Nymo is returning from the far interior with an elephant’s tusk which his friend the king has “dashed” him. He has been many days on the road, and the tusk is a burden. He meets a bald-headed vulture, who offers to carry the tusk for him. When Nymo arrives home, he does not “meet” the tusk, so he sends his children to Vulture to fetch it. Vulture denies having any tusk belonging to Nymo. Nymo calls all the animals from the bush, and charges Vulture with keeping his tusk from him. The animals send for Vulture, and require him to answer the charge. “Good friends,” says Vulture, “look carefully at Nymo's head and at mine. Which shows signs of having carried a heavy load from the far interior?” They find Vulture’s head quite bald, and no sign about Nymo’s head of carrying a load. Accordingly they let Vulture keep the tusk. The next year Vulture cuts the bush from a large piece of land for his rice-farm. With great labor he burns the bush, clears the land, and plants his seed. The rains come, and the rice grows so fast that in short time Vulture has a fine crop to harvest. Nymo has been watching; and when the rice is ready to cut, he opens a big wide road from his house straight to Vultures farm. Then he takes with him his family and begins to cut rice, which they carry home and eat. Every day they return to the farm for more. Vulture catches them at it, and asks Nymo why he is gathering rice from his farm. Nymo rejoins, “How can you claim this rice? Don’t you see the big wide road that runs from my house to this farm?” If the rice belongs to you, show me the road you have made.” — “I always fly to my farm,” says Vulture, “hence I have made no road.” They agree to take the dispute to the animals. At the meeting, Vulture charges Nymo with stealing his rice, and Nymo proposes to the animals to visit the farm and see for themselves which shows evidence of having made the farm. When the animals come, Nymo shows them his road; but Vulture has none to show. The animals conclude it is not possible to have a farm without first making a road to it, so they decide in favor of Nymo. On the way home, Vulture thinks to himself, “No matter how clever one may be, he has a superior.”