pay them a visit and leave your eldest boy behind. I shall look
after him here." The daughter-in-law consented and went to visit her
parents, leaving her son behind. The king waited for a favourable
day and then bathed and anointed his grandson. He gave a feast in
his honour and covered his body with costly jewelry. He then took
him into the middle of the pond and made him lie down on a bed and
told him not to stir. The water-goddesses were pleased, and a great
mass of water suddenly rushed into the tank, and it was filled right
up to the brink. After a time the daughter-in-law came back from her
father's house and brought her brother with her. They asked where her
son was, but they could get no information. Whenever they asked the
king, he did nothing but say how the water had come into the tank,
and what a beautiful tank it was, and how happy it would make all
the villagers. At last the daughter-in-law guessed what had happened,
and when the seventh day of the bright half of the month of Shravan,
or August, came round, she and her brother went to the edge of the
tank and began to worship the water-goddesses. She took a cucumber
leaf, and on it she placed some curds and rice. Next she mixed
with them some butter and a farthing's worth of betel-nut. Then she
told her brother to pray, "O Goddess, Mother of All, if any one of
our family is drowned in the tank please give him back to us." He
did so and then threw the offering into the lake. Then they both
turned to go home. But as she was turning homewards, she felt some
one pull her by the legs. She looked down and saw that it was her
missing son. When she saw him she dragged him with all her might to
the bank, and then she and her brother walked home with him. When
the king heard that she was coming, together with her missing son,
he wondered greatly, and going to her he fell at her feet and said,
"O my daughter, I offered your son to the water-goddesses; how has
he come back again?" She said, "I worshipped the water-goddesses
and made offerings to them. Then my son came out of the water, and
I lifted him up and drew him to the shore." The king was overjoyed
and showed the greatest favour to his daughter-in-law. And she and
her little son lived happily ever afterwards.

CHAPTER XVIII

The Lid of the Sacred Casket

Once upon a time there was a town called Atpat. In it there lived a
Brahman who had two twin sons. While they were still quite young,
the twins' parent