I will help you," answered South Wind.
Then Magbolot・told him his story, just as he had done to North Wind
and East Wind.
"Well," said South Wind, "I do not know the way to heaven, but
my brother, West Wind, can tell you the course to be taken to get
there. Good-by."
Magbolot・went on and on, and at last met West Wind. "Magbolot・
Magbolot・ why are you weeping?" asked West Wind.
"Ask me nothing, if you cannot help me in any way," answered Magbolot・
"Tell me your trouble and I will help you," answered West Wind,
and Magbolot・did as he was bidden.
"Magbolot・" said West Wind, "I don't know the way to heaven, but my
friend, Mr. Eagle, does. Good-by."
Magbolot・went on until he met Mr. Eagle.
"Magbolot・ Magbolot・ why are you weeping?" asked Mr. Eagle.
"Ask me nothing, if you cannot help me in any way," answered Magbolot・
"Tell me your trouble and I will help you," replied Mr. Eagle. Then
Magbolot・told Mr. Eagle his trouble.
"Magbolot・" said Mr. Eagle, "get upon my back and I will carry you
to your wife's home."
Magbolot・climbed upon Mr. Eagle's back and they flew up until they
reached Macaya's house. Then Magbolot・requested Macaya's grandmother,
with whom she lived, to let her granddaughter return to earth with him.
"By no means," said the grandmother, "unless you will spread ten
jars of lua (a certain very small grain) out to dry and gather them
again in the evening."
So Magbolot・spread the jars of lua on the sand, and at noon began
to gather them up; but sunset had come before he had gathered more
than five handfuls, so he sat down and began to cry like a little boy.
The king of the ants heard him, and wishing to help him,
asked:--"Magbolot・ Magbolot・ why are you weeping?"
"Ask me nothing, if you cannot help me."
"Tell me about it and I will help you."
So Magbolot・told the king of the ants all his history, and the
condition imposed by the grandmother before he could have his wife,
and how impossible it was to fulfil it.
"Well, Magbolot・ you shall be helped," said the king of the ants. Then
he blew his horn, and in a little while all his subjects came, and
began picking up the grain and putting it into the jars. In a few
moments all the grain was in the jars.
The next morning Magbolot・went to get his wife, but the grandmother
stopped him, saying:--
"You shall not take my granddaughter away until you have first hulled
a hundred bushels of rice."
Magbolot・was in despair, for he knew that to hull one hundred
bushels of rice would take him not less than one hundred days, and
the grandmother required him to do it in one day; so he cried like
a child at his misfortune. The king of the rats heard him crying,
and at once came to help him.
"Magbolot・ Magbolot・ why are you weeping?" asked King Rat.
"Ask me nothing, if you cannot help me."
"Relate the matter, and I will."
Magbolot・told him his trouble. Then the king of the rats called his
subjects together and ordered them to gnaw the hulls from the rice. In
an instant the rice was all hulled.
The next morning Magbolot・made ready to depart with his wife, but
the grandmother stopped him again, saying:--
"You may not go until you have chopped down all the trees you see on
that mountain over there."
There were more than a million trees, so Magbolot・was in great
trouble, and as usual he began to weep.
The king of the wild boars heard him and came up, saying:--
"Magbolot・ Magbolot・ why are you weeping?"
"Ask me nothing, if you cannot help me."
"Relate the matter, and I will."
Magbolot・related all that had happened to him. Then the king of
the wild boars called all his subjects together and set them at work
cutting down the trees with their tusks. In a few minutes the trees
were all down.
When the grandmother saw that Magbolot・accomplished every task she
gave him to do she became tired of trying to think of things for
him to do; so she allowed him to depart with Macaya, and leaving the
celestial abode they descended to their home on the earth, where they
lived happily together for many years.
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