Elephant is king of a large town where all the animals live. Every day there is a big palaver, because Nymo is constantly going about gossipping about his neighbors. At last Elephant loses patience, and beats the town-drum to call the animals together. Elephant says, “My friends, Nymo has caused plenty trouble in this town by gossip. Take him to the river by the big bush and drown him.” They make a very strong kingja (basket of palm-fronds and bamboo), catch Nymo, and tie him in. King Elephant appoints four trusted carriers to take the kingja to the river and throw it in. On their way, the carriers set the kingja down in the road, and withdraw to the shade to rest and chop. A hunter passes; and Nymo calls to him, and says, "Untie me, and I will tell you something!” Hunter unties him. Nymo says, “They are carrying me to Leopard’s town to make me king. I don’t want to go. I never have agreed, and never will agree, to it. They are taking me by force, anyhow.” — “Tie me in the kingja,” proposes Hunter. “I will go in your place.” Nymo ties in Hunter, and runs into the bush to watch what happens. The carriers get the kingja and throw it into the river. Nymo goes far into the interior. He makes plenty friends. Every day, as the people cook their chop, they give him a generous portion, more than he can eat. So he saves what is left over, and makes up a package to take to every one in his own town. On his return home, the animals welcome him when they learn that he brings a ““ dash” for each. Nymo asks to have the drum beaten to call all together. He hands each animal his package, and says, “My good friends, accept these presents I bring from your dead relatives. Also the plenty ‘ how do’ they send.” To King Elephant he gives the biggest ‘“ dash” of all, and says, “King, your relatives asked many, many questions about you, and wanted to know why you have not come to see them. They asked me to urge you to come, so they could make big play and give you plenty ‘dash’.”” Elephant and all the animals beg Nymo to take them to see their dead relatives. Nymo finally agrees, and says that first each must make his own kingja. It is only possible to reach the land of their relatives tied in a kingja. They all reach the river; and Elephant stipulates, that, as he is king, he go first. Tied fast in his kingja, they throw him in. There is a great gurgle, gurgle, gurgle. “That is the rejoicing below, of Elephant’s relatives over his coming,” says Nymo. The others want to follow Elephant at once; but Nymo asks them to return home, he has something more to tell. At home, he asks, ‘Have any of you ever seen one drowned come back to life?” — “No.” — “Well, Elephant has just been drowned, and he can never come back. I treated him as he tried to treat me.” The animals grumble, but do not molest Nymo, for Elephant had been something of a tyrant as king.