VII. THE MAURYAS OF INDIA

"Some talk of Alexander" may be appropriate here; but not much.

He was Aristotle's pupil; and apart from or beyond his terrific

military genius, had ideas. Genius is sometimes, perhaps more

often than we suspect, an ability to concentrate the mind into a

kind of impersonality; almost non-existence, so that you have in

it a channel for the great forces of nature to play through. We

shall find that Mr. Judge's phrase 'the Crest-Wave of Evolution'

is no empty one: words were things, with him and in fact, as he

says; and it is so here. For this Crest-Wave is a force that

actually rolls over the world as a wave over the face of the sea,

raising up splendors in one nation after another in order

_geographically,_ and with no haphazard about it. Its first and

largest movement is from East to West; producing (as far as I

can see) the great manvantaric periods (fifteen hundred years

apiece) in East Asia, West Asia, and Europe; each of these being

governed by its own cycles. But it has a secondary movement as

well; a smaller motion within the larger one; and this produces

the brilliant days (thirteen decades long for the most part) that

recur in the manvantaras. Thus: China seems to have been in

manvantara from 2300 to 850 B. C.; West Asia, from 1890 to 390;

Europe, from 870 B. C. to 630 A. D. So in the time of Alexander

West Asia was newly dead, and China waiting to be reborn. The

Crest-Wave, in so far as it concerned the European manvantara,

had to roll westward from Greece (in its time) to awaken Italy;

but in its universal aspect--in its strongest force--it had to

roll eastward, that its impulse might touch more important China

when her time for awaking should come. It is an impetus, of which

sometimes we can see the physical links and lines along which it

travels, and sometimes we cannot. The line from Greece to China

lies through Persia and India. But Persia was dead, in pralaya;

you could expect no splendor, no mark of the Crest-Wave's

passing, there. So Alexander, rising by his genius and towering

ideas to the plane where these great motions are felt, skips you

lightly across dead Persia, knocks upon the doors of India to say

that it is dawn and she must be up and doing; and subsides. I

doubt he carried her any cultural impulse, in the ordinary sense;

it is _our_ Euro-American conceit to imagine the Greek was the

highest thing in civilization in the world at that time. We may

take it that Indian civilization was far higher and better in all

esentials; certainly the Greeks who went there presently, and

left a record, were impressed with that fact. You shall see;

out of their own mouths we will convict them. It is the very

burden of Megasthenes' song.

Alexander had certain larger than Greek conceptions, which one

must admire in him. Though he overthrew the Persians, he never

made the mistake of thinking them an inferior race. On the

contrary, he respected them highly; and proposed to make of them

and his Greeks and Mecedoinians one homogeneous people, in which

the Persian qualities of aristocracy should supply a need he

felt in Europeans. The Law made use of his intention, partially,

and to the furtherance of its own designs.--His method of

treating the conquered was (generally) far more Persian or

Asiatic than Greek; that is to say, far more humane and decent

than barbarous. He took a short cut to his broad ends, and

married all his captains to Persian ladies, himself setting the

example; whereas most Greeks would have dealt with the captive

women very differently. So that it was a kind of enlightenment

he set out with, and carried across Persia, through Afghanistan,

and into the Punjab,--which, we may note, was but the outskirts

of the real India, into which he never penetrated; and it may

yet be found that he went by no means so far as is supposed; but

let that be. So now, at any rate, enough of him; he has brought

us where we are to spend this evening.

For a student of history, there is something mysterious and even

--to use a very vile drudge of a word--'unique' about India. Go

else where you will, and so long as you can posit certainly a

high civilization, and know anything of its events, you can make

some shift to arrange the history. None need boggle really at

any Chinese date after about 2350 B.C.; Babylon is fairly

settled back to about 4000; and if you cannot depend on assigned

Egyptian dates, at least there is a reasonably know sequence of

dynasties back through four or five millennia. But come to

India, and alas, where are you? All out of it, chronologically

speaking; enough; very likely, the flotsam and jetsam of

several hundred thousand years. I have no doubt the Puranas are

crowded with history; but how much of what is related is to

be taken as plain fact; how much as 'blinds'; how much as

symbolism--only the Adepts know. The three elements are mingled

beyond the wit of man to unravel them; so that you can hardly

tell whether any given thing happened in this or that millennium,

Root-Race period, or Round of Worlds, or Day of Brahma. You are

in the wild jungles of fairyland; where there are gorgeous

blooms, and idylls, dreamlit, beautiful and fantastical, all

in the deep midwood lonliness; and time is not, and the

computations of chronology are an insult to the spirit of your

surroundings. History, in India, was kept an esoteric science,

and esoteric all the ancient records remain now; and I dare say

any twice-born Brahmin not Oxfordized knows far more about it

than the best Max Mullers of the west, and laughs at them

quietly. Until someone will voluntarily lift that veil of

esotericism, the speculations of western scholars will go for

little. Why it should be kept esoteric, one can only guess; I

think if it were known, the cycles and patterns of human history

would cease to be so abstruse and hidden from us: we should know

too much for our present moral or spiritual status. As usual,

our own _savants_ are avid to dwarf all dates, and bring

everything within the scope of a few thousand years; as for the

native authorities, they simply try confusions with us; if you

should trust them too literally, or some of them, events such as

the Moslem conquest will not take place for a few centuries yet.

