Once upon a time when Brahmadatta was reigning in Benares, the Boshisatta was a tree-spirit by a river-bank. A jackal, named Mayavi, had taken a wife and lived in a place by that river-bank. One day his mate said to him, “Husband, I desire to eat a fresh rohita fish.” He said, “Be easy, I will bring it you,” and going by the river he wrapt his feet in creepers, and went along the bank. At the moment, two otters, Gambhiracari and Anutiracari, were standing on the bank looking for fish. Gambhiracari saw a great rohita fish, and entering water he took it by the tail. The fish was strong and went away dragging him. He called to the other, “This great fish will be enough for both of us, come and help me.”

Hearing him, the other spoke:–

Gambhiracari, luck to you! Your grip be firm and stout,

And as a roc would lift a snake, I’ll lift the fellow out.

Then the two together took out the rohita fish, laid him on the ground and killed him; but saying each to the other, “You divide him,” they quarreled and could not divide him; and so sat down, leaving him. At the moment the jackal came to the spot. Seeing him, they both saluted him and said, “Lord of the grey grass-colour, this fish was taken by both of us together; a dispute arose because we could not divide him; do you make an equal division and part it.”

The jackal hearing them, said, declaring his own strength:–

I’ve arbitrated many a case and done it peacefully:

Let your contention, honoured sirs, be settled fair by me.

Making the division, he spoke:–

Tail, Anutiracari; Gambhiracari, head;

The middle to the arbiter will properly be paid.

So having divided the fish, he said, “You eat head and tail without quarrelling,” and seizing the middle portion in his mouth he ran away before their eyes. They sat downcast and spoke:–

But for our strife, it would have long sufficed us without fail

But now the jackal takes the fish, and leaves us head and tail.

The jackal was pleased and thinking “Now I will give my wife rohita fish to eat,” he went to her. She saw him and spoke:–

Even as a king is had to join a kingdom to his rule,

So I am glad to see my lord to-day with his mouth full.

Then she asked him about the means of attainment:–

How, being of the land, have you from water caught a fish?

How did you do the feat, my lord? Pray answer to my wish.

The jackal, explaining the means to her, spoke:–

By strife it is their weakness comes, by strife their means decay:

By strife the otters lost their prize; Mayavi, eat the prey.

After the lesson, the Master declared the Truths and identified the Birth:– “At that time the jackal was Upananda, the otters the two old men, the tree-spirit who witnessed the cause was myself.”