THE DUMB CRIPPLE. [137]

In long past days, King Brahmadatta lived in the city of Vārāṇasī. His

wife’s name was Brahmavatī, and a lake also bore the same name. Now the

king was childless, and longed to have a son. With that intent he

implored the gods in all manner of ways. At length his entreaties were

heard, and a being of firm resolve, departing from hell, entered into

the queen’s womb. At her desire the king ordered presents to be given

at all the gates of the city. Later on he had to go with her into the

penance forest, and in the third place to embark with her on board a

ship, which was constructed at her request, and placed in the

above-named lake. There she gave birth to a fine boy, who was endowed

with recollection of his previous existence. As he was born on the

water, the name of Abja (water-born) was given to him.

As he rapidly grew up under the care of nurses and female attendants,

he reflected that, if he were to be invested with sovereign power, this

would not be a good thing, seeing that in consequence of a sixty years

reign which he had accomplished in a previous state of existence, he

had been born again in hell, and that he now ran the risk of going to

hell a second time. So he determined to evade the sovereignty by means

of an artifice, and he pretended to be a cripple. As the five hundred

ministers’ sons who were his playfellows, having all been born at the

same time with him, were in the habit of running and jumping, King

Brahmadatta reflected that his son, if he were not a cripple, would

take part in those exercises. However, he determined to invest him with

the sovereign power, although he was a cripple. When Prince Abja heard

of this, he thought that it was very unkind of his father to do him

such an injury, and he determined to pretend he was dumb. So he was

commonly called “The Dumb Cripple.”

When his father heard the five hundred sons of ministers speak, while

his son remained dumb, he became exceedingly sad. When the ministers

remarked this sadness of his, he explained to them that it was his

son’s dumbness which was troubling him. The ministers consulted the

doctor, who declared that the prince was in perfect health, and was

troubled by no complaint, and that he must be acted upon by threats. So

King Brahmadatta sent for the executioners, and let them know privately

that he was going to hand over the prince to them in the presence of a

great assemblage, but that they were not to put him to death. In

obedience to the king’s commands, the executioners put the prince in a

cart, and took him out of the city. When the prince saw the extent and

the wealth of Vārāṇasī, he asked: “Is this city of Vārāṇasī deserted or

inhabited?” The executioners took the prince back to his father, to

whom they reported the words he had uttered. King Brahmadatta threw his

arms around his son and said to him: “O youth, whom ought one to kill?

Whom ought one to order to be killed? From whom ought life to be taken?

To whom ought a gift to be granted, and what sort of a gift?” To these

questions his son made no reply, but remained dumb. Then King

Brahmadatta spake again to the executioners, saying, “I deliver unto

you this prince, do ye carry him away.” The executioners again, in

obedience to the king’s commands, set the prince in a cart and conveyed

him out of the city. The prince saw four men carrying a corpse, and

said, “Is this corpse that of a dead man or of a living man?” Again did

the executioners take the prince back to his father, and repeat the

words which he had uttered. King Brahmadatta folded his son in his

arms, and put the same questions to him as before. But again did the

son make no reply, persisting in his silence. The king then renewed his

orders to the executioners to carry away the prince. When they had set

him in a cart and conveyed him out of the city, the prince espied a

great heap of grain, and said, “If this heap of grain were not

continually devoured at its base, it would become great.” Again did the

executioners take the prince back to the king, and report the words

which he had spoken. The king once more repeated the questions he had

asked before, but his son left them unanswered. Then said King

Brahmadatta to the executioners, “I deliver unto you the prince, go,

bury him in a hole in the forest.” In obedience to the king’s commands,

the executioners set the prince on a cart, took him into the forest,

and there set to work to dig a hole. Then spake the prince the

following śloka:

“Wherefore, O waggon-driver, dost thou deliberately dig a hole?

Wherefore do ye dig a hole? Answer the question quickly.”

The waggon-driver replied, “Because the king’s son, dumb and a cripple

from birth, does not speak, therefore will he soon, according to our

commands, be put into the hole in the forest.”

Then was the prince horrified at the thought that the cruel,

red-handed, life-destroying executioners, men familiar with blows and

deathstrokes, producers of fear by executions, should now proceed to

kill him also, and he said, “If the king will grant me the fulfilment

of one wish, I will go to the city on foot, and moreover I will speak.”

The executioners went to the king and told him all that had occurred.

