host so easily that they who witnessed it wondered
exceedingly. And the lord of Saubha, unable to
bear that manoeuvre of Pradyumna, instantly sent three
shafts at the charioteer of his antagonist! The
charioteer, however, without taking any note of the
force of those arrows, continued to go along the right.
Then the lord of Saubha, O hero, again discharged
at my son by Rukmini, a shower of various kinds of
weapons! But that slayer of hostile heroes, the
son of Rukmini, showing with a smile his lightness
of hand, cut all those weapons off as they reached
him. Finding his arrows cut by Pradyumna, the
lord of Saubha, having recourse to the dreadful illusion
natural to Asuras began to pour a thick shower of arrows.
But cutting into pieces those powerful Daitya weapons
shot at him in mid-career by means of his Brahma weapon,
Pradyumna discharged winged shafts of other kings.
And these delighting in blood, warding off the shafts
of Daitya, pierced his head, bosom and face.
And at those wounds Salwa fell down senseless.
And on the mean-minded Salwa falling down, afflicted
with Pradyumna’s arrows, the son of Rukmini
aimed another arrow at him, capable of destroying
every foe. And beholding that arrow worshipped
by all the Dasarhas, and flaming like fire and fatal
as a venomous snake, fixed on the bow-string, the
firmament was filled with exclamations of Oh! and
Alas! Then all the celestials with Indra and the
lord of treasures (Kubera) at their head sent Narada
and the god of wind endued with the speed of the mind.
And these two approaching the son of Rukmini delivered
unto him the message of the celestial, saying, O hero,
king Salwa is nor to be slain by thee! Do thou
draw back the arrow. He is unslayable by thee
in fight! There breatheth not a person who cannot
be killed by that arrow! O thou of mighty arms,
the Creator hath ordained his death at the hands of
Krishna, the son of Devaki! Let this be not falsified!—Thereupon
with a glad heart, Pradyumna withdrew that best of
arrows from his excellent bow and deposited it back
in his quiver. And then, O foremost of kings,
the mighty Salwa, afflicted with the arrows of Pradyumna,
rose disheartened, and speedily went away. Then
O king, the wicked Salwa, thus afflicted by the Vrishnis,
mounted on his car of precious metals, and leaving
Dwaraka scudded through the skies!’”
“Vasudeva said, ’When Salwa had left the
city of the Anarttas, I returned to it, O king, on
the completion of thy great Rajasuya sacrifice!
On my arrival I found Dwaraka shorn of its splendour,
and, O great monarch, there were not sounds of Vedic
recitation or sacrificial offering, And the excellent
damsels were all destitute of ornaments, and the gardens
were devoid of beauty. And alarmed by the aspect,
I asked the son of Hridika saying, ’Why is it
that the men and women of the city of the Vrishnis
are so woe-begone, O tiger among men?’ O thou