But when he had dug up the ground , what did he find ? Why , nothing but a parcel of old bones , which smelt so badly that he could not stay there a moment longer . And his heart was filled with rage against the dog who had played him this trick , and he seized a pickaxe and killed it on the spot , before he knew what he was doing . When he remembered that he would have to go with his story to the old man and his wife he was rather frightened , but there was nothing to be gained by putting it off , so he pulled a very long face and went to his neighbour 's garden . ` Your dog , ' said he , pretending to weep , ` has suddenly fallen down dead , though I took every care of him , and gave him everything he could wish for . And I thought I had better come straight and tell you . ' Weeping bitterly , the old man went to fetch the body of his favourite , and brought it home and buried it under the fig-tree where he had found the treasure . From morning till night he and his wife mourned over their loss , and nothing could comfort them . At length , one night when he was asleep , he dreamt that the dog appeared to him and told him to cut down the fig-tree over his grave , and out of its wood to make a mortar . But when the old man woke and thought of his dream he did not feel at all inclined to cut down the tree , which bore well every year , and consulted his wife about it . The woman did not hesitate a moment , and said that after what had happened before , the dog 's advice must certainly be obeyed , so the tree was felled , and a beautiful mortar made from it . And when the season came for the rice crop to be gathered the mortar was taken down from its shelf , and the grains placed in it for pounding , when , lo and behold ! in a twinkling of an eye , they all turned into gold pieces . At the sight of all this gold the hearts of the old people were glad , and once more they blessed their faithful dog . But it was not long before this story also came to the ears of their envious neighbour , and he lost no time in going to the old people and asking if they happened to have a mortar which they could lend him . The old man did not at all like parting with his precious treasure , but he never could say no , so the neighbour went off with the mortar under his arm . The moment he got into his own house he took a great handful of rice , and began to shell off the husks , with the help of his wife . But , instead of the gold pieces for which they looked , the rice turned into berries with such a horrible smell that they were obliged to run away , after smashing the mortar in a rage and setting fire to the bits . The old people next door were naturally very much put out when they learned the fate of their mortar , and were not at all comforted by the explanations and excuses made by their neighbour . But that night the dog again appeared in a dream to his master , and told him that he must go and collect the ashes of the burnt mortar and bring them home .
Then , when he heard that the Daimio , or great lord to whom this part XXXXX the country belonged , was expected at the capital , he was to carry the ashes to the high road , through which the procession would have to pass .
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