the same time. And hearing reports of his skill, kings and princes, desirous of learning the science of arms, flocked to Drona by thousands. Amongst those that came, there. O monarch, was a prince named Ekalavya, who was the son of Hira nyadhanus, king of the Nishadas (the lowest of the mixed orders). Drona, however, cognisant of all rules of morality, accepted not the prince as his pupil in archery, seeing that he was a Nishada who might (in time) excel all his bigh-born pupils. But, О oppressor of all enemies, the Nishada prince, touching Drona's feet with bent bead, wended into the forest, and there he made a clay.image of Drona, and began to worship it respectfully, as if it was his real preceptor, and practised weapons before it with the most rigid regularity. In consequence of his exceptional reverence for his preceptor and bis devotion to his purpose, all the three processes of fixing arrows on the bowstring, aiming, and letting off became very easy for him.
"And one day, O grinder of foes, the Kuru and the Pandava princes, with Drona's leave, set out in their cars on a bunting excursion. A servant, Oking followed the party at leisure, with the usual implements and a dog. Having come to the woods, they wandered about, intent on the purpose they had in view. Meanwhile, the dog also, in wander. ing alone in the woods, came upon the Nishada prince (Ekalavya). And be holding the Nishada of dark hue, of body besmeared with filth, dressed in black and bearing matted locks on head, the dog began to bark aloud'.
"Thereupon the Nishada prince, desirous of exhibiting his lightness of hand, sent seven arrows into its mouth (before it could shut it). The dog, thus pierced with seven arrows, came back to the Pandavas. Those heroes, who beheld that sight, were filled with wonder, and, ashamed of their own skill, began to praise the lightness of hand and precision of aim by auricular precision (exhibited by the unknown archer). And they thereupon began to seek in those woods for the unknown dweller therein that bad shown such skilt). And. O king, the Pandavas soon found out the object of their search ceaselessly discharging arrows from the bow. And beholding that man of grim visage, who was totally a stranger to them, they asked, 'Who art thou and whose son?' Thus questioned, the man replied, 'Ye heroes, I am the son of Hiranyadhanus king of the Nishadas. Know me also for a pupil of Drona, labouring for the mastery of the art of arms.'
Vaisampayana continued. "The Pandavas then, having made them. selves acquainted with every thing connected with him, returned to the city), and going unto Drona, told him of that wonderful feat of archery which they had witnessed in the woods. Arjuna, in parti
