THE ORIGIN OF RUBIES

There was a certain king who died leaving four sons behind him with his

queen. The queen was passionately fond of the youngest of the princes.

She gave him the best robes, the best horses, the best food, and the

best furniture. The other three princes became exceedingly jealous of

their youngest brother, and, conspiring against him and their mother,

made them live in a separate house, and took possession of the estate.

Owing to overindulgence, the youngest prince had become very wilful. He

never listened to any one, not even to his mother, but had his own way

in everything. One day he went with his mother to bathe in the river. A

large boat was riding there at anchor. None of the boatmen were in it.

The prince went into the boat, and told his mother to come into it. His

mother besought him to get down from the boat, as it did not belong to

him. But the prince said, "No, mother I am not coming down; I mean to go

on a voyage, and if you wish to come with me, then delay not but come up

at once, or I shall be off in a trice." The queen besought the prince to

do no such thing, but to come down instantly. But the prince gave no

heed to what she said, and began to take up the anchor. The queen went

up into the boat in great haste; and the moment she was on board the

boat started, and falling into the current passed on swiftly like an

arrow. The boat went on and on till it reached the sea. After it had

gone many furlongs into the open sea, the boat came near a whirlpool

where the prince saw a great many rubies of monstrous size floating on

the waters. Such large rubies no one had ever seen, each being in value

equal to the wealth of seven kings. The prince caught hold of

half-a-dozen of those rubies, and put them on board. His mother said,

"Darling, don't take up those red balls; they must belong to somebody

who has been shipwrecked, and we may be taken up as thieves." At the

repeated entreaties of his mother, the prince threw them into the sea,

keeping only one tied up in his clothes. The boat then drifted toward

the coast, and the queen and the prince arrived at a certain port where

they landed.

The port where they landed was not a small place; it was a large city,

the capital of a great king. Not far from the palace, the queen and her

son hired a hut where they lived. As the prince was yet a boy, he was

fond of playing at marbles. When the children of the king came out to

play on a lawn before the palace, our young prince joined them. He had

no marbles, but he played with the ruby which he had in his possession.

The ruby was so hard that it broke every taw against which it struck.

The daughter of the king, who used to watch the games from a balcony of

the palace, was astonished to see a brilliant red ball in the hand of

the strange lad, and wanted to take possession of it. She told her

father that a boy of the street had an uncommonly bright stone in his

possession which she must have or else she would starve herself to

death. The king ordered his servants to bring to him the lad with that

precious stone. When the boy was brought, the king wondered at the

largeness and brilliancy of the ruby. He had never seen anything like

it. He doubted whether any king of any country in the world possessed so

great a treasure. He asked the lad where he had got it. The lad replied

that he got it from the sea. The king offered a thousand rupees for the

ruby, and the lad, not knowing its value, readily parted with it for

that sum. He went with the money to his mother, who was not a little

frightened, thinking that her son had stolen the money from some rich

man's house. She became quiet, however, on being assured that the money

was given to him by the king in exchange for the red ball which he had

picked up in the sea.

The king's daughter, on getting the ruby put it in her hair, and,

standing before her pet parrot, said to the bird, "Oh, my darling

parrot, don't I look very beautiful with this ruby in my hair?" The

parrot replied, "Beautiful! you look quite hideous with it! What

princess ever puts only one ruby in her hair? It would be somewhat

feasible if you had two at least." Stung with shame at the reproach cast

in her teeth by the parrot, the princess went into the grief-chamber of

the palace, and would neither eat nor drink. The king was not a little

concerned when he heard that his daughter had gone into the

grief-chamber. He went to her, and asked her the cause of her grief. The

princess told the king what her pet parrot had said, and added, "Father,

if you do not procure for me another ruby like this, I'll put an end to

my life by mine own hands." The king was overwhelmed with grief. Where

was he to get another ruby like it? He doubted whether another like it

could be found in the whole world. He ordered the lad who had sold the

ruby, to be brought into his presence. "Have you, young man," asked the

king, "another ruby like the one you sold me?" The lad replied: "No, I

have not got one. Why, do you want another? I can give you lots, if you

wish to have them. They are to be found in a whirlpool in the sea, far,

far away. I can go and fetch some for you." Amazed at the lad's reply,

the king offered rich rewards for procuring only another ruby of the

same sort.

The lad went home and said to his mother that he must go to sea again to

fetch some rubies for the king. The woman was quite frightened at the

idea, and begged him not to go. But the lad was resolved on going, and

nothing could prevent him from carrying out his purpose. He accordingly

went alone on board that same vessel which had brought him and his

mother, and set sail. He reached the whirlpool, from near which he had

formerly picked up the rubies. This time, however, he determined to go

to the exact spot whence the rubies were coming out. He went to the

centre of the whirlpool, where he saw a gap reaching to the bottom of

the ocean. He dived into it, leaving his boat to wheel round the

whirlpool. When he reached the bottom of the ocean he saw there a

beautiful palace. He went inside. In the central room of the palace

there was the god Siva, with his eyes closed, and absorbed apparently in

intense meditation. A few feet above Siva's head was a platform, on

which lay a young lady of exquisite beauty. The prince went to the

platform and saw that the head of the lady was separated from her body.

Horrified at the sight, he did not know what to make of it. He saw a

stream of blood trickling from the severed head, falling upon the matted

head of Siva, and running into the ocean in the form of rubies. After a

little two small rods, one of silver and one of gold, which were lying

near the head of the lady, attracted his eyes. As he took up the rods in

his hands, the golden rod accidentally fell upon the head, on which the

head immediately joined itself to the body, and the lady got up.

Astonished at the sight of a human being, the lady asked the prince who

he was and how he had got there. After hearing the story of the prince's

adventures, the lady said, "Unhappy young man, depart instantly from

this place; for when Siva finishes his meditations he will turn you to

ashes by a single glance of his eyes." The young man, however, would not

go except in her company, as he was over head and ears in love with the

beautiful lady. At last they both contrived to run away from the palace,

and coming up to the surface of the ocean they climbed into the boat

near the centre of the whirlpool, and sailed away toward land, having

previously laden the vessel with a cargo of rubies. The wonder of the

prince's mother at seeing the beautiful damsel may be well imagined.

Early next morning the prince sent a basin full of big rubies, through a

servant. The king was astonished beyond measure. His daughter, on

getting the rubies, resolved on marrying the wonderful lad who had made

a present of them to her. Though the prince had a wife, whom he had

brought up from the depths of the ocean, he consented to have a second

wife. They were accordingly married, and lived happily for years,

begetting sons and daughters.

Here my story endeth,

The Natiya-thorn withereth, etc.

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