Tibetan Folk Tales, by A.L. Shelton, [1925], at sacred-texts.com
The Seven Sons when playing in the forest found a beautiful girl, who was herding a yak | |
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The Frog climbed upon a little bunch of sod and when the Tiger came near, called out: "Hello, where are you going?" | |
The Donkey, almost covered with the load of wood, did not see the jar, and broke it, spilling all the oil | |
In that dark old dungeon, with no bed to lie on, no food to eat, in the cold and damp, he was about to starve, when the Rat he had rescued came and asked him how he happened to be in that place | |
One day he wandered away upon the mountain and lay down and went to sleep, grieving over his troubles | |
The man now disguised himself as a holy Lama, begging Tsamba and, carrying his prayer wheel and the sack, started for the city | |
The King of the Beasts at this time was a Lion and every morning all the animals had to come and kotow to him | |
He went up to the tree where the little Bird sat and said, "If you are my sister, hop on my hand." When the little Bird hopped onto his hand they began to cry, as they knew their sister was dead | |
The Bird returned bearing a seed in his mouth, which he gave to the old man | |
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A big Duck, very dark in color, flying over, stopped a minute and asked the Frog his trouble | |
One of the Monkeys saw him fall into the water and hastened to help him out | |
One day a big Crane flying over the palace, carrying a few heads of rice for his own food, dropped some grains into the palace garden |