A monkey, looking very sad and dejected, was walking along the bank of the river one day when he met a turtle.  
“How are you?” asked the turtle, noticing that he looked sad.
 
The monkey replied, “Oh, my friend, I am very hungry. The squash of Mr. Farmer were all taken by the other monkeys, and now I am about to die from want of food.”
 
“Do not be discouraged,” said the turtle; “take a bolo and follow me and we will steal some banana plants.”
 
So they walked along together until they found some nice plants which they dug up, and then they looked for a place to set them. Finally the monkey climbed a tree and planted his in it, but as the turtle could not climb he dug a hole in the ground and set his there.
 
When their work was finished they went away, planning what they should do with their crop. The monkey said:
 
“When my tree bears fruit, I shall sell it and have a great deal of money.”
 
And the turtle said: “When my tree bears fruit, I shall sell it and buy three varas of cloth to wear in place of this cracked shell.” [177]
 
A few weeks later they went back to the place to see their plants and found that that of the monkey was dead, for its roots had had no soil in the tree, but that of the turtle was tall and bearing fruit.
 
“I will climb to the top so that we can get the fruit,” said the monkey. And he sprang up the tree, leaving the poor turtle on the ground alone.
 
“Please give me some to eat,” called the turtle, but the monkey threw him only a green one and ate all the ripe ones himself.
 
When he had eaten all the good bananas, the monkey stretched his arms around the tree and went to sleep. The turtle, seeing this, was very angry and considered how ............