e and I will help you," said North Wind. "Well,"
replied Magboloto, "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."

"Magboloto," said North Wind, "I do not know the way, but my brother,
East Wind, can tell you. Good-by."

Magboloto went on his way, and after a while he met East
Wind. "Magboloto, Magboloto, why are you weeping?" asked East Wind.

"Ask me nothing, if you cannot help me in any way," said Magboloto.

"Tell me all your trouble and I will help you," answered East Wind.

Then Magboloto 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."

Magboloto went on, and at last met South Wind.

"Magboloto, Magboloto, why are you weeping?" asked South Wind.

"Ask me nothing, if you cannot help me in any way," said Magboloto.

"Tell me your trouble and I will help you," answered South Wind.

Then Magboloto 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."

Magboloto went on and on, and at last met West Wind. "Magboloto,
Magboloto, why are you weeping?" asked West Wind.

"Ask me nothing, if you cannot help me in any way," answered Magboloto.

"Tell me your trouble and I will help you," answered West Wind,
and Magboloto did as he was bidden.

"Magboloto," said West Wind, "I don't know the way to heaven, but my
friend, Mr. Eagle, does. Good-by."

Magboloto went on until he met Mr. Eagle.

"Magboloto, Magboloto, why are you weeping?" asked Mr. Eagle.

"Ask me nothing, if you cannot help me in any way," answered Magboloto.

"Tell me your trouble and I will help you," replied Mr. Eagle. Then
Magboloto told Mr. Eagle his trouble.

"Magboloto," said Mr. Eagle, "get upon my back and I will carry you
to your wife's home."

Magboloto climbed upon Mr. Eagle's back and they flew up until they
reached Macaya's house. Then Magboloto 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 lunga (a certain very small grain) out to dry and gather them
again in the evenin