Long ago, when our grandfathers first came and sat down in this country, there was a bitter and violent dispute going on between Day and Night. Who was the more important, was their dispute. They submitted the question to the people of a town near here. The people decided in favor of Night, hoping that Night would live up to the decision about his importance, and become Day, and light would thereby always be present. The decision angered Day, and he left the country for a distant land. So it was always dark here. The people called Night, and said, “Since it is on your account Day left us, why don’t you give us light?” Night tried, but failed. The people went to a country witch-doctor. She told them to send for Rooster, Doodoo, and Bleto. These three were to seek Day, and tell him that the people had concluded he was much more important than Night, and begged him to come back. The three find Day. Doodoo says, “We come to tell you, Great Lord, that the people now agree that you were in the right.” Bleto says, “And we beg you to return at once.” Rooster says, “And it is fitting that I announce your coming,” and he went up a hill and crowed. The lesson of this tale is, Never undertake work you cannot do.