Sanskrit literature -- Translations into English; Tales -- India
Kadali-Garbha never even thought about other children, because she had
not been used to having them with her. She was just as happy as the day
was long, and never wished for any change. But when she was about
sixteen something happened which quite altered her whole life. One day
her father had gone into the forest to cut wood, and had left her
alone. She had finished tidying the house, and got everything ready for
the midday meal, and was sitting at the door of her home, reading to
herself, with birds fluttering about her head and a pet doe lying
beside her, when she heard the noise of a horse’s feet approaching. She
looked up, and there on the other side of the fence was a very handsome
young man seated on a great black horse, which he had reined up when he
caught sight of her. He looked at her without speaking, and she looked
back at him with her big black eyes full of surprise at his sudden
appearance. She made a beautiful picture, with the green creepers
covering the hut behind her, and the doe, which had started up in fear
of the horse, pressing against her.
The man was the king of the country, whose name was Dridha-Varman. He
had been hunting and had got separated from his attendants. He was very
much surprised to find anyone living in the very depths of the forest,
and was going to ask the young girl who she was, when Kadali-Garbha saw
her father coming along the path leading to his home. Jumping up, she
ran to meet him, glad that he had come; for she had never before seen a
young man and was as shy as any of the wild creatures of the woods. Now
that Mana Kanaka was with her, she got over her fright, and felt quite
safe, clinging to his arm as he and the king talked together.
3. Can you describe just how Kadali-Garbha felt when she saw the king?
4. Do you think it would have been a good or a bad thing for her to
live all the rest of her life in the forest?
CHAPTER III
Mana Kanaka knew at once that the man on the horse was the king; and a
great fear entered his heart when he saw how Dridha-Varman looked at
his beloved only child.
“Who are you, and who is that lovely girl?” asked the king. And Mana
Kanaka answered, “I am only a humble woodcutter; and this is my only
child, whose mother has long been dead.”
“Her mother must have been a very lovely woman, if her daughter is like
her,” said the king. “Never before have I seen such perfect beauty.”
“Her mother,” replied Mana Kanaka, “was indeed what you say; and her
soul was as beautiful as the body in which it dwelt all too short a
time.”
“I would have your daughter for my wife,” said the king; “and if you
will give her to me, she shall have no wish ungratified. She shall have
servants to wait on her and other young girls to be her companions;
beautiful clothes to wear, the best of food to eat, horses and
carriages as many as she will, and no work to do with her own hands.”
5. If you had been Kadali-Garbha, what would you have said when you
heard all these promises?
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