After that, he took the cloth, and came. Afterwards that Princess having come running, gave him a chank shell into which she had put [magical] life, and taking the cloth went away.
When he was coming taking the chank shell, an ascetic begged for the chank shell. The Prince says, “If you will give me presents I will give you the chank shell,” he said.
After that, he gave him a wallet (olō-payiya), assuring him that the things thought of will come into existence [in it]. After he gave it, the Prince, thinking of the things he wanted (the celestial flowers), put his hand into it, and when he looked they were inside the wallet.
After that, the Prince, having become satisfied, with pleasure went away [and rejoined his two wives].
North-western Province.
See the [Notes] appended to the previous story.
In The Indian Antiquary, vol. iii, p. 150, in a legend of the origin of Patnā, by Mr. Basanta Kumar Ningi, two Rākshasas came to a boy with three articles left by their father, out of which he cheated them. One was a bag from which all kinds of jewels could be extracted when the hand was inserted. The story is stated to be from the Bṛihat Kathā. In the Kathā Sarit Sāgara (Tawney), vol. i, p. 13, they were the sons of the Asura Maya, and were wrestling for the things. The boy suggested that they should race for them and while they were doing so he put on the magic shoes which were included in them, and disappeared with the staff and the vessel which supplied any required food.
In Folk-Tales of Kashmir (Knowles), 2nd ed., p. 378, a shipwrecked Prince arrived at a cave which was the residence of a Rākshasa who had carried off a Princess, and who kept her there. She received him well, and hid him in a strong box. When the Rākshasa returned he smelt the man, and insisted on being shown him; but the brave behaviour of the Prince pleased him, and he permitted him to live in the cave, and brought presents for the two when he returned from his expeditions in search of prey. As they still feared he might eat them, the Princess managed to ascertain from him that his life was in a queen-bee in a honey-comb which could be reached by anyone who sat on a magic stool that was in the cave, which transported the sitter where he wished. Next day, when the Rākshasa was absent, the Prince wrapped himself up, smashed the comb, crushed and killed the bee, the Rākshasa died, and they escaped on the stool.