The Bengali Poem , Candl . 
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He turned to the hunter, “1 was but in jest, 
Take these seven crores, and may thy wealth be blest.” 
He paid him down the coins, all true and good, 
And bade him fetch the oxen for the load. 
Homeward the hunter hastened with a will, 
But the good news flew even faster still; 
Where’er he went he found the farmers there, 
And every ox is pressed its load to bear; 
They crowd around the money-changer’s door, 
And into ready sacks the gold they pour; 
Then to the hunter’s home they bend their way, 
And there he stores his wealth as best he may; 
While everv friend in need receives his fee, 
And every heart is glad with sympathy. 
I here close the first extract, hut the original goes on to describe at 
some length the hunter’s adventures after this accession of good fortune. 
He obeys the goddess’ commands and cuts down the forest and founds 
the city Gujarat in her honour; colonists flock to inhabit it and secure the 
privileges which he offers them. Amongst them comes one Bhah.ru Datt, 
and I add a short passage which describes his introduction of himself. It 
will show how the poem abounds with picturesque episodes, some of which 
a little remind the reader of Dickens’ wealth of minor characters. 
Among the foremost Bhanru Datt comes with choice plaintains in his hand, 
And in the rear to back him up his brother-in-law close takes his stand; 
With a broad hem sown on his rags, his pen stuck ready in his ear, 
Impudently he makes his how, “ Good uncle, hail! ” as he draws near. 
A tattered blanket is his dress; a quiet smile lights up his face; 
He waves his arms repeatedly, and in loud voice thus pleads his case : 
“ Hopes of your favour bring me here, under your rule to find a home ; 
Learn that my name is Bhanru Datt—you ’ll know it well in days to come. 
The Kayasthas from far and near below my place are forced to fall; 
In family, judgment, moral worth, I am the leader of them all. 
Blood of the three best families flows in my veins free from all flaw— 
Both of my wives were ladies born, a Mitra is my son-in-law. 
