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The squirrel screamed and shouted at them, and they answered him; but Hansi could not understand at first what it was all about. She thought they must be talking English; she knew a lady who lived near them, and who could only talk English, poor thing. All of a sudden the earth trembled was it an earthquake? Hansi held tight on to the fir-tree, though its needles hurt her hands.
"Dear little men, I think I really ought to be going home," said Hansi anxiously. "Come along then," said Himself. "You must go back along the high road as you came; we are going to play hide-and-seek; but don't be afraid, you shall have your tree all right, even if it disappears sometimes."
Please, sir, that's me," said Hansi, rising and curtsying, and growing very red. The policeman produced a paper in which he entered all sorts of memoranda. "Age and date of birth?" he demanded of Hansi. "Seven years old, of course," answered Hansi. "My birthday is on February 27th, if you want to know. It was on a Sunday last year." "That's beside the question." He looked severe.
All red and silver was this loveliest of Christmas trees! When it was finished, there was a momentary thrill, and they all cried "Ah!" in tones of wonder. Then Hansi noticed that a noble herd of deer had approached; the gentle creatures were looking on with the deepest interest. The woodbirds came flying from all directions, and sang as if it were summer.
The Royal sage Madiraswa by giving his slender-waisted daughter to Hiranyahasta went to the region of the gods. The lordly Lomapada attained all the vast objects of his desire by giving his daughter Santa in marriage to Rishyasringa. The royal sage Bhagiratha, by giving his famous daughter Hansi in marriage to Kautsa, went to the eternal regions.
Hansi wandered on and on, and the woods seemed deserted. She picked up fir cones and beech nuts and acorns and filled her pinafore with them, also frosted fern leaves and dry grasses exquisitely outlined with hoar frost went into her apron. At last she stopped before a little fir-tree. This was just the beautiful little tree she wanted.
He was now occupied in no less a scheme than the conquest of the entire Panjab, from which enterprise he records that he had intended to return, like another Nearchus, by way of the Indus, to lay his conquests at the feet of George the Third of England. But the national foes of that monarch were soon to abridge the career of his enterprising subject, the Irish Raja of Hansi.
In the northern part of the Rewari country is a place called Kanaund; about equidistant from Dehli and Hansi, to the south of both cities. Here Najaf Kuli Khan had breathed his last in a stronghold of earth faced with stone, on the borders of the great Bikanir desert, among sand-hills and low growths of tamarisk; and here his widow a sister of the deceased Gholam Kadir continued to reside.
Thomas was for the present quite independent; and it may interest the reader to have a picture, however faint, of the scene in which this extraordinary conversion of a sailor into a sovereign took place. Hansi is one of the chief towns of the arid province curiously enough called Hariana, or "Green land," which lies between Dehli and the Great Sindh Deserts.
"Take all those silver things off the tree. They are 'found treasure, and belong to the State. You ought to have declared them at once, and saved me all this trouble," he said. Hansi began to cry. Mrs Herzchen was very angry, "Why don't you mind your own business?" she said. "These things are our property. You will come and demand the clothes off our backs next."
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