They do not choose that their ancient history should be known;

so all things are in a hopeless muddle.

One thing to remember is this: it is a continent, like Europe;

not a country, like France. The population is even more

heterogeneous than that of Europe. Only one sovereign, Aurangzeb

--at least for many thousands of years--was ever even nominally

master of the whole of it. There are two main divisions, widely

different: Hindustan or Aryavarta, north of the Vindhya Mountains

and the River Nerbudda; and Dakshinapatha or the Deccan, the

peninsular part to the south. The former is the land of the

Aryans; the people of the latter are mainly non-Aryan--a race

called the Dravidians whom, apparently, the Aryans conquered in

Hindustan, and assimilated; but whom in the Deccan, though they

have influenced them largely, and in part molded their religion,

they never quite conquered or supplanted. Well; never is a long

day; dear knows what may have happened in the long ages

of pre-history.

The Aryans came down into India through its one open door--that

in the northwest. But when?--Oh, from about 1400 to 1200 B.C.,

says western scholarship; which has spent too much ingenuity

altogether over discovering the original seat of the Aryans, and

their primal civilization. After Sir William Jones and others

had introduce Sanskrit to western notice, and its affinity had

been discovered to that whole chain of languages which is

sometimes called Indo-European, the theory long held that

Sanskrit was the parent of all these tongues, and that all their

speakers had emigrated at different times from somewhere in

Central Asia. But in the scientific orthodoxies fashion reigns

and changes as incontinently as in dress. Scholars rose to

launch a new name for the race: _Indogermanic;_ and to prove

Middle-Europe the Eden in which it was created. Then others, to

dodge that Eden about through every corner of Europe; which

at least must have the honor;--it could not be conceded to

_inferior_ Asia. All the languages of the group were examined

and worried for evidence. Men said, 'By the names of trees we

shall run it to earth'; and this was the doxy that was ortho-for

some time. Light on a tree-name common to all the languages, and

find in what territory that tree is indigenous: that will

certainly be the place. As thus; I will work out for you a

suggestion given in the encyclopaedia, that you may see what

strictly scientific methods of reasoning may lead to:--

Perhaps the two plant names most universally met with in all

Aryan languages, European or Asiatic, are _potato_ and _tobacco._

'From Greenland's icy mountains to Ceylon's sunny isle, Whereever

prospect pleases, And only man is vile.'--you shall nearly always

hear the vile ones calling the humble tuber of their mid-day

meal by some term akin to _potato,_ and the subtle weed that

companions their meditations, by some word like _tobacco._

_Argal,_ the Aryan race used these two words before their

separation; and if the two words, the two plants also. You

follow the reasoning?--Now then, seek out the land where these

plants are indigenous; and if haply it shall be found they both

have one original habitat, why, there beyond doubt you shall find

the native seat of the primitive Aryans. And, glory be to

Science! they do; both come from Virginia. Virginia, then, is

the Aryan Garden of Eden.

Ah but, strangely enough, we do find one great branch of the

race--the Teutons--unacquainted with the word _potato._ You may

argue that the French are too: but luckily, Science has the

seeing eye; Science is not to be cheated by appearances. The

French say _pomme de terre;_ but this is evidently only a

corruption--_potater, pomdeter_--twisted at some late period by

false analogy into _pomme de terre,_ ('apple of the earth'.) But

the Teuton has _kartoffel,_ utterly different; argal again, the

Teutons must have separated from the parent stem before the

Aryans had discovered that the thing was edible and worth naming.

They, therefore, were the first to leave Virginia: paddle their

own canoes off to far-away Deutschland before ever the mild

Hindoo set out for Hindustan, the Greek for Greece, or the

Anglo-Saxon for Anglo-Saxony. But even the Teutons have the word

_tobacco._ Come now, what a light we have here thrown on the

primitive civilization of our forefathers! They knew, it seems,

the virtures of the weed or ever they had boiled or fried a single

murphy; they smoked first, and only ate long afterwards: and

the Germans who led that first expedition out from the fatherland

of the race, must have gone with full tobacco-pouches and empty

lunch-bags. What a life-like picture rises before our eyes!

These first Aryans were a dreamy contemplative people; tobacco

was the main item in their lives, the very basis of their

civilization.--Then presently, after the Teutons had gone,

someone must have let his pipe go out for a few minutes--long

enought to discover that he was hungry, and that a fair green

plant was growing at his door, with a succulent tuber at the root

of it which one could EAT. Think of the joy, the wonder, of that

momentous discovery! Did he hide it away, lest others should be

as happy as himself? Were ditectives set to watch him, to spy

out the cause of a habit of sleek rotundity that was growing upon

him at last visibly? We shall never know. Or did he call in his

neighbors at once and annouce it? Did someone ask: 'What shall

we name this God-given thing?'--and did another reply: 'It looks

to me like a _potato;_ let's call it that!'? That at least must

have been how it came by it name. They received the suggestion

with acclamations: and all future out-going expeditions took

sacks of it with them; and their descendants have continued to

call it _potato_ to this day. For you must not that being the

only food with a name common to all the languages--or almost all

--it must be supposed to have been the only food they knew of

before their separation. Even the words for _father, mother,

fire, water,_ and the like, have a greater number of different

roots in the Aryan languages than have these blessed two.

