ABSTRACT
In days of old, when Buddha was residing in the Jeta-vana Vihâra, near Śrâvastî, preaching his doctrine for the sake of Devas and men, there was a certain Bhikshu, young in years, who used every morning to assume his robe, and take his mendicant’s staff and begging-dish, and go through the streets of the town begging his food. On the way there was a certain nobleman’s garden, on the outside part of which were sown certain esculant plants, and the ground guarded by a contrivance for discharging arrows at whatever beast, or thief, came there to trespass or steal. Moreover, as guardian of the ground, there was a girl of tender age left, who used to warn travellers away from the place if they had missed their way, or were likely to trespass on the field without knowing the danger, lest they should be shot.
