1865.] On some Siamese Inscriptions. 3l 
TRANSLATION OF THE SuKHoTHAr InscrIPTIoN. 
“My father was called Sinitharatthija, my mother, lady (nang) Stang, 
my elder brother, Ban-Miéang. 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. Ido not fly. I (ku) 
mount the elephant, rushing onupon 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 ahorse. 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 bring 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 
doso. They may trade in them in the same way, as they are used to 