To say the truth, a dawning perception of the possibilities

of this kind of reasoning chilled the enthusiasm of the

Aryan-hunters a good deal; it was the bare bodkin that did

quietus make for much philological pother and rout. No; if

you are to prove racial superiority or exclusiveness, you had

much better avail yourself of the simplicity of a stout bludgeon,

than rely upon the subtleties of brain-mind argumentation; for

time past is long, and mostly hidden; and lots of things have

happened to account for your proofs in ways you would never

suspect. The long and short of it is, that after pursuing

the primitive Aryans up hill and down dale through all parts

of Europe, Science is forced to pronouce her final judgement

thus: _We really know nothing about it._

The ancestors of this Fifth Root-Race emigrated to Central Asia

to escape the fate of Atlantis; whither too went several

Atlantean peoples, such as the forefathers of the Chinese,--who

were not destined to be destroyed. It is a vast region, and

there was room for them all. That emigration may have been as

long a process as that of the Europeans in our own time to

America; probably it was; or longer. But it happened, at any

rate, a million years ago; and in a million years a deal of

water will flow under the bridges. You may call English

a universal language now; it might conceivably become so

absolutely, after a few centuries. But history will go on and

time, and the cyclic changes inherent in natural law. These are

not to be dodged by railways, turbines, aeroplanes; you cannot

evitate their action by inventing printing-presses;--which, I

suppose, have been invented and forgotten dozens of times 'since

created man.' In a million years from now the world will have

contracted and expanded often. We have seen, in our little period

called historical, hardly anything but expansion; though there

have been contractions, too. But contractions there will be,

major ones; it is quite safe to foretell that; because action

and reaction are equal and opposite: it is a fundamental law.

Geography will re-become, what it was in the times we call

ancient, an esoteric science; the races will be isolated, and

there will be no liners on the seas, and Europe and Asia

will be fabulous realms of faerie for our more or less remote

descendants. Then what will have become of the once universal

English language?--It will have split into a thousand fragment

tongues, as unlike as Dutch and Sanskrit; and philology--the

great expansion having happened again--will have as much

confusion to unravel in the Brito-Yankish, as it has now in the

Indo-European.--In a million years?--Bless my soul, in a poor

little hundred thousand!

The Aryan languages, since they began to be, have been spreading

out and retreating, mixing and changing and interchanging; one

imposed on another, hidden under another, and recrudescing

through another; through ten or a hundred thousand years,--or

however long it may be; just as they have been doing in

historical times. You find Persian half Arabicized; Armenian

come to be almost a dialect of Persian; Latin growing up through

English; Greek almost totally submerged under Latin, Slavonic,

and Turkish, and now with a tendency to grow back into Greek;

Celtic preserving in itself an older than Aryan syntax, and

conveying that in its turn to the English spoken by Celts.

Language is, to say the truth, a shifting kaleidoscopic thing: a

momentary aspect of racial expression. In a thousand years it

becomes unintelligible; we are modifying ours every day, upon

laws whose nature can be guessed. Yet ultimately all is a

symphony and ordered progression, with regular rhythms recurring;

it only seems a chaos, and unmusical, because we hear no more

than the fragment of a bar.

You all know the teaching of _The Secret Doctrine_ about the

Root-Races of Humanity, of which this present one, generally

called the Aryan, is the fifth; and how each is divided into

seven sub-races; each sub-race into seven family-races; and

each family-race into innumerable nations and tribes. According

to that work, this Fifth Root-Race has existed a million years.

The period of a sub-race is said to be about 210,000 years; and

that of a family-race, about 30,000. So then, four sub-races

would have occupied the first 840,000 years of the Fifth Race's

history; and our present fifth sub-race would have been in being

during the last 160,000 years; in which time five family-races

would have flourished and passed; and this present sixth

family-race would be about ten millenniums old. Now, no single

branch of the Aryans: by which term I mean the sixth family-race;

I shall confine it to that, and not apply it to the Fifth Root-Race

as a whole,--no single race among the Aryans has been universal,

or dominant, or prominent even, during the whole of the last ten

thousand years. The Teutons (including Anglo-Saxons), who loom so

largely now, cut a very small figure in the days when Latin was,

in its world, something more universal than English is in ours;

and a few centuries before that, you should have heard Celtic,

and little else, almost anywhere in Europe. This shows how

fleeting a thing is the sovereignty of any language; within the

three thousand years we know about, three at least of the Aryan

language-groups have been 'universal'; within the last ten

milleniums there has been time enough, and to spare, for a

'universality' each of Sanskrit, Persian, Greek, Slavonic, Latin,

Teutonic, and Celtic. So evidently none of these is the language

of the family-race: we may speak of the Aryan Family-Race; not

of the Celtic or Slavonic.

But it does not follow that the whole sub-race is not Aryan too.

Mr. Judge says somewhere that Sanskrit will be the universal

language again. Supposing that there were some such scheme of

evolution here, as in the world-chain? You know the diagram in

_The Secret Doctrine,_ with the teaching as to the seven rounds.

