a pilgrimage from the Anga country."

Then the merchant Treasure said to him: "I am preparing for a
trading voyage to Golden Island. Do you stay in my house. And
when I come back, and you are wearied from your pilgrimage, rest
here for a time before going home." But Farsight said: "I do not
want to stay here. I would rather go with you." And the good
merchant agreed. And the counsellor slept in the first bed he had
lain in for many nights.

The next day he went to the seashore with the merchant, and
entered the ship loaded with the merchant's goods. He sailed
along, admiring the wonders and terrors of the sea, till at last he
reached Golden Island. There he stayed for a time until the
merchant had finished his buying and selling. Now on the way
back, he saw a magic tree suddenly rising from the ocean. It had
beautiful branches, boughs of gold, fruits of jewels, and splendid
blossoms. And sitting on a jewelled couch in the branches was a
lovely maiden of heavenly beauty. And while the counsellor
wondered what it all meant, the maiden took her lute in her hand,
and began to sing:

Whatever seed of fate is sown,
The fruit appears--'tis strange!
Whatever deed a man has done,
Not God himself can change.

And when she had made her meaning clear, the heavenly maiden
straightway sank with the magic tree and the couch. And Farsight
thought: "What a wonderful thing I have seen to-day! What a