The king said, “If the prince wishes for the sovereignty, that also

will I yield to him.” Joyfully did he give orders to the ministers to

clear the city with all speed of stones, and to provide incense,

perfumes, flags, standards, and flowers of all kinds. The ministers

carried out the king’s commands, and many hundreds of thousands of

people crowded together in order to witness the entry of the prince,

and to hear him speak. The prince entered the city on foot, and when he

came to where the king was, he showed him reverence, and said in

ślokas—

“I am neither dumb nor crippled, I am neither dull nor senseless. With

clear words am I able to speak, O prince of men. I am neither dumb nor

crippled, I am neither dull nor senseless. Sound and clear and bright

is my mind, O prince of men!”

When the king asked him why he had not spoken before, and why he had

not used his legs, he replied—

“Hearken unto me, O king! In a former life I reigned as a king for

sixty years, and then for sixty thousand years I suffered incessant

tortures in hell. Remembering those terrible pangs, I do not wish to

reign again, and therefore I beseech you, O my father, to allow me to

renounce the world.”

The father replied, “But, my son, it is for the sake of supremacy that

the Rishis undertake penance and offer sacrifice. Wherefore will you,

my son, give up that which is in your hands, and renounce the world?”

The prince replied that he did not wish to live in enjoyment, which is

provocative of discord and contest, and that he preferred a life of

penance; the former resembled the Kimpāka fruit, the latter possessed

the Amṛita flavour. The king observed that the royal power guaranteed

the enjoyment of all good things, and asked why he wished to give up

the throne, and take to the ascetic life. The son replied that we ought

to consider that as true pleasure from which pain ensues, and should in

like manner esteem that as pain from which pleasure ensues, and that

his father ought to allow him to go into the forest of penance. The

king represented to him all the comforts of life in the palace, with

incense, and odorous powders and flowers, with repose, free from all

perils, on a soft couch, with awaking to the sound of music, with soft

clothing, and savoury food and drink. On the other hand, he brought

before his eyes the life of penance in the forest, the resting on

leaves spread under a tree, amid all sorts of dangers, among wild

gazelles, the awaking to the sound of the jackal’s howl, the raiment of

bark, the nourishment composed of roots and fruits, and the tepid,

turbid water. The son replied that it would be better to live in the

forest with raiment of bark, and roots and fruits for food, and wild

gazelles as companions, that the wise prefer all this to a sovereignty,

the characteristics of which are killing, binding, and smiting, and

which is accompanied by danger with respect to the life to come; and

that his father ought therefore to allow him to go into the forest of

penance. The king said, “O son! answer these three questions of mine.

Then you may renounce the world. When you saw the wealth and the extent

of Vārāṇasī, you asked, ‘Is Vārāṇasī deserted, or is the city

inhabited?’ For what reason did you say this?”

“Hear, O king, wherefore I said that. It was because, when you had

condemned me to death without any cause, no one ventured to put the

direct question as to how that came about.”

“O son, you were right. But when you saw a corpse being carried along,

you asked whether it was the body of a living or a dead person. For

what reason did you ask that?”

“Hear, O king, the reason why. I said that because the corpse of him

who has committed a crime is the corpse of one who is dead. But the

corpse of him who has accomplished a good action is the corpse of one

who is alive.”

“O son, you were right. But when you saw the heap of grain you said,

‘If this heap of grain were not continually consumed at its base, it

would wax great.’ Wherefore did you then say that?”

“Hear, O king, the reason why. I said that because the tillers of the

soil, after they have borrowed corn, and have used it, are obliged to

give a large heap of corn to the faithful after the labours of the

field, so soon as the corn is ripe, and therefore do they consume it at

its base. In like manner, when man has reached the path of the ten

works of virtue, but continues on it no further, the roots of his

earlier virtue are severed, and when they are severed, he passes from

the path of bliss into perdition. For that reason have I thus spoken.”

When the king heard these words of his son he embraced him with tearful

eyes, and not only bade him behave according to his wish, but also

allowed him to take all his young companions with him into the forest.

There he who had hitherto been called the Dumb Cripple received the

name of the Dumb Teacher. On the death of the Rishi under whom he had

taken the vows he succeeded to his privileges, and he was able to

manage so that his disciples, who had too great a quantity of mats,

clothes, and utensils, at last followed his example, and contented

themselves with that only which was most necessary.

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