. Tales of the Punjab : told by the people . theRat with the greatest respect, led him to the stool,praying him to be seated. Dear ! dear ! how clever I am ! What bargainsI do make, to be sure ! said he to himself as heclimbed on to the stool. Here I am, son-in-law toa real live Queen ! What will the neighbours say ? At first he sat down on the edge of the stool,but even there it was warm, and after a while hebegan to fidget, saying, Dear me, mother-in-law ! 22 TALES OF THE PUNJAB how hot your house is ! Everything I touch seemsburning! You are out of the wind there, my son, repliedthe cunning
. Tales of the Punjab : told by the people . theRat with the greatest respect, led him to the stool,praying him to be seated. Dear ! dear ! how clever I am ! What bargainsI do make, to be sure ! said he to himself as heclimbed on to the stool. Here I am, son-in-law toa real live Queen ! What will the neighbours say ? At first he sat down on the edge of the stool,but even there it was warm, and after a while hebegan to fidget, saying, Dear me, mother-in-law ! 22 TALES OF THE PUNJAB how hot your house is ! Everything I touch seemsburning! You are out of the wind there, my son, repliedthe cunning old Queen ; sit more in the middle ofthe stool, and then you will feel the breeze and getcooler. But he didnt! for the stewpan-lid by this timehad become so hot, that the Rat fairly frizzled whenhe sat down on it; and it was not until he had leftall his tail, half his hair, and a large piece of hisskin behind him, that he managed to escape, howlingwith pain, and vowing that never, never, never againwould he make a bargain ! FAITHFUL PRINCE. ONG ago there lived a Kingwho had an only son, by namePrince Bahramgor, who was assplendid as the noonday sun,and as beautiful as the mid-night moon. Now one daythe Prince went a-hunting, andhe hunted to the north, but found no game; he hunted to the south, yet no quarryarose ; he hunted to the east, and still found he turned towards the setting sun, when suddenlyfrom a thicket flashed a golden deer. Burnishedgold were its hoofs and horns, rich gold its by the wonderful sight, the astonished Princebade his retainers form a circle round the beauti-ful strange creature, and so gradually enclose andsecure it. Remember, said the Prince, I hold him towardswhom the deer may run to be responsible for itsescape, or capture. Closer and closer drew the glittering circle ofhorsemen, while in the centre stood the golden deer,until, with marvellous speed, it fled straight towardsthe Prince. But he was swifter still, and caught
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