494 Translation of the Vichitr a Nat ah. [No. 6. 



Hari Chand of the tribe of Chandal arose faint with the loss of 

 blood. He scorned flight but urged by fidelity to his royal master, 

 grasped his spear and struggled to the last ; this mighty warrior was 

 hacked to pieces. 



At one time he nearly disabled me, an arrow from his bow, killed 

 my horse, another whizzed past close to my ear, and a third, striking 

 the metal clasp of my sword belt went through it, grazed my skin, 

 but injured me no further. God preserved the life of his servant. 



Alas! Nijabat Khan slew Shah Sangram whom many Musalmans 

 had in vain tried to kill. Sangram' s soul went to heaven, but ere it 

 winged it's flight thitherward, the dying hero, dealt one parting blow 

 which slew his slayer. The world sorrowed for his loss but heaven 

 rejoiced. 



Thus the mighty host which opposed me was overthrown and fled ; 

 the will of God prevailed, and I returned from the field, singing the 

 song of triumph. I scattered rewards profusely, amongst my soldiers, 

 but did not remain on the spot where I was victorious, proceeding to 

 the country of Kahaliir I founded the city of A'nandpura. 



I expelled all from my city who refused to fight in my cause, but 

 my soldiers were protected and caressed. I abode for a long time at 

 A'nandpura, encouraging the good and punishing the refractory and 

 vicious, who were hung up like dogs. 



Chapter IX. 



I had remained thus peaceably for many months, when Meah Khan 

 went to Jammu, at the same time Alif Khan marched to Nadoun, 

 where he declared war with Bhim Chand, who invited me to assist 

 him, and himself went forth to give battle. 



He built a stockade, and filled it with matchlockmen and bowmen. 

 Besides the great Bhim Chand the chiefs Ram Sing, Sukh deo Gazi 

 and the Raja of Jasrot prepared for the fight. Also Prithi Chand 

 the prince of Dadwal and Kripal, these for sometime withstood the 

 attack of the enemy, but at length were driven down the hill, the foe 

 beating his war-drums and shouting vehemently. 



Then Bhim Chand waxed wrath, he chanted aloud the prowess of 

 Hamiman, and marshalling all his warriors, whose numbers were 