_As above, so below;_ when H. P. Blavatsky seems to be giving

you a sketch of cosmic evolution, often she is at the same time,

if you can read it, telling you about the laws that govern your

own and the race's history. I suspect some such arrangement as

this: when the sub-race began, 160,000 years ago, Sanskrit was

its 'universal' language; spoken by all the Aryans that moved

out over Europe and into India. An unaccountable Sanskrit

inscription has been found in Asia Minor;* and there is

Lithuania, a little speech-island in northeastern Central

Europe, where a nearly Sanskrit language, I believe, survives.

Then Sanskrit changed imperceptibly (as American is changing from

English) into the parent language of the Persian group, which

became the general speech of the sub-race except in India, where

Sanskrit survived as a _seed-speech_ for future resurrection.

Then, perhaps _pari passu_ with further westward expansion,

Persian changed into the parent of the Slavonic group, itself

living on as a seed-speech in Iran; and so on through all the

groups; in each case the type-language of a group remaining, to

expand again after the passage of ages and when its cycle should

return, in or about its corresponding psychic center on the

geographical plane. Then this evolution, having reached its

farthest limit, began to retrace its course; I would not attempt

to say in what order the language groups come: which is

globe A in the chain, which Globe D, and so on; but merely

suggest that a 'family race' may represent one round from

Sanskrit to Sanskrit; and the whole Fifth Sub-race, seven

such complete rounds.

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* _Ancient India,_ by E. J. Rapson

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What came before? What was the Fourth Sub-race? Well: I imagine

we may have the relic, the _sishta_ or seed of it, in the Hamitic

peoples and languages: the Libyans, Numidians, Egyptians,

Iberians, and Pelasgians of old; the Somalis, Gallas, Copts,

Berbers, and Abyssinians of today. We are almost able to discern

a time--but have not guessed when it was--when this Iberian race,

having perhaps its central seat in Egypt, held all or most lands

as far as Ireland to the west, and Japan and New Zealand

eastward; we find them surviving, mixed with, but by no means

submerged under, Aryan Celts in Spain--which is Iberia; we find

their name (I imagine) in that of Iverne, Ierine, Hibernia, or

Ireland; we know that they gave the syntax of their language to

that of the Celts of the British Isles; and that the Celtic races

of today are mainly Iberian in blood--I daresay all Europe is

about half Iberian in blood, as a matter of fact;--that the

Greeks found them in Greece: I suspect that the main difference

between Sparta and Athens lay in the fact that Sparta was pure

Aryan, Athens mainly Iberian.--It seems to me then that we can

almost get a glimpse of the sub-race preceding our own. Some have

been puzzled by a seeming discrepancy between Katherine Tingley's

statement that Egypt is older than India, and H. P. Blavatsky's,

that Menes, founder of the Egyptian monarchy, went from India to

Egypt to found it. But now suppose that something like this

happened--would it not solve the problem?--In 158,000 B. C., or

at the time this present Aryan Sub-race began, Egypt, one state

in the huge Iberian series, was already a seat of civilization as

old as the Iberian race. There may have been an Iberian Empire,

almost world-wide; which again may have split into many

kingdoms; and as the star of the whole race was declining, we

may suppose Egypt in some degree of pralaya; or again, that it

may have been an outlying and little-considered province _at that

time._ In Central Asia the Sanskrit-speaking tribe begins to

increase and multiply furiously. They pour down into Iberian

Hindustan. They are strong, and the Gods are leading them; the

Iberians have grown world-weary with the habit of long empire.

The Iberian power goes down before them; the Iberians become a

subject people. But there is one Menes among the latter, of the

royal house perhaps, who will not endure subjection. He stands

out as long as he may; then sails west with his followers for

Iberian lands that the Aryans have not disturbed, and are not

likely to. In their contests with the invaders of India, they

have thrown off all world-weariness, and become strong; Prince

Menes is hailed in Egypt (as the last of the Ommevads, driven out

from the East by the Abbasids, was hailed in Spain); he wakens

Egypt, and founds a new monarchy there.--I am telling the tale of

very ancient and unknown conditions in terms of historic

conditions we know about and can understand; it is only the

skeleton of the story I would stand for.

And to put Menes back at 160,000 years ago--what an amusing idea

that will seem!--But the truth is we must wage war against this

mischievous foreshortening of history. I have no doubt there have

been empires going, from time to time, in Egypt, since before

Atlantis fell; people have the empire-building instinct, and it

is an eminently convenient place for empire-building. I have no

doubt there have been dozens of different Meneses--that is,

founders of Egyptian monarchies,--with thousands of years

between each two. But I think probably the one that came from

India to do it, came about the time when the fifth sub-race rose

to supplant the fourth as that section of humanity in which

evolution was chiefly interested.

Which last phrase in itself is rank heresy, and smacks of the

'white man's burden,' and all such nonsense as that. We might

learn a lesson here. Think: since that time, during how many

thousands of years, off and on, has not that old sub-race been

the darling of evolution, the seat of the Crest-Wave, and place

where all things were doing? All the Setis, the grand Rameseses

and Thothmeses came since then; all the historic might and glory

of Egypt. You never know rightly when to say that the life of a

sub-race is ended; the two-hundred-and-ten-century period

cannot, I imagine, include it from birth to death; but can only

mark the time between the rise of one, and the rise of another.--

But now to India.

