40.1 "Oh yes!" Said the boy. "That's bitter woodruff!"
"And what about that?" Asked the cyclope.
"Oh, that? Jerusalem eggplant, of course."
"How about that one?"
"Grey cohosh!"
"And that one?"
"Come now! That's purple spleenwort!"
"That?"
"Creeping nightbane!"
"Okay, and what about..."
"False weeping magnolia! Oh come now! DO you mean to tell me that you don't know what any of these plants are?"
"Nobody does! We have a medicine man, but he is blind, and tells them apart by smell. He can't explain it to anybody, and he's getting old now."
"He knows what to do with them?"
"Of course."
"Hmm, that's interesting." Said the boy. "All I know is the names."
"You shoukd come back with me and become apprentice to our medicine man."
"But I'm supposed to go back home and marry my sister."
"Marry your own sister? You shoukdn't do that!" Said the cyclope. "That's disgusting!"
"Hmm.. well... I suppose you're right. I'll go back with you."
And so he lived the rest of his life as a cyclope, and even married a cyclope woman. Their first son was a two eyed cyclope, and the second was a one eyed man. The first son became the medicine man when the boy died. And the second went on a great journey and became the king of the land of the blind... but that's another story for another time.