"Gave memorial honours to his dead father"
"It curled itself up inside the earthen jar"
"And fill her lap with wheat cakes and bits of cocoa-nut"
"And stuck them into a corner of the eaves"
"They no longer wished to kill or bite the little daughter-in-law"
"They asked her what the reason was, and she told them"
"She has lived here just as if she had been in her father's house"
"The god revealed himself to the king and his companions in all his
glory and splendour"






CHAPTER I

The Sunday Story

When Englishmen and Englishwomen are little boys and girls, they
listen with open ears to the tales of Golden-hair and the three Bears,
of Cinderella and the Prince, and of the Wolf and Little Red Riding
Hood. As the boys and girls grow up, the stories fade gradually from
their minds. But a time comes when they have children of their own. And
then, to amuse the children, they can find no tales more thrilling
than those which fascinated them in their own childhood. Thus the
old nursery tales are handed down for centuries from generation to
generation. Exactly the same process goes on in India, There, too, when
little Indian boys and girls grow up and have little boys and girls of