sounded from within the prison. Heavily the warm rain fell, and the winds raged, and the man's heart was heavy with foreboding, as he listened to the rushing of the great river in the distance, and wondered how he should reach its further bank.
At this very moment, in the darkness before him, he saw a jackal, and silently resolved to take the wild creature as his guide. On went the animal; on followed the man, until they came to the river-side. Then the jackal plunged in at a certain place, and proceeded to make his way over, and Vasudeva,, seeing that here there must be a ford, step after step went across in his. wake. And men say that in the guise of this jackal, for protection of the Divine Child, it was Durga, Queen of Heaven and Mother of the Universe, who had come to earth that night.
But it is told that, as they went, the Babe grew heavier and heavier in His father's arms, till all at once He slipped and would have drowned, only just in time he caught Him back and bore Him safely on. For Mother Jumna also longed to take the Lord into her keeping, and fold Him for a moment to her breast.
At last came Vasudeva with his precious burden to the village of Gokool, and to the dwelling-place of Nanda, the King of Cowherds. Softly the door of the great farmhouse opened before him, and, still obeying the same gentle guidance that had led him
