That, in consequence, he told her she should, in the next birth, be separated from her husband, and be of inferior caste; but that, if she did her duty well in that state, she should be reunited to him in the following birth.

We told her that all this must be a dream, and the widow of my brother insisted that, if she were not allowed to burn herself, the other should not be allowed to take her place.

We prevented the widow from ascending the pile, and she died at a good old age only two years ago at Sihora.

My brother's body was burned at Sihora, and the poor Lodhi woman came and stole one handful of the ashes, which she placed in her bosom, and took back with her to Khitoli.

There she prevailed upon her husband and her brother to assist her in her return to her former husband and caste as a Brahman.