113. The Story of the Jackal

This story was delivered by the Buddha when he was in VeÀuvanārāma monastery in the city of Rājagaha about 500 newly ordained monks who were led astray by the elder Devadatta. They lived making a monastery on the bank of the river Gayāsīsa. Devadatta was declaring that Buddha did not do the proper discipline. Saying so, he lived a separate life with the 500 monks.

One day in the evening the monks were discussing about Devadatta’s hypocritical life. While they were discussing this, Buddha came to the preaching hall, sat on the Buddha-seat and asked, “Oh monks, what were you talking about before I came here?” They said, “Sir, we were talking about Devadatta’s creation of schism.” The Buddha said, “Not only today, even in the past he was a liar.” Then the monks asked the Buddha to disclose the previous story. Buddha declared the past story:

Once in the past when king Brahmadatta was touring Benares, there was a New Year’s Day festival declared in the city. People offered food items such as toddy, meat and the like food varieties as sacrifice to the deities everywhere in the street. On the very same night there came a certain jackal into the city, smelling the food items. He greedily ate as much as he could. As he was intoxicated, he lay down on the side of a road and could not leave before dawn. When dawn arrived, he thought, “At this time it is not good to go.” He hid by the side of a small bush. While he was looking at the road, he saw a solitary Brahmin, and thought, “Brahmins are very greedy. I want to deceive this Brahmin and leave this place under his protection.” He came to the Brahmin and said, “Friend, if you can take me out of this city, I can show you where 200 gold coins are hidden.” The Brahmin thought, “The jackal is trustworthy.” He covered the jackal with his upper cloth, took him under his armpit and went out from the city. He said to the jackal, “Show me the wealth.” The jackal said, “Go a little farther, and I’ll show you.” And he took him to a cemetery and said, “Here is the wealth. Put me down and spread your upper shawl on the ground.” He said, “Dig under that tree.” While the Brahmin was digging under the tree, the jackal defecated and urinated in the middle and in each of the four corners of the shawl, and ran away. Then while he was digging the ground, the tree deity came out from this tree and said, “Oh foolish Brahmin, what you have done is trust a jackal who has deceived you. That jackal had not even 200 seashells. By trusting him, what you have gained is the soiling of your cloth. Foolish Brahmin, go, have a bath and wash your cloth, and do your own religious works.” The Brahmin did this, going back home.

The jackal at that time was Devadatta, and the tree deity was I, the Buddha.

The moral: “Never trust a liar.”

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