if directed by bad policy which again is destitute of the well-known arts, ends in defeat or destruction.  If, again, both parties are equally circumstanced, the result becomes doubtful.  Both, however, cannot win.  When such is the case, why should we not, aided by good policy, directly approach the foe; and destroy him, like the current of the river uprooting a tree?  If, disguising our own faults, we attack the enemy taking advantage of his loopholes, why should we not succeed?  Indeed, the policy of intelligent men, is that one should not fight openly with foes that are exceedingly powerful and are at the head of their well-arrayed forces.  This too is my opinion.  If, however, we accomplish our purpose secretly entering the abode of our foe and attacking his person, we shall never earn obloquy.  That bull among men—­Jarasandha—­alone enjoyeth unfaded glory, like unto him who is the self in the heart of every created being.  But I see his destruction before me.  Desirous of protecting our relatives we will either slay him in battle or shall ascend to heaven being ourselves slain in the end by him.’

Yudhishthira said—­“O Krishna, who is this Jarasandha?  What is his energy and what is his prowess, that having touched thee he hath not been burnt like an insect at the touch of fire?”

Krishna said,—­’Hear, O monarch, who Jarasandha is; what his energy; and what is his prowess; and why also he hath been spared by us, Even though he hath repeatedly offended us.  There was a mighty king of the name of Vrihadratha, the lord of the Magadhas.  Proud in battle, he had three Akshauhinis of troops.  Handsome and endued with energy, possessed of affluence and prowess beyond measure, and always bearing on his person marks indicating installation at sacrifices.  He was like a second Indra.  In glory he was like unto Suryya, in forgiveness like unto the Earth, in wrath like unto the destroyer Yama and in wealth like unto Vaisravana.  And O thou foremost of the Bharata race, the whole earth was covered by his qualities that descended upon him from a long line of ancestors, like the rays emerging from the sun.  And, O bull of the Bharata race, endued with great energy that monarch married two twin daughters of the king of Kasi, both endued with the wealth of beauty.  And that bull among men made an engagement in secret with his wives that he would love them equally and would never show a preference for either.  And the lord of the earth in the company of his two dearly loved wives, both of whom suited him well, passed his days in joy like a mighty elephant in the company of two cow-elephants, or like the ocean in his personified form between Ganga and Yamuna (also in their personified forms).  The monarch’s youth however, passed away in the enjoyment of his possessions, without any son being born unto him to perpetuate his line.  The best of monarch failed to obtain a son to perpetuate his race, even by means of various auspicious rites,