We have no knowledge of the last time when Sanskrit was spoken:

it has always been, in historic or quasi-historic ages, what it

is now--literary language preserved by the high castes. In the

days of the Buddha it had long given place to various vernaculars

grown out of it: Pali, and what are called the Prakrits.--We

have lost memory of what I may call the archetypal languages of

Europe: the common ancestor of the Celtic group, for instance;

or that Italian from which Latin and the lost Oscan and Savellian

and the rest sprang. No matter; they remain in the ideal world,

and I doubt not in the course of our cyclic evolution we shall

return to them, take them up, and pass through them again. But

it seems to me that in the land of Esoteric History, where Manu

provided in advance against the main destructiveness of war, the

archetypal language of the whole sub-race has been preserved.

The Aryans went down into India, and there, at the extreme end of

the Aryan world, enjoyed some of the advantages of isolation:

they were in a backwater, over which the tides of the languages

did not flow. By esotericizing their history, I imagine they have

really kept it intact, continuous, and within human memory; as

we have not done with ours. As if that which is to be preserved

forever, must be preserved in secret; and silence were the only

durable casket for truth.

The Greeks, they say, were very gifted liars; but I do not

see why we should suppose them lying, when they sang the

superiorities of Indian things and people;--_as they did._ The

Indians, says Megasthenes, were taller than other men, and of

greater distinction and prouder bearing. The air and water of

their land were the purest in the world; so you would expect in

the people, the finest culture and skill in the arts. Almost

always they gathered two harvests in the years; and _famine had

never visited India._--You see, railways, quick communications,

and all the appliances of modern science and invention cannot do

as much for India in pralaya, as her own native civilization

could do for her in manvantara.--Then he goes on to show how that

civilization guarded against famine and many other things; and

incidentally to prove it not only much higher than the Greek, but

much higher than our own. I said Manu provided in advance

against the main destructiveness of war: here was the custom,

which may have been dishonored in the breach sometimes, but still

_was the custom._--The whole continent was divided into any

number of kingdoms; mutually antagonistic often, but with

certain features of homogeneity that made the name Aryavarta more

than a geographical expression. I am speaking of the India

Megasthenes saw, and as it had been then for dear knows how long.

It had made concessions to human weakness, yes; had fallen, as I

think, from an ancient unity; it had not succeeded in abolishing

war. It was open to any king to make himself a Chakravartin, or

world-sovereign, if he disposed of the means for doing so:

which means were military. As this was a well-recognised

principle, wars were by no means rare. But with them all, what a

Utopia it was, compared to Christendom! There was never a draft

or conscription. Of the four castes, the Kshatriya or warrior

alone did the fighting. While the conches brayed, and the war-

cars thundered over Kurukshetra; while the pantheons held their

breath, watching Arjun and mightiest Karna at battle--the

peasants in the next field went on hoeing their rice; they knew

no one was making war on them. They trusted Gandiva, the goodly

bow, to send no arrows their way; their caste was inviolable, and

sacred to the tilling of the soil. Megasthenes notes it with

wonder. War implied no ravaging of the land, no destruction

of crops, no battering down of buildings, no harm whatever

to non-combatants.

Kshatriya fought Kshatriya. If you were a Brahmin: which is to

say, a theological student, or a man of letters, a teacher or

what not of the kind--you were not even called up for physical

examination. If you were a merchant, you went on quietly with

your 'business as usual.' A mere patch of garden, or a peddler's

tray, saved you from all the horrors of a questionnaire.

Kshatriya fought Kshatriya, and no one else; and on the

battlefield, and nowhere else. The victor became possessed of

the territory of the vanquished; and there was no more fuss or

botheration about it.

And the vanquished king was not dispossessed, Saint Helenaed, or

beheaded. Simply, he acknowledged his conqueror as his overlord,

paid him tribute; perhaps put his own Kshatriya army at his

disposal; and went on reigning as before. So Porus met Alexander

without the least sense of fear, distrust, or humiliation at his

defeat. "How shall I treat you?" said the Macedonian. Porus

was surprised.--"I suppose," said he in effect, "as one king

would treat another"; or, "like a gentleman." And Alexander rose

to it; in the atmosphere of a civilization higher than anything

he knew, he had the grace to conform to usage. Manu imposed his

will on him. Porus acknowledged him for overlord, and received

accretions of territory.--This explains why all the changes of

dynasty, and the many conquests and invasions have made so little

difference as hardly to be worth recording. They effected no

change in the life of the people. Even the British Raj has been,

to a great degree, molded to the will of Manu. Each strong

native state is ruled by its own Maharaja, who acknowledges the

Kaiser-i-Hind at London for his overlord, and lends him at need

his Moslem or Kshatriya army.--All of which proves, I think, the

extreme antiquity of the svstem: which is so firmly engraved in

the prototypal world--the astral molds are so strong--that no

outside force coming in has been able materially to change it.

The Greek invasion goes wholy unnoticed in Indian literature.

