TALE XXIV.

The sprite said, “Your majesty! in the country of Kaling there was a

Brahman named Yagya Sharmã, whose wife’s name was Somadattã. She was

very beautiful. The Brahman began offering sacrifices, whereupon his

wife had a beautiful boy. When he attained the age of five years, his

father began teaching him the _Shãstras_. At the age of twelve years he

had finished the study of all the Shãstras, and become a great scholar;

and he began to be in constant attendance upon, and to help his father.”

“After the lapse of some time the boy died, and in their sorrow for him

his parents uttered loud cries of lamentation and wailing. On receiving

this news all his kinsfolk hastened thither, and fastening the boy

upon a bier, took him away to the burning-ground; and when there, began

repeatedly gazing at him, and saying to one another, ‘See! even in

death he appears beautiful!’ They were uttering words like these, and

arranging the pyre, while an ascetic was also seated there engaged in

religious austerity. He hearing these words began to think to himself,

‘My body has become very old; if I enter this boy’s body, I can practise

religious meditation with ease and comfort.’”

“Having thought thus, he entered the body of the child, turned round,

and pronouncing the names of Rãm (Balarãm) and Krishn, sat up as one

sits up from sleep. When the people witnessed this, they all returned

to their homes in astonishment; while his father lost all desire for the

world on witnessing this marvel; first he laughed, then he wept.”

After relating so much of the story, the sprite said, “Say, your

majesty! why he laughed, and why he wept.” Thereupon the king said,

“Seeing the ascetic enter his body, and so learning the art (of changing

one’s own body for another) he laughed; and through regret at having to

quit his own body he wept, thinking, ‘Thus shall I too some day have to

abandon my own body.’” Hearing this, the sprite went again and suspended

himself on that tree; and the king, too, arriving close at his heels,

bound him, put him on his shoulder, and carried him away.

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