The Lamps And The King's Daughter-in-law

: Deccan Nursery Tales

Once upon a time there was a town called Atpat. In it there lived a

king who had one little daughter-in-law. Now she was a very greedy

little girl, and one day when some sweetmeats were got ready for all

the family she went quietly and ate them all up herself. Then she

got very frightened, for she knew that, if the king knew what she

had done, he would order her to be well slapped. So, when the family

began asking wher
the sweetmeats were she said that the mice had

eaten them. And then every one began abusing the mice, saying what

horrid little wretches they were, and what a good thing it would be

if the cat caught and ate them up. But, when the mice heard all this,

they were very angry with the little daughter-in-law for bringing a

false charge against them, and they all met together and vowed that

they would be revenged on her. Some days later the king invited a

guest to his house, and the same night the mice went into the little

daughter-in-law's room and dragged out one of her bodices and put

it across the guest's bed. Next morning the bodice was discovered

in the stranger's bed, and the little daughter-in-law was utterly

disgraced. Her father-in-law and all her brothers-in-law scolded her

dreadfully, and at last the king drove her out of the house. Now it

so happened that it had till then always been the work of the little

daughter-in-law to look after the lamps in the king's palace. Every

morning she used to rub them well and trim the wicks. She used to light

them herself and neap the burners with sugar-candy, and on Divali [16]

Day she used to worship them and make them suitable offerings. But,

directly the little daughter-in-law was driven away, none of the

lamps were any longer cared for. On the next Divali Day the king was

returning from a hunt, and he camped under a tree. Suddenly he saw all

the lamps in his town of Atpat come and settle on its branches. One

lamp after another told what was happening in its house--when there had

been a dinner party, what there had been to eat, who had been invited,

how they themselves had been cared for, and what honours they had

received on Divali Day. After all the other lamps had told their story,

the big lamp from the king's palace began, "Brother lamps, I do not

know how to tell you. For none among you is so wretched as I am. In

former years I was the most fortunate of all the lamps in Atpat. No

other lamp had such honours paid it as I had, and this year I have

to drag out my days In unspeakable misery." All the other lamps tried

to comfort it, and asked it how it was that ill-fortune had overtaken

it. "O brother lamps, how can I tell you?" repeated the big lamp. "I

am the chief among the lamps that shine In the palace of the King of

Atpat. One day the king's little daughter-in-law ate some sweetmeats

and to save herself blamed the mice. To revenge themselves, they in

turn brought a false charge against her by putting her bodice on the

bed of one of the king's guests. So she was disgraced and driven out

of the house. And after she left ill-fortune came upon me. For every

year it was she who worshipped me and paid me honour; and wherever she

is I wish her well, and I give her my blessing." The king listened

attentively to the talk between the lamps, and thus he learnt that

his daughter-in-law was innocent. He went home and asked whether

there was any other evidence against her besides her bodice. And

when he learnt that there was none, and that no one had seen anything

happen between her and the king's guest, he sent a messenger for her

and had her brought home. And he begged her pardon for the past, and

gave her full authority over all his household; and the king lived

and ruled ever afterwards as wisely and as well as King Ramchandra

of Ayodhya. And if any one brings a false charge against any of us,

may the lamps save us as they did the king's little daughter-in-law.



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