Which brings us back to Alexander. If he got as far as to the

Indus;--he got no farther. There were kingdoms up there in

the northwest--perhaps no further east than Afghanistan and

Baluchistan--which had formed part of the empire of Darius

Hystaspes, and sent contingents to fight under Xerxes in Greece;

and these now Alexander claimed as Darius Codomannus's successor.

But even in these outlying regions, he found conditions very

different from those in Persia: there was no "unquestionable

superiority of the European to the Asiatic," nor nothing like.

Had he gone further, and into the real India of the Ganges

valley, his name, it is likely, would not have come down

synonymous with victory; presentlv we will call Megasthenes to

witness again as to the "unquestionable superiority of the

Asiatic to the European." But thither the Macedonians refused to

follow their king; and I suppose he wept rather over their

insubordination, than for any overwhelmment with a sense of

terrene limits. For he knew well that there was plenty more world

to conquer, could one conquer it: rich and mighty kingdoms

beyond that Thar Desert his soldiers are said to have refused to

cross. He knew, because there were many to tell him: exiled

princes and malcontents from this realm and that, each with his

plan for self-advancement, and for using the Macedonia as a

catspaw. Among them one in particular: as masterful a man as

Alexander, and a potential world-conqueror himself. He was

(probably) a more or less illegitimate scion of the House of

Nanda, then reigning in Magadha; which country, now called

Behar, had been growing at the expense of its Gangetic neighbors

for some centuries. King Suddhodana, the Buddha's father, had

reigned over the Sakyas in Nepaul as a tributary under the king

of Magadha; which statement I let pass, well aware that the

latest western scholarship has revolutionized the Sakyas into a

republic--perhaps with soviets,--and King Suddhodana himself into

a mere ward politician.

This Sandrakottos, as the Greeks called him, had many tales to

tell of the wealth of his kinsman's kingdom, and of the extreme

unpopularity of its ruler:-and therefore of the ease with which

Alexander might conquer it and hand it over to him. But two of a

trade seldom agree; both he and his host were born to rule

empires; and presently he offended susceptibilities, and had to

flee the camp. Whereupon he shortly sharked up a list of landless

reprobates, Kshatriyas at a loose end, for food and diet; and

the enterprise with a stomach in't was, as soon as Alexander's

back was turned, to drive out the Macedonian garrisons. This

done, he marched eastward as king of the Indus region, conquered

Magadha, slew his old enemy the Nanda king with all male members

of the family, and reigned in his stead as Chandragupta I, of

the house of Maurya. That was in 321. Master then of a highly

trained army of about 700,000, he spread his empire over all

Hindustan. In 305, Seleucus Nicator, Alexander's successor in

Asia, crossed the Indus with an army, and was defeated; and in

the treaty which followed, gave up to Chandragupta all claim to

the Indian provinces, together with the hand of his daughter in

marriage.--and received by way of compensation 500 elephants

that might come in useful in his wars elsewhere. Also he sent

Megisthenes to be his ambassador at Pataliputra, Chandragupta's

capital; and Megasthenes wrote; and in a few quotations from

his lost book that remain, chiefly in Arrian,--we get a kind of

window wherethrough to look into India: the first, and perhaps

the only one until Chinese travelers went west discovering.

Here let me flash a green lantern. If at some future time it

should be shown that the Chandragupta Maurya of the Sanskrit

books was not the same person as the Sandacottos of Megasthenes;

nor his son Bindusara Amitraghata, the Amitrochidas of the

Greeks; nor his son and successor, Asoka, the Devanampiya

Piadasi whose rock-cut inscriptions remain scattered over

India; nor the Amtiyako Yonaraja--the "Ionian King Antiochus"

apparently,--Atiochus Theos, Selecus Nicator's granson: as is

supposed; nor yet the other four kings mentioned in the same

instricption in a Sanskrit disguise as contemporaries, Ptolemy

Philadelphos of Egypt (285-247); Magas of Cyrene (285-258);

Antigonus Gonatas of Macedon (277-239), and Alexander of Epirus,

who began to reign in 272;--if all these identifications should

fall to the ground, let no one be surprised. There are passages

in the writings of H. P. Blavatsky that seem to suggest there is

nothing in them; and yet, after studying those passages, I do

not find that she says so positively: her attitude seems rather

one of withholding information for the time being; she supplies

none of a contrary sort. The time may not have been ripe then for

unveiling so much of Indian history; nor indeed, in those days,

had the pictures of these kings, and particularly of Asoka, so

clearly emerged: inscriptions have been deciphered since, which

have gone to fill out the outline; and the story, as it his been

pieced together now, has an air of verisimilitude, and hangs

together. Without the Greek identifications, and the consequent

possibility of assigning dates to Chandragupta and his son, we

should know indeed that there was a great Maurya empire, which

lasted a matter of thirteen decades and a few odd years; but we

should hardly know when to place it. Accepting the Greek

identifications, and placing the Mauryas where we do in time--you

shall see how beautifully the epoch fits into the universal

cycles, and confirms the teaching as to Cyclic Law. So,

provisionally, I shall accept them, and tell the tale.

