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MUSTARD I – Ch. 14 | KT OLLA

NOW time passed and men grew. Ede settled around the newly found waters. The large town clustered round the waters, and lived and prospered.

Meanwhile, a few members of the townsfolk didn’t move from the former settlement. As shifting homes appeared quite tough for some.

Therefore the first settlement was made a tribute town of Ede Land, in those days of empire building.

It was renamed ‘Awó’. Situated on the byway as one journey to a town called Ìwó.

So, Moro and his brothers bought land in Ede. At its new site around the River Oṣun. And then they built houses like others also.

The men built three houses to form a large homestead. It sooner became the households of Moro and Oji and Daleka...

A clan of three brothers.

Meanwhile, as Ede Town moved from its former place to the vast new ground, they hunted and farmed in the far south, thick in the wild jungle.

They planted palms to make oil and trade in them. They dealt in fruit crops also. And covered the land in green.

Their hunters went several days in the wild, armed with magic. They fought wild beasts, killed them and brought them home.

Everyone in that place walked in and out of the wild like beings of the night.

So therefore, as Moro too had his home in the major town, he roamed into the thick forests southwards...

And there he claimed a mass of land to farm.

Oji and Daleka did the same.

Still, this time, the brothers had no cause to talk anyone into giving them land. Nor promise a tribute to anybody.

For this time they had gotten homes in the town like true men. Like true sons of the land.

So, Moro farmed and prospered. He owned a farmhouse which later became a large farmstead.

Now the man worked so hard till he lost the passing of time.

Yet in the meantime, he made an effort to love a girl.

And it was a different tale.

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