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THE YOUNG CHANDALA 113<br />

went out in the garden, and an elephant, that had broken<br />

from its fastenings, charged her, and flung her up on his tusks,<br />

litter and all. Her attendants dispersed, shrieking, but a<br />

young Chandala snatched up<br />

a sword and ran towards the<br />

elephant. <strong>The</strong> brave fellow cut <strong>of</strong>f the trunk <strong>of</strong> that great<br />

elephant with a sword-stroke, and killed it, and so delivered<br />

the princess. <strong>The</strong>n her retinue came together again, and she<br />

returned to her palace with her heart captivated by the great<br />

courage and striking good looks <strong>of</strong> the young Chandala. And<br />

she remained in a state <strong>of</strong> despondency at <strong>being</strong> separated from<br />

"<br />

him, saying to herself : Either I must have that man who<br />

delivered me from the elephant for a husband, or I must<br />

die."<br />

<strong>The</strong> young Chandala, for his part, went home slowly, and<br />

having his mind captivated by the princess was tortured by<br />

"<br />

thinking on her. He said to himself : What a vast gulf is<br />

fixed between me, a man <strong>of</strong> the lowest caste, and that princess<br />

! How can a crow and a female swan ever unite ? <strong>The</strong><br />

idea is so ridiculous that I cannot mention it or consider<br />

it, so, in this difficulty, death is my only resource." After<br />

the young man had gone through these reflections he went<br />

at night to the cemetery, and bathed, and made a pyre, and<br />

lighting the flame thus "<br />

prayed to it : O thou purifying fire,<br />

Soul <strong>of</strong> the Universe, may that princess be my wife hereafter<br />

in a future birth, in virtue <strong>of</strong> this <strong>of</strong>fering up <strong>of</strong> myself as a<br />

"<br />

sacrifice to thee !<br />

When he had said this, he prepared to fling himself into<br />

the fire, but the God <strong>of</strong> Fire, pleased with him, appeared in<br />

"<br />

visible shape before him, and said to him : Do not act<br />

rashly, for she shall be thy wife, for thou art not a Chandala<br />

by birth, and what thou art I will tell thee. Listen.<br />

"<strong>The</strong>re is in this city a distinguished Brahman <strong>of</strong> the<br />

name <strong>of</strong> Kapilasarman ;<br />

in his fire-chamber I dwell in visible<br />

bodily shape. One day his maiden daughter came near me,<br />

and, smitten with her beauty, I made her my wife, inducing<br />

her to forgo her objections by promising her immunity from<br />

disgrace. And thou, my son, wert immediately born to her<br />

by virtue <strong>of</strong> my power, and she thereupon, out <strong>of</strong> shame,<br />

there thou wast found<br />

flung thee away in the open street ;<br />

VOL. VIII. h

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