THE WICKED PRINCESS

In a country there was a King; the King had a Prince (son). He sent

the Prince to a school to learn the arts, and the Prince quickly

learnt the arts. The teacher, having become pleased with the Prince,

gave his daughter in marriage to the Prince. When they were thus for

no long time the Prince's father, the King, died.

At that time he set out to go back with the Princess to his own

country. When going, they were obliged to go through the middle of

a forest on the path on which they were going.

In the midst of the forest there was a Vaedda King. The Vaedda King

having seen this Princess and Prince, asked, "Who are you? To go where,

came you?"

Thereupon the Prince says, "I indeed am the Prince called Manam,

of the King here; this is my Princess," he said.

"It is good. Who gave you permission to go through the middle of this

forest of mine? Owing to your coming without permission, I shall now

kill you," he said. "Otherwise, if you wish to go to your kingdom,

having now made this Princess remain here, you may go."

The Prince says, "I will not go, leaving here my Princess whom I

married in my youth. If you will not let us go, it will be better

that we two should die."

When he had said this, the Vaedda King, although he spoke about it

again and again, did not listen to him. Afterwards, having caused

his army to be brought, "Look now at this army of mine," he said;

"they will kill you. Then you will not have your kingdom, nor your

Princess. Obtaining your kingdom will be better than that, having

caused your Princess to remain here, and having gone, saving your

life," he said.

Then the Prince said, "My kingdom does not matter to me if there be

not my Princess."

"It is good. If so, look, now, in a little [time], at the way I shall

kill you."

"No matter for that."

"My army! Come. Kill this Prince."

Then the Vaeddas came running, bringing bows and arrows. The Prince

having said to the Princess, "You sit down. Look at what I do to these

Vaeddas. Don't cry. The favour of the Gods is for us," taking his bow,

fights with the army of the Vaedda King. Having said, "Shoot! Kill

the Prince!" all came, and sprang [forward], and began to shoot. The

Prince having given his sword into the hand of his very Princess,

taking the bow began to shoot at them.

Well then, all having fallen, a few persons, only, being left over,

they bounded off and went away.

At that time the Vaedda King said, "Is He [105] a great clever one!

What of my army's inability! I will not allow Him [105] to take the

Princess and go. Come to fight,--we two persons;" and he called him.

Thereupon the Prince, after he (the Vaedda King) took his bow, says,

"Not in that way. We two having wrestled, must cut off the head of

the person who should fall," he said.

"It is good. I am satisfied."

"If so, come. Princess, take this sword of mine," he said.

At that time, the Vaedda having looked in the direction of the

Princess, and having spoken [to her] without the Prince's knowing, the

Princess was mentally bound to the Vaedda King. He had no beauty,--a

very black colour. The Prince was a very beautiful person.

Well then, while they were wrestling, the Vaedda King having got

underneath, fell. Then the Prince asked the Princess for the sword. The

Princess quickly having given the sheath of the sword to the Prince,

gave the sword blade to the Vaedda King. Well then, the Vaedda King

cut the Prince's neck with the sword blade. The Prince died.

The Princess says, "Good work! That indeed was in my mind. Now then,

there is no fear; we can remain," she said.

The Vaedda King says, "You are very good. If you were not [here]

to-day, no life for me. Owing to your faithfulness, indeed, I

survive. Having taken off your clothes, and the tied things (belt,

bracelets, necklace, etc.) and ornaments, give them into my hand,

in order to place them on the [other] bank of that river, and come

back," he said.

Seizing them, and having taken them and placed them somewhere, and

returned [he said], "Let us go; we have not any fear."

Taking her to the middle of the river, he said, "Throughout this world

there is not an evil bad woman like you." Having said, "It is bad

[even] to remain in the country in which is the woman who gave the

sword sheath, in order to kill outright the Prince whom you married

while young,--having tied your mind on me whom you saw to-day [only],"

having said this, he bounded off and went away.

Her ornaments and her clothes having been lost, without even a place

to go to for food or clothing, while she was on the bank of the river

in the midst of the forest, a Jackal came running to the place where

the Princess was staying, holding in his mouth a piece of meat.

Having come there [and seen the reflection of the meat in the water],

he placed the piece of meat on the ground, and sprang to seize a

piece of meat that was inside the river.

Then a kite that was flying above, having come, flew away, taking

the piece of meat.

The Princess having been looking on at it, says, "Bola! Foolish

Jackal! Putting aside the piece of meat that was in thy mouth, thou

wentest to eat meat in the river! Was that good?"

