Buddhist birth stories; or, Jataka tales, Volume 1
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Buddhist birth stories; or, Jataka tales, Volume 1
Jataka stories, English
“There must be some drug in their possession,” said the king; and gave
orders to have them searched. So they searched, but found nothing, and
told the king so.
“Then they must be repeating some spell. Ask them if they have any
spell to utter.”
The officials asked them, and the Bodisat said there was. And they told
the king, and he had them all called before him, and said, “Tell me
that spell you know!”
Then the Bodisat spoke, and said, “O king! we have no other spell but
this--that we destroy no life, not even of grass; that we take nothing
which is not given to us; that we are never guilty of unchastity, nor
speak falsehood, nor drink intoxicants; that we exercise ourselves in
love, and give gifts; that we make rough places plain, dig ponds, and
put up rest-houses--this is our spell, this is our defence, this is our
strength!”
Then the king had confidence in them, and gave them all the property in
the house of the slanderer, and made him their slave; and bestowed too
the elephant upon them, and made them a grant of the village.
* * * * *
Thenceforward they were left in peace to carry on their works of
charity; and they sent for a builder and had a large rest-house put
up at the place where the four roads met. But as they no longer took
delight in womankind, they allowed no woman to share in the good work.
Now at that time there were four women in the Bodisat’s household,
named Piety, Thoughtful, Pleasing, and Well-born. Piety took an
opportunity of meeting the builder alone, and gave him a bribe, and
said to him, “Brother! manage somehow to give me a share in this
rest-house.”
This he promised to do, and before doing the other work he had a
piece of timber dried and planed; and bored it through ready for the
pinnacle. And when it was finished he wrapped it up in a cloth and laid
it aside. Then when the hall was finished, and the time had come for
putting up the pinnacle, he said,--
“Dear me! there’s one thing we haven’t provided for!”
“What’s that?” said they.
“We ought to have got a pinnacle.”
“Very well! let’s have one brought.”
“But it can’t be made out of timber just cut; we ought to have had a
pinnacle cut and planed, and bored some time ago, and laid aside for
use.”
“What’s to be done now then?” said they.
“You must look about and see if there be such a thing as a finished
pinnacle for sale put aside in any one’s house.”
And when they began to search, they found one on Piety’s premises; but
it could not be bought for money.
“If you let me be partaker in the building of the hall, I will give it
you?” said she.
“No!” replied they, “it was settled that women should have no share in
it.”
Then the builder said, “Sirs! what is this you are saying? Save the
heavenly world of the Brahma-angels, there is no place where womankind
is not. Accept the pinnacle; and so will our work be accomplished!”
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