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Updated: June 16, 2025
So the Brahmin took the melon home with him and planted it in his garden. By next day the melon that the Jackal had given him had grown up in the Brahmin's garden into a fine plant, covered with hundreds of beautiful ripe melons. The Brahmin, his wife and family were overjoyed at the sight.
This event, however, was the occasion of a more early disclosure of the Brahmin's important secret, but not until he had recovered his ordinary health and vigour: "I have already told you, my dear Atterley, that I was born and educated at Benares, and that science is there more thoroughly understood and taught than the people of the west are aware of.
And all the neighbours were astonished, and said, "How fast that fine melon plant has grown in the Brahmin's garden!" Now it chanced that a woman who lived in a house close by wanted some melons, and seeing what fine ones these were, she went down at once to the Brahmin's house and bought two or three from the Brahmin's wife.
On hearing the Brahmin's message, the warder says: " 'Great sir, be pleased to enter the palace; the divine Krishna reposes, in front of you, on a throne. Krishna, descending, bows to him, and shows him much respect, and those attentions which a man would show to his friend.
An old woman, who has a fair daughter of irregular life, undertakes the seduction of the hero. The old woman, her daughter and companions, embark; and the river carries them to a point not far from the young Brahmin's hermitage.
Unhappily, the opinion prevails that a poet must be also a philosopher, and hence it is that much of our poetry is as indefinable in its mysticism as an Indian Brahmin's commentary on his sacred books, or German metaphysics subjected to homeopathic dilution. It assumes to be prophetical, and its utterances are oracular.
What is in the Brahmin's books that is in the Brahmin's heart. Neither you nor I knew there was so much evil in the world. Hindu Proverb. This began in a practical joke; but it has gone far enough now, and is getting serious. Platte, the Subaltern, being poor, had a Waterbury watch and a plain leather guard. The Colonel had a Waterbury watch also, and for guard, the lip-strap of a curb-chain.
When that last loss was discovered, it was the Brahmin's turn to speak. He had prayed to his own Gods without answer. It might be, he said, that, unconsciously, the village had offended some one of the Gods of the Jungle, for, beyond doubt, the Jungle was against them.
Having partaken of a frugal repast, and invigorated ourselves, each with about four hours sleep, the Brahmin thus resumed his story. The Brahmin's story continued The voyage concluded Atterley and the Brahmin separate Atterley arrives in New York.
The den to which he took the Brahmin's daughter looked like quite a common hole in the rocks on the outside, but inside it was a splendid palace, adorned with silver, and gold, and ivory and precious stones.
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