attee, saying, "Beat, stick, beat! beat them every one!" and the
stick jumped out, and the rope jumped out, and the rope caught hold of
the Rajah and the rich Brahmin and all their attendants, and tied them
fast to the trees that grew around, and the stick ran from one to
another, beating, beating, beating--beating the Rajah, beating his
courtiers--beating the rich Brahmin, beating his attendants, and
beating all their followers; while the poor Brahmin cried with all his
might, "Give me back my chattee! give me back my chattee!"

At this the Rajah and his people were very much frightened, and
thought they were going to be killed. And the Rajah said to the
Brahmin, "Take away your stick, only take away your stick, and you
shall have back your chattee." So the Brahmin put the stick and rope
back into the chattee, and the Rajah returned him the dinner-making
chattee. And all the people felt very much afraid of the Brahmin, and
respected him very much.

Then he took the chattee containing the rope and stick to the house of
the woman who had bought the melons, and the rope caught her and the
stick beat her; and the Brahmin cried, "Return me those melons! return
me those melons!"

And the woman said, "Only make your stick stop beating me and you
shall have back all the melons." So he ordered the stick back into the
chattee, and she returned them to him forthwith--a whole roomful of
melons full of diamonds, pearls, emeralds, and rubies.

The Brahmin took them home to his wife, and going into the town, with
the help of his good stick, forced the jeweller who had deprived him
of the little emeralds, rubies, diamonds and pearls he had taken to
sell to give them back to him again, and having accomplished this, he
returned to his family, and from that time they all lived very
happily. Then, one day, the Jackal's wife invited her six sisters to
come and pay her a visit. Now the youngest sister was more clever than
any of the others; and it happened that, very early in the morning,
she saw her brother-in-law, the Jackal, take off the Jackal skin and
wash it and brush it, and hang it up to dry; and when he had taken off
the jackal-skin coat, he looked the handsomest prince that ever was
seen. Then his little sister-in-law ran, quickly and quietly, and
stole away the Jackal-skin coat, and threw it on the fire and burned
it. And she awoke her sister, and said, "Sister, sister, your husband
is no longer a jackal: see, that is he stan