First a few more items from Megasthenes as to India under

Chandragupta. There was no slavery, he notes; all Indians were

free, and not even were there aliens enslaved. Crime of any kind

was rare; the people were thoroughly law-abiding. Thievery was

so little known, that doors went unlocked at all times; there

was no usury, and a general absence of litigation. They told the

truth: as a Greek, he could not help noticing that. The men

were exceptionally brave; the women, chaste and virturous.

But "in contrast to the general simplicity of their style,

they loved finery and ornaments. Their robes were worked

in gold, adorned with precious stones, and they wore flowered

garments of the finest muslin. Attendants walking behind

held umbrellas over them...."

The system of government was very highly and minutely evolved.

"Of the great officers of state, some have charge of the markets,

others of the city, others of the soldiers; others superintend

the canals, and measure the land, or collect the taxes; some

construct roads and set up pillars to show the by-roads and

distances from place to place. Those who have charge of the city

are divided into six boards of five members apiece: The

first looks after industrial art. The second attends to the

entertainment of strangers, taking care of them, sound or sick,

and in the event of their death, burying them and sending their

property to their relatives." The third board registered births

and deaths; the fourth, fifth and sixth had supervision of things

commercial. Military affairs were as closely organized: there

were Boards of Infantry, Cavalry, War Chariots, Elephants, Navy,

and Bullock Transport. And behind all these stood Chandragupta

himself, the superman, ruthless and terrifically efficient; and

Chanakya, his Macchiavellian minister: a combination to hurry

the world into greatness. And so indeed they did.

Under Asoka, Chandragupta's grandson, the age culminated. H. P.

Blavatsky says positively that he was born into Buddhism; this

is not the general view; but one finds nothing in his edicts,

really, to contradict it. His father Bindusara, of whom we know

nothing, may have been a Buddhist. But it would appear that Asoka

in his youth was the most capable, and also the most violent and

passionate of Bindusara's sons. During his father's lifetime, he

held one of the great vice-royalties into which the empire was

divided; he succeeded to the throne in 271. His domains at that

time included all Aryavarta, with Baluchistan, and as much of

Afghanistan as lies south of the Hindoo Koosh; and how much of

the Deccan it is difficult to determine. Nine years later he

extended this realm still further, by the conquest of the

Kalingas, whose country lay along the coast northward from

Madras. At the end of that war he was master of all India north

of a line drawn from Pondicherry to Cannanore in the south;

while the tip of the Deccan and Ceylon lay at least within his

sphere of influence.

He was easily the strongest monarch of his day. In China--between

which country and India there was no communication: they had not

discovered each other, or they had lost sight of each other for

ages--an old order was breaking to pieces, and all was weakness

and decay. In the West, Greek civilization was in decadence, with

the successors of Alexander engaged in profitless squabbles.

Rome, a power only in Italy, was about to begin her long struggle

with Carthage; overseas nobody minded her. The Crest-Wave was in

India, the strongest power and most vigorous civilization, so far

as we can tell, in the world, and at the head of India stood this

Chakravartin, victorious Asoka, flushed with conquest, and a

whole world tempting him out to conquer.--

He never went to war again. For twenty-nine years after that

conquest of the Kalingas, until his death in 233, he reigned in

unbroken peace. He left his heart to posterity in many edicts and

inscriptions cut on rocks and pillars; thirty-five of these

remain, or have so far been discovered and read. In 257, or five

years after the Kalinga War, he published this:

"Devanamipiya Piadasi"--

It means literally 'the Beloved of the Gods, the Beautiful of

Countenance'; but it is really a title equivalent to "His

Gracious Majesty,' and was borne by all the Maurya kings;--

"Devanampiya Piadasi feels remorse on account of the conquest of

the Kalingas; because, during the subjugation of a preciously

unconquered country slaughter, death, and taking away captives of

the people necessarily occur; whereat His Majesty feels profound

sorrow and regret..."

It would be in keeping with the Southern Buddhist tradition as to

the ungovernable violence of Asoka's youth, that he should have

introduced into war horrors quite contrary to Manu and Indian

custom; but here I must say that H. P. Blavatsky, though she

does not particularize, says that there were really two Asokas,

two 'Devanampiya Piadasis,' the first of whom was Chandragupta

himself, from whose life the tradition of the youthful violence

may have been drawn; and there remains the possibility that this

Kalinga War was waged by Chandragupta, not Asoka; and that it

was he who made this edict, felt the remorse, and became a

Buddhist. However, to continue (tentatively):--

"The loss of even the hundredth or the thousandth part of the

persons who were then slain, carried away captive, or done to

death in Kalinga would now be a matter of deep regret to His

Majesty. Although a man should do him any injury, Devanampiya

Piadasi holds that it must patiently be borne, so far as it

possibly can be borne... for His Majesty desires for all animate

beings security, control over the passions, peace of mind, and

joyousness. And this is the chief of conquests, in His Majesty's

opinion: the Conquest of Duty."

Some time later he took the vows of a Buddhist monk, 'entered the

Path'; and, as he says, 'exerted himself strenuously.'

