THE BEAUTIFUL MILKMAIDAt a place called Drug, near Raipur in the Central Provinces of India, there once lived an old woman who had a very beautiful daughter.The old woman was most unwilling that her daughter should go out into the streets, for she said: “You are so beautiful, my daughter, that I tremble lest any one take you from me.”But the girl replied: “Mother, I must go and earn our daily food. Let me, I pray you, sell milk and curds as usual: no harm will come to me.”The mother very reluctantly let her go; but that day a Rajah happened to pass by and saw her. He noticed how beautiful she was, and stopped his elephant to ask who she was. She told him that she was of humble origin, and only a seller of milk and curds.“Then,” said the Rajah, “I shall buy all that you have.”“Nay,” replied the girl; “surely what is mine is yours, and I offer everything in homage to you.”When she persisted in refusing payment the Rajah was angry, and ordered his attendants to scatter the curds, and put the girl into prison for daring to go against his wishes.The order was obeyed, and the beautiful milkmaid found herself a prisoner.While in prison she prayed to her Gods for deliverance, and fashioning a parrot out of clay, breathed life into it and told it to go quickly to her lover, a young man grazing his herds in the hills, and tell him what had happened.The bird flew off and did as he was told; and the lover came down that night with all his clansmen, attacked the Rajah and killed him.Then he rescued the girl, who lived happily ever after as the wife of her brave deliverer.
THE BEAUTIFUL MILKMAIDAt a place called Drug, near Raipur in the Central Provinces of India, there once lived an old woman who had a very beautiful daughter.The old woman was most unwilling that her daughter should go out into the streets, for she said: “You are so beautiful, my daughter, that I tremble lest any one take you from me.”But the girl replied: “Mother, I must go and earn our daily food. Let me, I pray you, sell milk and curds as usual: no harm will come to me.”The mother very reluctantly let her go; but that day a Rajah happened to pass by and saw her. He noticed how beautiful she was, and stopped his elephant to ask who she was. She told him that she was of humble origin, and only a seller of milk and curds.“Then,” said the Rajah, “I shall buy all that you have.”“Nay,” replied the girl; “surely what is mine is yours, and I offer everything in homage to you.”When she persisted in refusing payment the Rajah was angry, and ordered his attendants to scatter the curds, and put the girl into prison for daring to go against his wishes.The order was obeyed, and the beautiful milkmaid found herself a prisoner.While in prison she prayed to her Gods for deliverance, and fashioning a parrot out of clay, breathed life into it and told it to go quickly to her lover, a young man grazing his herds in the hills, and tell him what had happened.The bird flew off and did as he was told; and the lover came down that night with all his clansmen, attacked the Rajah and killed him.Then he rescued the girl, who lived happily ever after as the wife of her brave deliverer.
THE BEAUTIFUL MILKMAID
At a place called Drug, near Raipur in the Central Provinces of India, there once lived an old woman who had a very beautiful daughter.The old woman was most unwilling that her daughter should go out into the streets, for she said: “You are so beautiful, my daughter, that I tremble lest any one take you from me.”But the girl replied: “Mother, I must go and earn our daily food. Let me, I pray you, sell milk and curds as usual: no harm will come to me.”The mother very reluctantly let her go; but that day a Rajah happened to pass by and saw her. He noticed how beautiful she was, and stopped his elephant to ask who she was. She told him that she was of humble origin, and only a seller of milk and curds.“Then,” said the Rajah, “I shall buy all that you have.”“Nay,” replied the girl; “surely what is mine is yours, and I offer everything in homage to you.”When she persisted in refusing payment the Rajah was angry, and ordered his attendants to scatter the curds, and put the girl into prison for daring to go against his wishes.The order was obeyed, and the beautiful milkmaid found herself a prisoner.While in prison she prayed to her Gods for deliverance, and fashioning a parrot out of clay, breathed life into it and told it to go quickly to her lover, a young man grazing his herds in the hills, and tell him what had happened.The bird flew off and did as he was told; and the lover came down that night with all his clansmen, attacked the Rajah and killed him.Then he rescued the girl, who lived happily ever after as the wife of her brave deliverer.
At a place called Drug, near Raipur in the Central Provinces of India, there once lived an old woman who had a very beautiful daughter.
The old woman was most unwilling that her daughter should go out into the streets, for she said: “You are so beautiful, my daughter, that I tremble lest any one take you from me.”
But the girl replied: “Mother, I must go and earn our daily food. Let me, I pray you, sell milk and curds as usual: no harm will come to me.”
The mother very reluctantly let her go; but that day a Rajah happened to pass by and saw her. He noticed how beautiful she was, and stopped his elephant to ask who she was. She told him that she was of humble origin, and only a seller of milk and curds.
“Then,” said the Rajah, “I shall buy all that you have.”
“Nay,” replied the girl; “surely what is mine is yours, and I offer everything in homage to you.”
When she persisted in refusing payment the Rajah was angry, and ordered his attendants to scatter the curds, and put the girl into prison for daring to go against his wishes.
The order was obeyed, and the beautiful milkmaid found herself a prisoner.
While in prison she prayed to her Gods for deliverance, and fashioning a parrot out of clay, breathed life into it and told it to go quickly to her lover, a young man grazing his herds in the hills, and tell him what had happened.
The bird flew off and did as he was told; and the lover came down that night with all his clansmen, attacked the Rajah and killed him.
Then he rescued the girl, who lived happily ever after as the wife of her brave deliverer.