"In Jagat Singh’s time the seed was thrown into the ground thus obtained.
"In Partap’s time it sprung up.
"In Raj Singh’s time it bore fruit.
"In Rana Arsi’s time it was ripe.
"In Hamir’s time it was distributed, and all have had a share.
“And you, Bhim Singh (the present Rana), have eaten plentifully thereof. Its virtues and flavour you are acquainted with, and so likewise is the country; and if you take no medicine you will assuredly suffer much pain, and both at home and abroad you will be lightly thought of. Be not therefore negligent, or faith and land will depart from you.”
A third paper to Agarji Mehta (then minister):
"If the milk is curdled it does not signify. Where there is sense butter may yet be extracted; and if the butter-milk (chhachh) is thrown away it matters not. But if the milk be curdled and black it will require wisdom to restore its purity. This wisdom is now wanted. The foreigners are the black in the curdled milk of Mewar. At all hazards remove them. Trust to them and the land is lost.
"In moonlight what occasion for a blue light? (Chandra jot).[[C]]
"Who looks to the false coin of the juggler?