Book Title: Indian Antiquary Vol 44
Author(s): Richard Carnac Temple, Devadatta Ramkrishna Bhandarkar
Publisher: Swati Publications

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________________ 186 THE INDIAN ANTIQUARY (AUGUST, 1915 Thought that beneath this sweetness bitter "Haigā dadh men kala: medicine must be hid, And cried, “O Prince, do you return “Kunwarji chalo dere ko." directly to your tent." Then rose the Prince in fury and turned him. Phir to Kunwar ke dil men ghussâ âyâ, to the Sahib : kahine lage unko: "Listen friend Mendak, thou of monkey Suno Miyân, Sahib Mendak ko, to bandar ki race, dishonest one, ját, be-iman, Who think you am I to be thus with honeyed Kiya samjhata he hamko?" words cajoled?" Seeing that he was anger'd spoke more Pbir to itná ghussâ dekh kar Kunwar ka pleadingly the Sahib. arj kari unko. "Listen friend Chain Sinh, think not I would "Suno Miyân Chain Sinh ko, ki Ap mat jano you to prison send, ki ham apko kaid karenge : But for this crime in Kasht's town three Apne jo khûn kiya hai uske waste ap tîn months you must abide, mahine ke liye Kashi ko bheje jate ho. But elephants and horses as beseems your Hathi dungâ, ghoda dunga ap ko baithne rank I'll send, ko, And monthly pay one lakh that you in Kashi Lâk rupai ka mabina dunga bheju Kashi pomp may keep." ko." The Prince, his ire rising, placed his hand Phir to Kunwar ko ghussa kya kahine lage upon his hilt : usko :"Hear Mendak Sah'b, my Kåsbf on the field "Suno Miyân Sâhib Mendak ko," jo hath of battle lies, dal talwar û par, Where we shall meet and one of us, or you Dekh hamari Kâshi jâjam ûpar mår mare or I, must fall, tuj ko : Thou man of monkey race, thou Turk, thee Are bandar mar, mare tuzko, Turkada már will I slay and die." mare tuzko." Such rage beholding fled the Sahib his inner Itnâ ghussá dekh Kunwar ka bbagi kamare room within. ko. Right on the Moti bungalow13 the Prince Phir to pahala charra mara Kunwar no Motî his first shot aimed, bangle ko. While on the troops the second shot was fir'd Dâjâ chartâ mâra Pathanon-ne, udki paltan by the Pathậns. Whereon, O friend, how swift they fled, how Suno Miyan! káti palan ko. fell beneath their swords. Back to their camp with Prince Chain Sint Sang live Kunwar Chain Sinh, the two Pathans returned. Flere turning to his men the Prince cried, so jûwab dete bháfbandon ko :that all might hear :"Let him who loves his home and friends to "Jise piyârá kutum kabila jäwo NarsinhNarsinghgarh return." garlh ko." Then Himmat and Bahadur Khân cried :- Himmat Khán, Bahadur Khân Pathân arj karte un ko :+ Moti baungalow : Political Agent's residence. ko.

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