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gigantic temple. In front of it are the remains of a pucca road which, 

 seem to have extended as far as the river- The cultivators in the 

 neighbourhood told me that for a mile or two around, bricks might 

 be found in various places only a few inches under ground. 

 Considering all that has been stated before, it is impossible to 

 resist the conviction that Copilmuni and its neighbourhood con- 

 tain the ruins of a large city whose splendours have long since 

 passed away. 



March 28th, 1868. — At night, I heard two legends about 

 Ja'far-Aulia. They are as follows : — A certain man had a cow 

 which he prized much, but it sickened and died. Being extremely 

 poor, he goes to Ja'far-Aulia and cries till his eyes are red. " "Why 

 do you cry," said the prophet, " Your cow is not dead, it is only 

 sleejung." Thereupon he called one of his disciples, and said, 

 " Take this stick which I give unto thee, and having touched the 

 cow with it, call the animal hither." The disciple goes to the field 

 and striking the cow with the stick, says, " Why sleepest thou 

 so long ? Come, thy master calls." The cow rose as if it had been 

 sleeping, and followed the disciple to the cottage of Ja'far-Aulia. 



A disciple of Ja'far-Aulia once did a wrong act. The saint 

 said to his other disciples, " Go and throw him into the river in a 

 gunny bag, after closing its mouth with a string." The disciples 

 did as they were directed to do, but the bag would not sink and 

 floated down the stream. The prophet was at the time on his way 

 to the Sundarbun. "When he had completed a day's journey, the 

 disciple within the bag cried and said, " Master, behold I am not 

 dead. Take pity on a fallen creature and restore me to thy favour." 

 The saint thereupon ordered his disciples to take the bag from 

 the river, and let out the culprit, considering him sufficiently pun- 

 ished. 



