At the next morning, Mathusala was trying to go to hunting. Then Batrache was having a nightmare under the heap of cats. He was dreaming that He is drowning in a sea of cats. And Mathusala goes by a boat to a long way off. And a billow of cats came to Batrache. And all over the house echoed with a shriek, and Batrache tumbled came down from stairs to front of Mathusala with a lump of cats. Then Mathusala had a hearty laugh.
Mathusala found an ox. And she shot arrows. But all arrows fell wide of the ox. And she was slipping to the ox. And she stuck her fingers into the nostrils, and rained blows on the head, and escaped. And the ox ran after her. Mathusala came to an edge of a precipice, and turned. And the ox came to there, and flew out into air, and fell. And Mathusala ran down the precipice by her jumping from bomp to bomp. She ran down through the precipice when, the ox had caved into the ground. And there was front of her house. And she dragged in the ox into her house.
A great number of dishes was lined up, on the floor. And a great number of cats was eating from the dishes. Mathusala did put again a dish on the floor. And some cats came to the dish. Then Batrache was muttering on the corner of the room. Then a cat jumped onto his lap. And all over the house echoed with a shriek, and Mathusala looked him, and rolled about with laughter.
