Legendary & romantic tales of Indian history — John Shaqi
Legendary & romantic tales of Indian historyCaunter, Hobart
History
Legendary & romantic tales of Indian history
Caunter, Hobart
India -- History -- Fiction
Jeipal, on reaching his capital, refused to fulfil the conditions,
and Subooktugeen again marched his forces towards Lahore. The Indian
general advanced to meet and give him battle. The Hindoos were
everywhere defeated, and pursued with prodigious slaughter to the
banks of the Neelab. By this victory the conqueror acquired immense
wealth, and a considerable accession of territory, causing himself to
be acknowledged king over the conquered country, and appointing one of
his officers with ten thousand horse to the government of Pishawur.
About this time died Munsoor, King of Bokhara; he was succeeded by his
son Nooh, against whom a formidable rebellion was raised by a chief
named Faik. Nooh having formed an alliance with the King of Ghizny,
the rebel was attacked and defeated by the latter, for which signal
service the sovereign of Bokhara conferred upon Subooktugeen the title
of Nasir-ood-Deen, Hero of the Faith; and upon his son Mahmood that of
Syf-ood-Dowla, Sword of the State.
The rebel Faik having again collected his forces, attacked Mahmood
unexpectedly and defeated him, taking his baggage. The father hearing
of his son’s disaster, marched to his relief, routed the insurgents a
second time, and thus completely quashed the rebellion.
Heg. 387. (997.)--Subooktugeen fell into a lingering disorder. Being at
this time at Bulkh, he determined to try change of air, and accordingly
commenced a journey to Ghizny. He had travelled only a few miles when
he was obliged to stop at Toormooz, a town not far from Bulkh, where he
expired, his remains being carried to Ghizny for interment.
The Traveller’s Dream.
CHAPTER I.
In the forests of Candahar, a solitary traveller was pursuing his way.
Overcome by the heat of noon he sat down on the margin of a small
stream that gurgled through the thick underwood, allowing his horse to
crop the fresh herbage upon its banks. The scene around him was gloomy
but imposing. So thick was the growth of the jungle that the sun’s rays
could not penetrate, except here and there, where patches had been
cleared by the charcoal-burners or for purposes of fuel; and these were
comparatively few. Some of the trees were of a growth so stupendous as
to impart a character of sublimity to the whole aspect of the forest.
Many of them reached the prodigious height of a hundred and thirty
feet, presenting a straight branchless stem, which rose like a colossal
pillar from the ground to the altitude of twenty yards without a single
branch or even a sprout upon its surface. Under the vast leafy canopy
which spread out above it, the wild elephant frequently reposed, and
seemed, by comparison with the stately growth beside which it rested,
but as some ordinary animal.
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