Kora set out and had not travelled far, before he fell in with an old man who was travelling in the same direction as himself and they agreed to continue their way together.  After walking some miles, Kora said “I have a proposal to make:  let us take it in turns to carry each other:  then we shall neither of us get tired and shall do the journey comfortably.”  The old man refused to have anything to do with such an extraordinary arrangement:  so on they went and by and bye came to a tank which seemed a good place to rest and eat some food by.  The old man sat down at the steps leading down to the water, but Kora went and sat on the bank where it was covered with rough grass.  Presently he called out “Friend, I do not like the look of this tank:  to whom does it belong?” The old man told him the name of the owner, “Then why has he put no post in the middle of it?” This question amazed his companion for there was the usual post sticking up in the middle of the tank in front of them:  he began to think that he had fallen in with a lunatic:  however he said nothing and they went on together:  and presently they passed a large herd of cow-buffaloes:  looking at them Kora said “Whose are these:  why have they no horns?” “But they have got horns:  what on earth do you mean by saying that they have not?” replied his companion, Kora however persisted “No, there is not a horn among them.”  The old man began to lose his temper but they went on and presently passed by a herd of cows, most of them with bells tied round their necks.  No sooner did Kora catch sight of them than he began again “Whose can these cows be?  Why have they not got bells on?” “Look at the bells,” said the old man “cannot you use your eyes?” “No,” said Kora, “I cannot see a bell among them.”  The old man did not think it worth while to argue with him and at evening they reached the village where he lived:  and Kora asked to be allowed to stay with him for the night.  So they went to his house and sat down on a string bed in the cow-shed while the women folk brought them out water to wash their feet.  After sitting awhile, Kora suddenly said “Father, why did you not put up a king post when you were making this cow-shed?” Now at that very moment he was leaning against the king post and the old man was too puzzled and angry at his idiotic question to say anything:  so he got up and went into the house to tell his wife to put some extra rice into the pot for their visitor.  His wife and daughter at once began asking him who their guest was:  he said that he knew nothing about him except that he was an absolute idiot.  “What is the matter with him,” asked the daughter:  “he looks quite sensible”:  then her father began to tell her all the extraordinary things that Kora had said:  how he had proposed that they should carry each other in turn:  and had declared that there was no post in the middle of the tank:  and that the buffaloes had no horns and the cows no bells:  and that there was no king