In a certain country there was a man called Sokka, it is said. For
the purpose of this man's living, catching a monkey (Wandura) and
having made it dance, he began to get money. [After] getting money
in that way, when Sokka, drinking arrack (palm spirit) very well,
is walking to that and this hand, the monkey sprang off and went away.
After that, Sokka, having by means of the money which remained again
drunk arrack very well and become drunk, fell into the ditch. Thereupon
many flies began to settle on this man's body. This Sokka having
become angry at it, when he struck at the flies with both hands a
great many flies fell dead.
In a little time his intoxication having evaporated his sense
came. Thorough sense having come in that manner, when he looked
round about he saw near him the quantity (rasiya) of flies that had
died. While he was there, thinking, "Æyi, Bola, at one blow with my
hand they were deprived of life to this extent; isn't it so?" a very
foolish man who dwelt in that village came to go near this Sokka.