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The Water Maid

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Long ago in the central mountains, a young man named Henio became lost while hunting. For many weeks he wandered through the forest, with only his horse to keep him company. He drank the water from the streams and ate berries and the small animals he caught, but he knew that he would perish if he did not find shelter quickly.

One morning, he came to an ancient stone wall. It was so high he could not see over it, and looking in either direction he could see no end.

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The Dead Wife

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Once upon a time there were a man and his wife who lived in the forest, very far from the rest of the tribe. Very often they spent the day in hunting together, but after a while the wife found that she had so many things to do that she was obliged to stay at home; so he went alone, though he found that when his wife was not with him he never had any luck. One day, when he was away hunting, the woman fell ill, and in a few days she died.

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The Snow Bride

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Mosaku and his apprentice Minokichi journeyed to a forest, some little distance from their village. It was a bitterly cold night when they neared their destination, and saw in front of them a cold sweep of water. They desired to cross this river, but the ferryman had gone away, leaving his boat on the other side of the water, and as the weather was too inclement to admit of swimming across the river they were glad to take shelter in the ferryman’s little hut.

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Death’s Godson

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Once, not long ago, there was a poor man who had twelve children.  He worked day and night to keep them fed, and could not even provide them with enough clothing to stay warm.  When his thirteenth child was born, he was desperate, and fearful for the fate of his family.  In despair he ran out into the highway, intending to ask the first person he met to be his baby’s godparent.  

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