FAIRY TALES 233

and rushed down to the shore. They are in the quagmire!”

The brothers ran down to the shore to see, and there, sure enough, were the pigs with just the tips of their tails sticking out of the sand. They seized the tails to pull them out, but the tails broke off (so they thought) and the pigs sank down into the mire so deep that they could never be found.

At last Coolnajoo made so much trouble for his brothers with his cleverness that they de- cided to do away with him altogether. They thought it would be best to drown him; so they tied him up in a bag, and took him down to the shore when the tide was out, and buried him, leaving him to be drowned when the tide came in.

Soon Coolnajoo heard a drove of pigs going by, saying:

“Uh! Uh! Uh!”

“Come and help me,” he called. “If you will uncover me and untie me, I will lead you to a place Where you can feed on chickweed to your hearts’ content.” The pigs heard him calling and went to the spot Where he was buried. They thrust their noses deep into the soft earth, and soon unburied the bag. They dragged it out, and untied the string. Up jumped Coolna- joo, seized one of the pigs, and thrust him into