between the two as a fire-post and told them that he who would find the bottom or the top of the post first, would show that he is the greatest.  Vrishnoo immediately changed himself into a hog, and began to root up the earth with the hope of finding the bottom of the post.  Brumha changed himself into a swan, flew up towards the top of the post, and cried out, I have found it, when he had not.  This, you know, my dear children, was a falsehood.  For this falsehood, it is said, no temple is erected for his worship.

Vrishnoo was a thief and a liar.  He was once dwelling in the house of a dairyman, and he used constantly to be stealing butter and curdled milk from the dairyman’s wife.  She did not know, for a long time, what became of her butter and curdled milk; but at last she found out that Vrishnoo was the thief.  To punish him for his theft, she tied him to a rice mortar.

Siva’s conduct was very bad.  I will tell you but one thing about him.  On one occasion he was playing at cards with his wife Parvathe.  Vrishnoo was appointed to determine who was the best player.  After playing for a little season Parvathe won the game.  Siva then beckoned to Vrishnoo to declare that he, instead of Parvathe, had won it.  This he did.  In consequence of this falsehood, he was cursed by Parvathe, and changed into a snake.

And now, my dear children, why do I tell you about these gods?  I tell you for the purpose of making you thankful that you were born in a Christian land, where you have the Bible to teach you better things.  Had you not the Bible, you would worship just such wretched beings as these poor Hindoos worship.  Perhaps you know that our Saxon fathers, before they had the Bible, were as great idolaters as are this people.  They worshipped Thor and Woden and other similar idols, and they were even in the habit of offering up human sacrifices Surely, if there is any thing which should make you give your hearts to your Saviour and love him above all things, it is God’s gift of the Bible to you.

CHAPTER VII.

THE THREE HUNDRED AND THIRTY MILLIONS OF THE GODS OF THE HINDOOS—­THE CREATION OF THE UNIVERSE—­THE TRANSMIGRATION OF SOULS—­THE DIFFERENT HELLS.

My dear children—­I told you that in one of those seasons when Brahm was awake, Brumha, Vrishnoo, and Siva were somehow drawn from Brahm’s essence.  The three hundred and thirty millions of the gods of the Hindoos were also drawn from this essence; as were all the atoms which compose the earth, the sun, moon, and stars.  At first, these atoms were all in disorder.  For the purpose of reducing them to order, Brahm created what is called the great mundane egg.  Into this egg he himself entered, under the form, of Brumha, taking with him all these atoms.  After remaining in this egg four thousand three hundred millions of years, to arrange these atoms, he burst its shell and came out, with a thousand heads, a thousand eyes, and a thousand arms.  With him, he brought out all those harmonized atoms, which, when separated, produced this beautiful universe that we see above and around us.