y some attention to them.
(2) The Name of Arjuna's wife Illupl is purely old Mexican, and if we
reject the hypothesis of Swami Daya-nand it will be perfectly impossible
to explain the actual existence of this name in Sanskrit manuscripts
long before the Christian era. Of all ancient dialects and languages
it is only in those of the American aborigines that you constantly meet
with such combinations of consonants as pl, tl, etc. They are abundant
especially in the language of the Toltecs, or Nahuatl, whereas, neither
in Sanskrit nor in ancient Greek are they ever found at the end of
a word. Even the words Atlas and Atlantis seem to be foreign to the
etymology of the European languages. Wherever Plato may have found them,
it was not he who invented them. In the Toltec language we find the
root atl, which means water and war, and directly after America was
discovered Columbus found a town called Atlan, at the entrance of the
Bay of Uraga. It is now a poor fishing village called Aclo. Only
in America does one find such names as Itzcoatl, Zempoaltecatl, and
Popocatepetl. To attempt to explain such coincidences by the theory of
blind chance would be too much, consequently, as long as science does
not seek to deny Dayanand's hypothesis, which, as yet, it is unable to
do, we think it reasonable to adopt it, be it only in order to follow
out the axiom "one hypothesis is equal to another." Amongst other things
Dayanand points out that the route that led Arjuna to America five
thousand years ago was by Siberia and Behring's Straits.
It was long past midnight, but we still sat listening to this legend and
others of a similar kind. At length the innkeeper sent a servant to
warn us of the dangers that threatened us if we lingered too long on the
verandah on a moonlit night. The programme of these dangers was divided
into three sections--snakes, beasts of prey, and dacoits. Besides the
cobra and the "rock-snake," the surrounding mountains are full of a kind
of very small mountain snake, called furzen, the most dangerous of
all. Their poison kills with the swiftness of lightning. The moonlight
attracts them, and whole parties of these uninvited guests crawl up to
the verandahs of houses, in order to warm themselves. Here they are more
snug than on the wet ground. The verdant and perfumed abyss below
our verandah happened, too, to be the favorite resort of tigers and
leopards, who come thither to quench their thirst at the broad brook
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