Jataka Vol. II: Book II. Dukanipāta: No. 223. Puta Bhatta Jataka
No. 223.
PUṬA-BHATTA-JĀTAKA.
"Honour for honour," etc.--This story the Master told in Jetavana, about a
landed proprietor.
Tradition has it that once a landowner who was a citizen of Sāvatthi did
business with a landowner from the country. [203] Taking his wife with him, he
visited this man, his debtor; but the debtor averred that he could not pay. The
other, in anger, set out for home without having broken his fast. On the road,
some people met him; and seeing how famished the roan was, gave him food,
bidding him share it with his wife.
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When he got this, he grudged his wife a share. So addressing her he said, "Wife,
this is a well-known haunt of thieves, so you had better go in front." Having
thus got rid of her, he ate all the food, and then showed her the pot empty,
saying--"Look here, wife! they gave me an empty pot!" She guessed that he had
eaten it all up himself, and was much annoyed.
As they both passed by the monastery in Jetavana, they thought they would go
into the park and get a drink of water. There sat the Master, waiting on purpose
to see them, like a hunter on the trail, seated under the shade of his perfumed
cell. He greeted then kindly, and said, "Lay Sister, is your husband kind and
loving?" "I love him, sir," she replied, "but he does not love me; let alone
other days, this very day he was given a pot of food on the way, and gave not a
bit to me, but ate it all himself." "Lay Sister, so it has always been--you
loving and kind, and he loveless; but when by the help of the wise he learns
your worth, he will do you all honour." Then, at her request, he told an
old-world tale.
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On a time, while Brahmadatta was king in Benares, the Bodhisatta was the son of
one of the king's court. On coming of age he became the king's adviser in things
temporal and spiritual. It happened that the king was afraid of his son, lest he
might injure him; and sent him away. Taking his wife, the son departed from that
city, and came to a village of Kāsi, where he- dwelt. By and by when the father
died, his son hearing of it set out to go back to Benares; "that I may receive
the kingdom which is my birthright," said he. On his way one gave him a mess of
pottage, saying, "Eat, and give to your wife also." But he gave her none, and
did eat it all himself. [204] Thought she--"A cruel man this, indeed!" and she
was full of sorrow.
When he had come to Benares, and received his kingdom, he made her the queen
consort; but thinking--"A little is enough for her," he showed her no other
consideration or honour, not so much as to ask her how she did.
"This queen," thought the Bodhisatta, "serves the king well, and loves him; but
the king spends not a thought upon her. I will make him show her respect and
honour."
So he came to the queen, and made salutation, and stood aside. "What is it, dear
sir?" she asked.
"Lady," he asked, "how can we serve you? ought you not to give the old Fathers a
piece of cloth or a dish of rice?"
"Dear sir, I never receive anything myself; what shall I give to you? When I
received, did I not give? But now the king gives me nothing at all: let alone
giving anything else, as he was going along the road he received a bowl of rice,
and never gave me a bit--he ate it all himself."
"Well, madam, will you be able to say this in the king's presence?"
"Yes," she replied.
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"Very well then. To-day, when I stand before the king, when I ask my question do
you give the same answer: this very day will I make your goodness known." So the
Bodhisatta went on before, and stood in the king's presence. And she too went
and stood near the king.
Then said the Bodhisatta, "Madam, you are very cruel. Ought you not to give the
Fathers a piece of cloth or a dish of food?" And she made answer, "Good sir, I
myself receive nothing from the king: what can I give to you?"
"Are you not the queen consort?" quoth he.
"Good sir," said she, "what boots the place of a queen consort, when no respect
is paid? What will the king give me now? When he received a dish of rice on the
road, [205] he gave me none, but ate it all himself." And the Bodhisatta asked
him, "Is it so, O king?" And the king assented. When the Bodhisatta saw that the
king assented, "Then lady," quoth he, "why dwell here with the king after he has
become unkindly? In the world, union without love is painful. While you dwell
here, loveless union with the king will bring you sorrow. These folk honour him
that honours, and when one honours not--as soon as you see it, you should go
elsewhither; they that dwell in the world are many." And he repeated the stanzas
following:
Honour for honour, love for love is due:
Do good to him who does the same to you:
Observance breeds observance; but ’tis plain
None need help him who will not help again.
"Return neglect for negligence, nor stay
To comfort him whose love is past away.
The world is wide; and when the birds descry
That trees have lost their fruit--away they fly."
Hearing this, the king gave his queen all honour; and from that time forward
they dwelt together in friendship and harmony.
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[206] When the Master had ended this discourse, he declared the Truths, and
identified the Birth:--at the conclusion of the Truths the husband and wife
entered on the Fruit of the First Path:--"The husband and wife are the same in
both cases, and the wise counsellor was I myself."
Next: No. 224. Kumbhīla-Jātaka
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