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  Hetrudgedmanyamile,andatlastcametoawood。Inthewoodwasahut,andinthehutsatanold,oldwoman,themotherofpeasantsoldiers,spinningflaxandweeping。Andasshespunshedidnotputherfingerstohermouthtowetthemwithspittle,buttohereyestowetthemwithtears。WhentheoldwomansawEmelyánshecriedoutathim:’Whyhaveyoucomehere?’ThenEmelyángaveherthespindle,andsaidhiswifehadsentit。

  Theoldwomansoftenedatonce,andbegantoquestionhim。AndEmelyántoldherhiswholelife:howhemarriedthelass;howtheywenttoliveinthetown;howhehadworked,andwhathehaddoneatthepalace;howhebuiltthecathedral,andmadeariverwithshipsonit,andhowtheKinghadnowtoldhimtogoto’there,don’tknowwhere,andbringback’that,don’tknowwhat。’

  TheGrandamlistenedtotheend,andceasedweeping。Shemutteredtoherself:’Thetimehassurelycome,’andsaidtohim:’Allright,mylad。Sitdownnow,andIwillgiveyousomethingtoeat。’

  Emelyánate,andthentheGrandamtoldhimwhattodo。’Here,’

  saidshe,’isaballofthread;rollitbeforeyou,andfollowwhereitgoes。Youmustgofartillyoucomerighttothesea。Whenyougetthereyouwillseeagreatcity。Enterthecityandaskforanight’slodgingatthefurthesthouse。Therelookoutforwhatyouareseeking。’

  ’HowshallIknowitwhenIseeit,Granny?’saidhe。

  ’Whenyouseesomethingmenobeymorethanfatherormother,thatisit。Seizethat,andtakeittotheKing。WhenyoubringittotheKing,hewillsayitisnotright,andyoumustanswer:“Ifitisnottherightthingitmustbesmashed,“andyoumustbeatit,andcarryittotheriver,breakitinpieces,andthrowitintothewater。

  Thenyouwillgetyourwifebackandmytearswillbedried。’

  EmelyánbadefarewelltotheGrandamandbeganrollinghisballbeforehim。Itrolledandrolleduntilatlastitreachedthesea。Bytheseastoodagreatcity,andatthefurtherendofthecitywasabighouse。ThereEmelyánbeggedforanight’slodging,andwasgrantedit。Helaydowntosleep,andinthemorningawokeandheardafatherrousinghissontogoandcutwoodforthefire。Butthesondidnotobey。’Itistooearly,’saidhe,’thereistimeenough。’

  ThenEmelyánheardthemothersay,’Go,myson,yourfather’sbonesache;wouldyouhavehimgohimself?Itistimetobeup!’

  Butthesononlymurmuredsomewordsandfellasleepagain。Hardlywasheasleepwhensomethingthunderedandrattledinthestreet。Upjumpedthesonandquicklyputtingonhisclothesranoutintothestreet。UpjumpedEmelyán,too,andranafterhimtoseewhatitwasthatasonobeysmorethanfatherormother。Whathesawwasamanwalkingalongthestreetcarrying,tiedtohisstomach,athingwhichhebeatwithsticks,andthatitwasthatrattledandthunderedso,andthatthesonhadobeyed。Emelyánranupandhadalookatit。Hesawitwasround,likeasmalltub,withaskinstretchedoverbothends,andheaskedwhatitwascalled。

  Hewastold,’Adrum。’

  ’Andisitempty?’

  ’Yes,itisempty。’

  Emelyánwassurprised。Heaskedthemtogivethethingtohim,buttheywouldnot。SoEmelyánleftoffasking,andfollowedthedrummer。Alldayhefollowed,andwhenthedrummeratlastlaydowntosleep,Emelyánsnatchedthedrumfromhimandranawaywithit。

  Heranandran,tillatlasthegotbacktohisowntown。Hewenttoseehiswife,butshewasnotathome。Thedayafterhewentaway,theKinghadtakenher。SoEmelyánwenttothepalace,andsentinamessagetotheKing:’Hehasreturnedwhowentto“there,don’tknowwhere,“andhehasbroughtwithhim“that,don’tknowwhat。“’

  TheytoldtheKing,andtheKingsaidhewastocomeagainnextday。

  ButEmelyánsaid,’TelltheKingIamhereto-day,andhavebroughtwhattheKingwanted。Lethimcomeouttome,orIwillgointohim!’

  TheKingcameout。’Wherehaveyoubeen?’saidhe。

  Emelyántoldhim。

  ’That’snottherightplace,’saidtheKing。’Whathaveyoubrought?’

  Emelyánpointedtothedrum,buttheKingdidnotlookatit。

  ’Thatisnotit。’

  ’Ifitisnottherightthing,’saidEmelyán,’itmustbesmashed,andmaythedeviltakeit!’

