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A Sepoy called Prem Singh used to come out into full view of the enemy through a porthole of the tower, deliberately set up his apparatus, and heliograph away to the main force in the Malakand Camp, with the Swatis firing at him from short range. How it was he was not hit, I could never understand. He did it day after day.

What prem. d' ye think it will bring?" "Twa pund a share, and maybe mair." "'Od, I'll apply for three hundred!"

It was the bravest and coolest thing I ever saw done or ever heard of, with one exception, perhaps. Prem Singh would have got the Victoria Cross " and the Doctor stopped suddenly and his face flushed. Shere Ali, however, was too keenly interested in the incident itself to take any note of the narrator's confusion.

The following invocation to this "household god" will give some idea of the position she holds in public estimation. It is taken from the "Prem Sagur," or Ocean of Love, a history of the life of Krishna, a son of Vishnu, who, with Siva and Dewee, or Mahadewee, monopolises almost the entire public respect and adoration:

For the Vallabhacharyas derive their scriptural sanction from the eighth book of the Bhagavata Purana, which they have completely falsified from its true meaning in their translation called the Prem Sagar, or "Ocean of Love." You saw the son? In twenty years for these people cannot last long trade and cunning and the riot of all the senses will have made him what you saw the father."

But for the heroism of the signallers, it would have been insuperable. One man in particular, Sepoy Prem Singh, used every day at the risk of his life to come out through a porthole of the tower, establish his heliograph, and, under a terrible fire from short range, flash urgent messages to the main force.

What prem. d'ye think it will bring?" "Twa pund a share, and maybe mair." "'Od, I'll apply for three hundred!"

Avery became unimaginable.... "Such as what?" said she, listlessly, to his roguish hints of reward. "I should offer my escortage for er a small tour over the premises, and so forth. Why not?" "No reason in the world, except that I may not go over the prem ..." That word the speaker left forever unfinished. And her next remark was: "What did you say?"

In northern India may be mentioned the Hindi Ramayana of Tulsi Das, which is almost universally venerated, the Bhaktamâlâ of Nâbhâ Das, the Sur-sagar of Surdas and the Prem Sagar. In Assam the Nam Gosha of Madhab Deb is honoured with the same homage as a sacred image.

A free translation of the tenth book into Hindi, called the Prem Sagar or Ocean of Love, is greatly revered in northern India. Other sectarian Purâṇas are frequently read at temple services. These vernacular Purâṇas seem to be collections of strangely fantastic fairy tales.