After she had scolded him, the Jackal says, "Not like my foolishness

was yours. Having been staying married to the King here, having

indeed gone to be married to the Vaedda King seen [by you] at that

very instant, now you are staying in that way, without even to eat

or to wear, or even a place to go to. It is thou thyself hast done

foolishness more than I." Having said this, and scolded her well,

he went away.

Afterwards the God Sakra having come, taking a Jackal's disguise,

because of the wickedness which the Princess did, bit her and tore

her to pieces.

(According to a variant related by a Washerman she joined a poor man

and went about with him, getting a living by begging, until she died.)

P. B. Madahapola, Ratemahatmaya, North-western Province.

In The Orientalist, vol. i, p. 184, this story was given by Mr.

H. A. Pieris, extracted from a dramatic work called Kolan-kavi-pota.

A King named Maname and his Queen while on a hunting excursion lost

their way in the forest. The Vaedda King stopped them, but offered

to release the King if he would hand over the Queen. The King refused,

they fought, and the Vaedda King got him down. Maname asked the Queen

for his sword; but as she had fallen in love with the handsome Vaedda

she held out the sheath, and when the King seized it drew out the

sword and gave it to the Vaedda, who cut off the King's head.

Afterwards the Vaedda made off with her jewels and clothes at

the river. While she sat there, Sakra appeared in the form of a fox

(jackal), holding a piece of meat, Matali as a hawk, and another deva

[Pañcasikka] as a fish. The jackal dropped its meat on the bank, and

plunged into the water to seize the fish as it swam by; the hawk then

carried off the piece of meat. The Queen remarked on the stupidity

of the jackal, which replied that her folly was greater than his;

and she died of a broken heart when she realised it. This story is

simply the Jataka tale No. 374 (vol. iii, p. 145), except that in

the Jataka the woman is not described as dying or being killed.

In the Aventures de Paramarta of the Abbé Dubois, a dog which had

stolen a leg of mutton in a village, while crossing a river with

it observed its reflection in the water, let go its own mutton,

and sprang to seize that of the other dog, of course losing both.

In the Tota Kahani (Small), p. 81, a young married woman eloped with a

stranger one night, and while near a pond he stole her jewels when she

was asleep. In the morning a jackal came up, carrying a bone. Seeing

a fish that had fallen on the bank, it dropped the bone and rushed to

catch the fish, which floundered into the water. In the meantime the

bone was carried off by a dog. The woman laughed, quoted a proverb, "He

who leaves the half to run after the whole, gets neither the whole nor

the half," and told the jackal her story. It recommended her to return

home shamming insanity; she did this, and allayed suspicion by it.

In the Katha Sarit Sagara (Tawney), vol. ii, p. 76, a fool who went

to drink water at a tank saw in it the reflection of a golden-crested

bird that was sitting on a tree. Thinking it was real gold, he entered

the water several times to get it, but the movement of the surface

caused it to disappear each time. In Julien's Les Avadanas this story

is No. XLVI, vol. i, p. 171; in this tale the man saw the reflection

of a piece of gold which the bird had placed in the tree.

In the Preface to The Kathakoça, p. xvii, Mr. Tawney quoted from

Professor Jacobi's introduction to the Parisishta Parvan the Jain form

of the story, in which the robber left the Queen without clothing on

the river bank. The Vyantara god, in order to save her soul, took

the form of a jackal carrying a piece of flesh. When he dropped it

and rushed to seize a fish that sprang on the bank, a bird carried

off the meat. The Queen laughed, the jackal retorted, exhorted her

to take refuge in the Jina, and she became a nun.

In Les Avadanas (Julien), No. LXXV, vol. ii, p. 11, a woman eloped with

her lover, who carried her gold, silver, and clothes across a river

and abandoned her. A fox which had caught a sparrow-hawk came up,

let go the hawk in order to spring at a fish in the river, and lost

both. When the woman remarked on his stupidity, the fox admitted it,

and retorted that hers was still greater. This is the form in which the

story occurs in Cinq Cents Contes et Apologues (Chavannes), vol. i,

p. 381; but in vol. ii, p. 367, there is a variant which agrees with

the following Tibetan tale.

In A. von Schiefner's Tibetan Tales (Ralston), p. 232, a robber

chief for whom a woman abandoned a blind man, sent her first into the

river and then made off with her things. A jackal which came with a

piece of flesh dropped it in order to seize a fish on the bank; this

sprang into the water, and a vulture carried away the meat. After the

usual retorts, the jackal agreed to assist her on her promising it

meat daily, told her to stand in the water immersed to the neck, and

persuaded the King whose wife she had been to pardon her on account

of this penance.

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