King Shudraka and Hero's Family.Which of the five deserves the most honour?
Then King Triple-victory went back under the sissoo tree and caught the goblin, who gave a horse-laugh.But the king without fear put him on his shoulder as before and started toward the monk.And as he walked along, the goblin on his shoulder said to him again: "O King, why do you take such pains for that wretched monk? Have you no sense about this fruitless task? Well, after all, I like your devotion.So, to amuse the weary journey, I will tell you another story.Listen."There is a city called Beautiful, and it deserves the name.There lived a king named Shudraka, of tremendous power and mighty courage.He was so used to victory that the fire of his courage was kept blazing by the wind from the fans in the hands of the wives of his vanquished foes.Under his rule the earth was rich and always good, as in the days of old.And he was fond of brave men.
Now one day a Brahman named Hero came from Malwa to pay his homage to this king.He had a wife named Virtue, a son named Trusty, and a daughter named Heroic.And he had just three servants, a dagger at his hip, a sword in his hand, and a shield in his other hand.These were all the servants he had when he asked the king for five hundred gold-pieces a day as his wages.
And the king thought from his appearance that he was a remarkably brave man, so he gave him the wages he asked.But out of curiosity he put spies on his track, to learn what he did with all the money.
Now Hero called on the king in the morning, and at noon he took his sword and stood at the palace gate and divided his daily salary.One hundred gold-pieces he gave to his wife for food and household expenses.And with another hundred he bought clothes and perfumes and nuts and such things.And another hundred he devoted to the worship of Vishnu and Shiva, after taking the ceremonial bath.And the two hundred which were left he gave to Brahmans and the unhappy and the poor.This was the way he divided and spent the money every day.Then after he had sacrificedand eaten dinner, he stood every night alone at the palace gate with his sword and shield.All this King Shudraka learned from his spies and was greatly pleased and forbad the spies to follow him again.For he thought him a wonderful man, worthy of especial honour.
Then one day a veil of clouds covered the sky and poured down rain in streams day and night, so that the highway was quite deserted.Only Hero was at his post as usual by the palace gate.And when the sun set and dreadful darkness was spread abroad and the rain fell in sheets, the king wished to test Hero's behaviour.So at night he climbed to the palace roof and cried: "Who is there at the gate?" And Hero answered: "I am here." And the king thought: "How steadfast this man Hero is, and how devoted to me! I must surely give him a greater post." And he descended from the roof and entered the palace and went to bed.
The next night it rained again in sheets and the world was wrapped in the darkness of death.And again the king thought to test his behaviour, and climbing to the roof he called out toward the palace gate: "Who is there?" And when Hero said: "I am here, your Majesty," the king was greatly astonished.
Just then he heard at a distance a sweet-voiced woman crying.And he thought: "Who is this who laments so piteously, as if in deep despair? In my kingdom there is no violence, no poor man and none distressed.Who can she be?" And being merciful, he called to Hero, who stood below: "Listen, Hero.A woman is weeping at some distance.Go and learn why she weeps and who she is." And Hero said "Certainly," arranged his dagger, took his sword in his hand, and started.He did not even think of the pelting hail, the flashing lightning, or the rain and darkness.And when the king saw him setting out alone in a night like that, he was filled with pity and curiosity, and descending from the palace roof, took his sword and followed all alone, without being seen.
As Hero traced the sound of crying, he came to a beautiful lake outside the city, and there he saw a woman in the midst of the water, lamenting in these words: "Alas for you, brave and merciful and generous! How shall I live without you?"And Hero was amazed, and timidly asked her: "Who are you, and whydo you weep?" And she replied: "O Hero, I am the Goddess of the Earth, and now my lord, this virtuous King Shudraka, is going to die in three days.How shall I find another such master? So I am distracted with grief, and I lament."When Hero heard this, he was frightened and said: "Goddess, is there any remedy for this, any way in which the king might be saved?" And the goddess answered: "There is just one remedy, my son, and it is in your hands." And Hero said: "Goddess, tell me quickly, that I may adopt it at once.What good would life be to us otherwise?"Then the goddess said: "My son, there is no other man devoted to his master as you are: so you may learn how to save him.There is a temple to the Dreadful Goddess built by that king near his palace.If you sacrifice your son to her at once, then the king will not die.He will live another hundred years.If you do it this very night, then the blessing will come, not otherwise."And Hero, the hero, replied: "Then I will go, Goddess, and do it this moment." And the Goddess of the Earth said: "Good fortune go with you," and she vanished.And the king, who had followed secretly, heard it all.So he still followed to find out how Hero would behave.
