So the Jogi carried off the woman to his home. He was a Raja in his own country and he had a big garden; and an old woman who looked after it used to make garlands every day and bring them to the Rani, and the Rani used to pay their weight in silver for them. In the course of time the child who was left behind grew up and when he used to play with his fellows at pitch and toss and there was any dispute about the game his playmates would say “Fatherless boy, you want to cheat!” So he asked his aunts whether it was true that he had no father and they told him that the Jhades jogi had carried off his mother, and how his father and uncles had gone in pursuit and had never returned. So the boy decided to go in search of his mother and he set off, and first he met some goatherds and he sang to them:—
“Ho, Ho, goatherds
Have you seen the Jhades Jogi
On this road?”
But they could tell him nothing. And then he met some shepherd boys, and he sang to them:—
“Ho, Ho, shepherds,
Have you seen the Jhades jogi
On this road?”
But they could tell him nothing. Then he met some boys tending buffaloes and he sang;—
“Ho, ho, buffalo herds,