As he sat watching the various groups, he saw a young man enter the park, accompanied by a lady and followed by a numerous retinue, and they both got into one of the swings placed there for the amusement of the festal crowd.
Presently the eye of the new-comer rested on the prince; with signs of great joy he jumped down, exclaiming, “O what happiness! That is my lord Rajavahana,” and, running to him, bowed down to his feet, saying “Great is my good fortune in meeting you again.” Rajavahana, affected by equal pleasure, warmly embraced him, saying, “O my dear friend Somadatta, how happy I am to see you once more!”
Then they sat down together under a shady tree, and the prince inquired: “What have you been doing all this time? Where have you been? Who is this lady? And how did you get all these attendants?” Somadatta, thus questioned, began the recital of what he had done and seen.
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ADVENTURES OF SOMADATTA.
My lord, having great anxiety on your account, I wandered about in various countries. One day, when stooping to drink from a cool, clear stream, near a forest, I saw something bright under the water, and having taken it up, found it to be a ruby of very great value.
Exhausted by fatigue and the scorching heat of the sun, I went into a small temple to rest, and saw there a brahman with a number of children, all looking wretched and half-starved. He seemed to regard me as a possible benefactor, and when questioned, readily told me his story; how his wife had died, leaving him with the care of all these children, and how, having no means of subsistence, he had wandered about in the hope of obtaining some employment; but had got nothing better than the charge of this small temple, where the offerings were not sufficient to support him and his family.
I asked him—“What is that camp which I see at some distance?”
He answered—“The Lord of Lata, Mattakala by name, hearing again and again of the great beauty of Vamalochana, daughter of Viraketu, sovereign of this country, asked her in marriage, and was refused. Being determined to obtain her, he raised an army and besieged Patali, the capital city. Viraketu finding himself unable to resist the enemy, purchased peace by giving up his daughter, and Mattakala, thinking that the marriage can be celebrated with greater magnificence in his own country, has deferred it till his return. He is now on his way home with a small part of his army, the rest having been dismissed; and he is staying at present near this forest to enjoy the pleasures of the chase. The princess is not with her intended husband, but under the care of Manapala, one of her father’s officers, who is said to be very indignant at the surrender of the lady; you may see his camp at no great distance from the other.”
While thanking the poor man for his information, a thought came into my mind—here is a very poor and deserving man, I will give him the jewel which I have found; and I did so.