  AndEmelyánleftthepalace,carryingthedrumandbeatingit。

  AndashebeatitalltheKing’sarmyranouttofollowEmelyán,andtheysalutedhimandwaitedhiscommands。

  TheKing,fromhiswindow,begantoshoutathisarmytellingthemnottofollowEmelyán。Theydidnotlistentowhathesaid,butallfollowedEmelyán。

  WhentheKingsawthat,hegaveordersthatEmelyán’swifeshouldbetakenbacktohim,andhesenttoaskEmelyántogivehimthedrum。

  ’Itcan’tbedone,’saidEmelyán。’Iwastoldtosmashitandtothrowthesplintersintotheriver。’

  SoEmelyánwentdowntotherivercarryingthedrum,andthesoldiersfollowedhim。WhenhereachedtheriverbankEmelyánsmashedthedrumtosplinters,andthrewthesplintersintothestream。

  Andthenallthesoldiersranaway。

  Emelyántookhiswifeandwenthomewithher。AndafterthattheKingceasedtotroublehim;andsotheylivedhappilyeverafter。

  INthetownofSurat,inIndia,wasacoffee-housewheremanytravellersandforeignersfromallpartsoftheworldmetandconversed。

  OnedayalearnedPersiantheologianvisitedthiscoffee-house。HewasamanwhohadspenthislifestudyingthenatureoftheDeity,andreadingandwritingbooksuponthesubject。Hehadthought,read,andwrittensomuchaboutGod,thateventuallyhelosthiswitsbecamequiteconfused,andceasedeventobelieveintheexistenceofaGod。TheShah,hearingofthis,hadbanishedhimfromPersia。

  AfterhavingarguedallhislifeabouttheFirstCause,thisunfortunatetheologianhadendedbyquiteperplexinghimself,andinsteadofunderstandingthathehadlosthisownreason,hebegantothinkthattherewasnohigherReasoncontrollingtheuniverse。

  ThismanhadanAfricanslavewhofollowedhimeverywhere。Whenthetheologianenteredthecoffeehouse,theslaveremainedoutside,nearthedoorsittingonastoneintheglareofthesun,anddrivingawaythefliesthatbuzzedaroundhim。ThePersianhavingsettleddownonadivaninthecoffee-house,orderedhimselfacupofopium。Whenhehaddrunkitandtheopiumhadbeguntoquickentheworkingsofhisbrain,headdressedhisslavethroughtheopendoor:

  ’Tellme,wretchedslave,’saidhe,’doyouthinkthereisaGod,ornot?’

  ’Ofcoursethereis,’saidtheslave,andimmediatelydrewfromunderhisgirdleasmallidolofwood。

  ’There,’saidhe,’thatistheGodwhohasguardedmefromthedayofmybirth。Everyoneinourcountryworshipsthefetishtree,fromthewoodofwhichthisGodwasmade。’

  Thisconversationbetweenthetheologianandhisslavewaslistenedtowithsurprisebytheotherguestsinthecoffee-house。Theywereastonishedatthemaster’squestion,andyetmoresoattheslave’sreply。

  Oneofthem,aBrahmin,onhearingthewordsspokenbytheslave,turnedtohimandsaid:

  ’Miserablefool!IsitpossibleyoubelievethatGodcanbecarriedunderaman’sgirdle?ThereisoneGod——Brahma,andheisgreaterthanthewholeworld,forhecreatedit。BrahmaistheOne,themightyGod,andinHishonourarebuiltthetemplesontheGanges’banks,wherehistruepriests,theBrahmins,worshiphim。TheyknowthetrueGod,andnonebutthey。Athousandscoreofyearshavepassed,andyetthroughrevolutionafterrevolutionthesepriestshaveheldtheirsway,becauseBrahma,theonetrueGod,hasprotectedthem。’

  SospoketheBrahmin,thinkingtoconvinceeveryone;butaJewishbrokerwhowaspresentrepliedtohim,andsaid:

  ’No!thetempleofthetrueGodisnotinIndia。NeitherdoesGodprotecttheBrahmincaste。ThetrueGodisnottheGodoftheBrahmins,butofAbraham,Isaac,andJacob。NonedoesHeprotectbutHischosenpeople,theIsraelites。Fromthecommencementoftheworld,ournationhasbeenbelovedofHim,andoursalone。Ifwearenowscatteredoverthewholeearthitisbuttotryus;forGodhaspromisedthatHewillonedaygatherHispeopletogetherinJerusalem。Then,withtheTempleofJerusalem——thewonderoftheancientworld——restoredtoitssplendour,shallIsraelbeestablishedaruleroverallnations。’

  SospoketheJew,andburstintotears。Hewishedtosaymore,butanItalianmissionarywhowasthereinterruptedhim。

  ’Whatyouaresayingisuntrue,’saidhetotheJew。’YouattributeinjusticetoGod。Hecannotloveyournationabovetherest。Nayrather,evenifitbetruethatofoldHefavouredtheIsraelites,itisnownineteenhundredyearssincetheyangeredHim,andcausedHimtodestroytheirnationandscatterthemovertheearth,sothattheirfaithmakesnoconvertsandhasdiedoutexcepthereandthere。Godshowspreferencetononation,butcallsallwhowishtobesavedtothebosomoftheCatholicChurchofRome,theoneoutsidewhosebordersnosalvationcanbefound。’

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