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72

Magsawi, my jar, when it was not yet broken talked softly, but now
its lines are broken, and the low tones are insufficient for us to
understand. The jar was not made where the Chinese are, but belongs to
the spirits or Kaboniyan, because my father and grandfather, from whom
I inherited it, said that in the first times they (the Tinguian) hunted
Magsawi on the mountains and in the wooded hills. My ancestors thought
that their dog had brought a deer to bay, which he was catching, and
they hurried to assist it. They saw the jar and tried to catch it but
were unable; sometimes it disappeared, sometimes it appeared again,
and because they could not catch it they went again to the wooded hill
on their way to their town. Then they heard a voice speaking words
which they understood, but they could see no man. The words it spoke
were: "You secure a pig, a sow without young, and take its blood,
so that you may catch the jar which your dog pursued." They obeyed
and went to secure the blood. The dog again brought to bay the jar
which belonged to Kaboniyan. They plainly saw the jar go through a
hole in the rock which is a cave, and there it was cornered so that
they captured the pretty jar which is Magsawi, which I inherited.

(Told by Cabildo, of Patok, the owner of the famous talking jar,
Magsawi.)

73

Once then sun and moon fought. The sun said, "You are moon, not so
good; if I give you no light, you are no good." The moon answered,
"You are sun and very hot. I am moon and am better. The women like me
very much, and when I shine they go out doors to spin." Then the sun
was very angry and took some sand and threw it on the moon, and that
is why there are dark places on the moon now.

74

In the old time, a man went with others to get heads. They were gone
very, very long, and the man's daughter, who was little when he went
away, was grown up and beautiful when he returned. When he got to
the gate of the town, his daughter went to hold the ladder for him to
come in. [375] The man did not recognize his daughter, and when he saw
her holding the ladder for him, he threw his arms around the ladder
and seized and kissed her. The girl was very sorrowful because her
father had not recognized her and had misunderstood her intentions;
so she went home and said to her mother, "It is better now that I
become a coconut tree, to stand close by our house." In the morning
the man and his wife missed the girl