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Translation op the Sukhothai Inscription. 

 " My father was called Sinitharatthija, my mother, lady (nang) Suang, 

 my elder brother, Ban-Muang. I had of the same mother (womb), 

 five brothers and sisters, three being brothers and two sisters. Of my 

 elder brothers, the eldest died and departed at a time, when I was still 

 young. When I became large and grown up to about nineteen, the 

 chieftain (Khun) Samxon of the " myang" (town or country) Xot 

 came up to the place of " myang" Tak. My father went to attack 

 Khun Samxon and fight him on the outworks of his camp. Khun 

 Samxon does not delay, he comes forth from the camp. Khun Samxon 

 spread out his troops, covering the open plains of the fields and chased 

 my father, who fled hastily, being defeated. I do not fly. I (ku) 

 mount the elephant, rushing on upon the army. I push on before my 

 father ; I close with Khun Samxon ; I myself throw down the elephant 

 of Khun Samxon, mounted on which he had come up to the town. 

 Khun Samxon is defeated ; he is beaten and takes to flight, jumping 

 on a horse. My father then raised my title, I was called Phra Ram 

 Kamheng (the courageous Lord Rama), because I had thrown down 

 the elephant of the chieftain Samxon. All the time of my father's 

 life, I gave support to my father ; I gave support to my mother ; I 

 procured the flesh of stags and fishes ; I brought them up to my father. 

 I procured fresh areca, sweet areca, which I had tasted myself to be 

 savoury, tasted myself to be good ; I bring this up to my father. I 

 set out against the savages, the tribes provided with elephants, to 

 obtain slaves for my father. I fall on their villages, on their towns. 

 I get elephants, get tusks ; I get males and females ; I get silver ; I get 

 gold ; I biing it all up with me and deliver it over to my father. Then 

 my father dies. There is still an elder brother. I give support to my 

 elder brother, in the way, as I had supported my father. My elder 

 brother dies. Now the towns come to me, all the four towns. Of all 

 these towns of mine, of me, the father-benefactor (Pho-Khun) Ram- 

 khamheng, this town here, the town of Sukhotay excels. The waters 

 are full of fish, in the field grows rice. The Lord of the town does 

 not exact any duties, he does not tax the people. Undisturbed they 

 go along the roads, leading oxen to trade in them, mounting horses to 

 trade in them. If they wish and desire to trade in elephants, let them 

 do so. They may trade in them in the same way, as they are used to 



