ABSTRACT
The next night the hunter sewed his son into a ram's skin, and on the third night into a goat's skin. And he and his wife prayed to God more fervently than ever. No matter how the cunning one struggled, he still couldn't find the little boy. After that the hunter chose a prominent place and let his whole army out of the little chest, and he ordered them to chop down a forest and build a city. In an instant the work was boiling along, and out of somewhere, as if out of the earth itself, a large and glorious city arose and he lived in this city and ruled there, and he ruled long and happily.
