Sanskrit literature -- Translations into English; Tales -- India
Up jumped the deer without waiting to see what became of the tortoise,
and sped away like the wind. The hunter rushed after him, and the two
were soon out of sight. The tortoise, whose armour had saved him from
being hurt by his fall, was indeed pleased when he saw little Hiranya
running towards him. “Be quick, be quick!” he cried, “and set me free.”
Very soon the sharp teeth of the mouse had bitten through the meshes of
the net, and before the hunter came back, after trying in vain to catch
the deer, the tortoise was safely swimming across the river, leaving
the net upon the ground, whilst the crow and the mouse were back in the
shelter of the forest.
“There’s some magic at work here,” said the hunter when, expecting to
find the tortoise where he had left him, he discovered that his
prisoner had escaped. “The stupid beast could not have got out alone,”
he added, as he picked up the net and walked off with it. “But he
wasn’t worth keeping anyhow.”
That evening the four friends met once more, and talked over all they
had gone through together. The deer and the tortoise were full of
gratitude to the mouse, and could not say enough in his praise, but the
crow was rather sulky, and remarked: “If it had not been for me,
neither of you would ever have seen Hiranya. He was my friend before he
was yours.”
“You are right,” said the tortoise, “and you must also remember that it
was my armour which saved me from being killed in that terrible fall.”
“Your armour would not have been of much use to you, if the hunter had
been allowed to carry you to his home,” said the deer. “In my opinion
you and I both owe our lives entirely to Hiranya. He is small and weak,
it is true, but he has better brains than any of the rest of us, and I
for one admire him with all my heart. I am glad I trusted him and
obeyed him, when he ordered me to pretend to be dead, for I had not the
least idea how that could help the tortoise.”
“Have it your own way,” croaked the crow, “but I keep my own opinion
all the same. But for me you would never have known my dear little
Hiranya.”
In spite of this little dispute the four friends were soon as happy
together as before the adventure of the tortoise. They once more agreed
never to part and lived happily together for many years, as they had
done ever since they first met.
13. What were the chief differences in the characters of the four
friends?
14. Are those who are alike or unlike in character more likely to
remain friends?
15. How would you describe a true friend?
16. What fault is more likely than any other to lead to loss of
friendship?
VIII.
A Clever Thief.
CHAPTER I
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