He has been called the 'Constantine of Buddhism'; there is much

talk among the western learned, about his support of that

movement having contributed to its decay. They draw analogy from

Constantine; even hint that Asoka embraced Buddhism, as the

latter did Christianity, from political motives. But the analogy

is thoroughlv false. Constantine was a bad man, a very far-gone

case; and there was little in the faith he adopted, or favored,

as it had come to be at that time, to make him better;--even if

he had really believed in it. And it was a defined religio-

political body, highly antagonistic to the old state religion of

Rome, that he linked his fortunes with. But no sovereign so

mighty in compassion is recorded in history as having reigned, as

this Asoka. He was the most unsectarian of men. Buddhism as it

came to him, and as he left it, was not a sect, but a living

spiritual movement. For what is a sect?--Something _cut off_--

from the rest of humanity, and the sources of inner life. But for

Asoka, as for the modern Theosophical Movement, there was no

religion higher than--_Dharma_--which word may be translated,

'the (higher) Law,' or 'truth.' or 'duty.' He never ceased to

protect the holy men of Brahminism. Edict after edict exhorts his

people to honor them. He preached the Good Law; he could not

insist too often that different men would have different

conceptions as to this _Dharma._ Each, then, must follow his own

conception, and utterly respect his neighbors'. The Good Law,

the Doctrine of the Buddhas, was universal; because the

objective of all religions was the conquest of the passions and

of self. All religions must manifest on this plane as right

action and life; and that was the evangel he proclaimed to the

world. There was no such sharp antagonism of sects and creeds.

There is speculation as to how he managed, being a world-sovereign

--and a highly efficient one--to carry out the vows of a

Buddhist monk. As if the begging bowl would have been anything

of consequence to such an one! It is a matter of the status of

the soul; not of outward paraphernalia. He was a practical man;

intensely so; and he showed that a Chakravartin could tread the

Path of the Buddhas as well as a wandering monk. One can imagine

no Tolstoyan playing at peasant in him. His business in life was

momentous. "I am never satisfied with my exertions and my

dispatch of business," he says.

"Work I must for the public benefit,--and the root of the matter

is in exertion and dispatch of business, than which nothing is

more efficacious for the public welfare. And for what end do I

toil? For no other end than that I may discharge my debt to

animate beings."

And again:

"Devanampiya Piadasi desires that in all places men of all

religions may abide, for they all desire purity of mind and

mastery over the senses."

Well; for nine and twenty years he held that vast empire warless;

even though it included within its boundaries many restless and

savage tribes. Certainly only the greatest, strongest, and wisest

of rulers could do that; it has not been done since (though

Akbar came near it). We know nothing as to how literature may

have been enriched; some think that the great epics may have

come from this time. If so, it would only have been recensions of

them, I imagine. But in art and architecture his reign was

everything. He built splendid cities, and strewed the land with

wonderful buildings and monoliths. Patna, the capital, in

Megasthenes' time nine miles long by one and a half wide, and

built of wood, he rebuilt in stone with walls intricately

sculptured. Education was very widespread or universal. His

edicts are sermons preached to the masses: simple ethical

teachings touching on all points necessary to right living.

He had them carved on rock, and set them up by the roadsides

and in all much-frequented places, where the masses could

read them; and this proves that the masses could read. They

are all vibrant with his tender care, not alone for his human

subjects, but for all sentient beings. "Work I must.... that

I may discharge my debt to all things animate." And how he

did work without one private moment in the day or night, as his

decrees show, in which he should be undisturbed by the calls of

those who needed help. He specifies; he particularizes; there

was no moment to be considered private, or his personal own.

And even then he was not content. There were foreign lands; and

those, too, were entitled to his care. I said that the southern

tip of India, with Ceylon, were within his sphere of influence:

his sphere of influence was much wider than that, however. Saying

that a king's sphere of influence is wherever he can get his will

done, Asoka's extended westward over the whole Greek world. Here

was a king whose will was benevolence; who sought no rights but

the right to do good; whose politics were the service of

mankind:--it is a sign of the Brotherhood of Man, that his writ

ran, as you may say--the writ of his great compassion,--to the

Mediterranean shore:--

"Everywhere in the dominions of Devanampiya Piadasi, and likewise

in the neighboring realms, such as those of the Chola, Pandya,

Satiyaputra and Keralaputra, in Ceylon, in the dominions of the

Greek king Antiochus, and in those of the other kings subordinate

to that Antiochus--everywhere, on behalf of His Majesty, have two

kinds of hospitals been founded: hospitals for men, and

hospitals for beasts. Healing herbs, medicinal for man and

medicinal for beasts, wherever they were lacking, have been

imported and planted. On the roads, trees have been planted, and

wells have been dug for the use of men and beasts."

And everywhere, in all those foreign realms, he had his

missionaries preaching the Good Law. And some of these came to

Palestine, and founded there for him an order at Nazareth called

the Essenes; in which, some century or two later, a man rose to

teach the Good Law--by name, Jesus of Nazareth.--Now consider the

prestige, the moral influence, of a king who might keep his

agents, unmolested, carrying out his will, right across Asia, in

Syria, Greece, Macedonia, and Egypt; the king of a great, free,

and mighty people, who, if he had cared to, might have marched

out world-conquering; but who preferred that his conquests

should be the conquests of duty. Devanampiya Piadasi: the

Gracious of Mien, the Beloved of the Gods: an Adept King like

them of old time, strayed somehow into the scope and vision of

history.

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