Once upon a time there were two Neighbours living in two houses, side
by side, in the same village. One of these was rich, and the other one
poor. The rich man, whose name was Tse-ring, was proud, arrogant, and
stingy; whilst the poor man, whose name was Cham-ba, was a kind-hearted
man, who was generous to all as far as his means allowed.
Now it happened that a pair of Sparrows came and built their nest in
the eaves over the doorway of the poor man’s house, where, in the
course of time, the young birds were hatched out. One day, before the
young birds had learnt to fly, the two old Sparrows were away hunting
for food, and one of the young ones fell out of its nest on to the poor
man’s door-step, and broke its leg. Shortly after the poor man coming
into his house saw the young Sparrow lying helpless on his door-step,
so he picked it up to see what was wrong, and found that its leg was
broken. So he carried it into the house, and very carefully bound up
its leg with a piece of thread; and then took it up to the roof, and
put it back in the nest.
Now this Sparrow, although the poor man did not know it, was really a
fairy in disguise, and later on, when it had grown up, it flew out one
day and returned with its beak full of grain. The poor man was sitting
in his house when the little Sparrow flew in and perched on the table
in front of him. It dropped the grain on the table, and after giving
one or two chirps it said to the man:
“This grain is in return for your kindness to me. Plant it in your
garden and see what comes up,” and so saying it flew away.
The poor man was very much surprised at hearing the Sparrow speak, and
he thought to himself:
“Well, this is not a very valuable present, but still it shows how
grateful even a little bird can be for a kindness done to him; and any
way I will plant the grain in my garden as it directed.”
So he planted the grain just in front of his house, and soon forgot all
about the incident.
A month or two later the grain grew, and soon attained its full height;
and one day the poor man, going to look at it, was astonished to find
that, instead of grain, each ear of corn contained a valuable jewel. He
was very much delighted at this discovery, and having collected all the
jewels, he carried them away to a neighbouring town, where he was able
to sell them for a large sum of money, and thus found himself in a
condition of great comfort and prosperity.
Soon after this the rich Neighbour, having observed the change which
had taken place in the poor man’s circumstances, came over one day in
order to try and find out how Cham-ba had become so rich and
prosperous. He carried over with him a jug of beer, and, on the
pretence of conviviality, he offered his Neighbour a drink, and during
the course of the conversation which followed he asked Cham-ba to tell
him the secret of his new wealth. Cham-ba, who was of a very
unsuspicious nature, related to him the whole story of the Sparrow, the
grain, and the jewels, and having learnt the secret the rich man
returned to his own house, pondering deeply how he could turn this
story to his own advantage.
Now it happened that a Sparrow had hatched out her young in a nest just
over his house door also. So next day he went up on to the roof, and
leaning out over the parapet he picked out a young Sparrow from the
nest with a pair of chop-sticks, and dropped it on to the ground below,
where the poor little bird broke its leg. He then went down, picked up
the young Sparrow, bound up its leg with a piece of thread, and put it
back into its nest, saying as he did so that he hoped it would remember
his kindness.
Sure enough, when the Sparrow grew up it flew into his house one day,
and perched on the table before him. It dropped some grain from its
beak, and after a few preliminary chirps it said:
“This grain is a present in return for your kindness to me. Plant it in
your garden and see what grows up.”
The rich man was greatly delighted on hearing this, and thought to
himself that he would soon be the possessor of beautiful jewels like
his Neighbour. He prepared a bed very carefully in his garden, and
planted the grain in the richest part of the soil. Every day he used to
go and watch the spot, carefully examining the young shoots to see how
they were getting on.
The seeds sprouted and grew very fast, and one morning, when he went
out as usual to see how his crop was doing, to his astonishment he
found that instead of a few stalks of barley, as he had expected, a
great fierce-looking man, with a bundle of papers under his arm, was
standing in the middle of the bed. The rich man was very frightened at
seeing this truculent-looking stranger, and asked who he was.
“I was a creditor of yours in one of your former existences,” replied
the Apparition. “You were then heavily in my debt, and I have come back
here with all the necessary documents to claim what you owed me.”
So saying, the Stranger seized upon the rich man’s house, his cattle,
his sheep, his lands, and all his possessions, and reduced the rich man
to the position of a slave in his household.
Some months after, Cham-ba, now rich and prosperous, started off on a
journey, and before going he asked Tse-ring to take charge of a bag of
gold-dust for him, and to keep it until he returned. Tse-ring undertook
the charge of the gold, but in his new state of poverty and dependence
he was unable to resist the temptation of spending some of it, and at
last he found that the whole of the gold left in his charge was
exhausted. Not knowing what to do he filled the bag with sand, and
awaited his Neighbour’s return with some trepidation.
A few days after Cham-ba came back from his journey, and called upon
his Neighbour, and asked for his bag of gold. Tse-ring produced the bag
and handed it over to Cham-ba without saying anything, and when Cham-ba
opened it to see whether the gold was all right he found that it
contained sand instead of gold.
“How is this?” said he. “I entrusted to you a bag of gold-dust, and you
have given me back only sand.”
The dishonest Neighbour had no reply to make. He pretended to look very
surprised, and all he could say was:
“My friend, it has turned into this! My friend, it has turned into
this!”
Cham-ba said nothing more, but carried off the bag to his own house.
Soon afterwards Cham-ba announced his intention of starting a school
for little boys, where they would be taught free, and Tse-ring,
thinking that a free education for his Son was not to be neglected,
sent over his young Son to attend the school. A few days later he found
it necessary to make a short journey to a neighbouring town, and before
starting he entrusted his little Son to his neighbour, Cham-ba, and
asked him to look after the boy until his return.
As soon as he was gone Cham-ba procured a tame Monkey and taught it to
say the following words.
“Worthy father, I am turned into this! Worthy father, I am turned into
this!”
When Tse-ring returned from his journey he walked over to the
school-house one day to see how his Son was getting on, and he found
Cham-ba seated there teaching the boys their lessons. Tse-ring looked
round to see his Son, but could not detect him anywhere, but to his
surprise he noticed a Monkey seated on one of the benches.
“Where is my son?” asked Tse-ring, “and how is he getting on?”
Cham-ba said nothing, but picked up the Monkey and carried it to him.
“What do you mean by this?” said Tse-ring. “This is not my Son. Where
is the boy whom I entrusted to your care?”
Whereupon the Monkey spoke up and said:
“Worthy father, I am turned into this! Worthy father, I am turned into
this!”
The father flew into a violent rage and stormed at his neighbour,
Cham-ba, for some time, but without producing any impression. Finally,
on thinking the matter over, he decided it was better to pay up the
gold he had stolen, on condition of having his proper Son restored to
him.
STORY No. V.