Legendary & romantic tales of Indian historyCaunter, Hobart
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Legendary & romantic tales of Indian history
Caunter, Hobart
India -- History -- Fiction
No sooner was the fire kindled than the notes of innumerable
instruments were heard, shouts and acclamations rent the air, in
order to prevent the sufferer’s screams of agony being heard. Ghee
was poured upon the burning pyre to accelerate the horrible process
of destruction, and the flames raged with such fury that in a short
time not a vestige remained but the ashes of the dead. The crowd then
quietly dispersed, rejoicing at having witnessed so acceptable a
holocaust.
While this dreadful act of superstition was performing, the town of
Somnat was in a state of siege; still the turbid stream of fanaticism
was not diverted from its course. When the Mahomedans invested Somnat,
the citizens had flocked from all parts and crowded the ramparts to
repel the enemy; but so soon as they saw their formidable array, the
discipline of their troops, and the fearless manner in which they
rushed to the assault, the astonished Hindoos, alarmed for their own
safety, thronged to the temple by hundreds, prostrating themselves
before their favourite idol, and supplicating deliverance from their
foes. Many, drowned in tears, vowed to perform sundry dreadful penances
in case the Mahomedans were repelled from their walls; but the idol
returned no answer to their petitions.
Mahmood, perceiving the ramparts almost deserted, ordered his troops
to advance to the walls and apply the scaling-ladders, which was
instantly done; and they commenced to mount the ramparts, shouting
aloud “Allah Akbar!” God is great! Those Hindoos who remained upon the
battlements, offered a spirited resistance. With the wild energy of
despair they rushed upon the Mahomedan soldiers as they ascended, and
threw them headlong from the ladders. Hearing the noise of the assault,
and the enemy’s war-cry, those citizens who had quitted the walls in
order to propitiate their divinity by prayer, returned to the ramparts
in vast numbers, and opposed themselves to the besiegers. These latter,
no longer able to retain their footing, wearied with their exertions,
and dispirited by such unexpected opposition, fell back on all sides,
and were at length obliged to retire.
Next morning the action was renewed with no better success, for as fast
as the besiegers scaled the walls they were cast down backward by the
besieged, who now gaining confidence from the advantage obtained on the
preceding day, resolved to defend their city to the last. They imagined
that the divinity who presided over Somnat had heard their prayers,
and would not permit their foes to triumph over them; and under this
impression they fought with a resolution that bore down all opposition.
They poured into the temple after the repulse of their enemies with
offerings to their idol, which were of course accepted, to their great
joy and that of the divinity’s ministers, who undertook to dispose of
those offerings in a manner worthy of the liberality of the devotees
who presented them.
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