Travels Of Marco Polo: Sixty One

After the termination of these wild pathless tracts is a large and noble city called Mein, the capital of the province.  The people are all idolators, with a language peculiar to themselves and are subject to the great Khan.

About this city I will tell you a very remarkable thing. Its rich and powerful king was about to die. As his last wish, he commanded that two towers - one gold and the other silver - to be erected on his tomb.  They must be of ten paces high, with suitable thickness.  The first must be built of stones, and covered with gold to the thickness of one finger, so that the persons seeing it should think that it is built of gold.  The summit must be of round and filled with little golden bells, which when the wind strikes begins to ring, the other tower to be built on same lines but with silver covering and silver bells.  By these towers the king wanted to display to the world of his greatness, dignity and aesthetic sense.  Between them he caused a sepulchre to be constructed, where he is buried now.  When the great Khan conquered the city he brought all buffoons, jesters, poets and other entertainers to propogate his glory.  When these people came to the city they admired it greatly of its beauty and strength, and asked whether the city should be demolished and the gold and silver retrieved.  Nothing doing, the great Khan said, they shall not be destroyed.  It was built to commemorate his greatness, and no Tartar touches anything belonging to a dead man.  The province had elephants, wild oxen, beautiful stags, deer and other animals.  Now I am going to tell you of another province, called Bangla.

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1. Mein: there is diverse opinion as to the identification of Mein. There seems to be a complete agreement that Bengal lays south of Mien. That means Bengal lays between Himalayas and Mein. A probable place seems to be Cooch Behar or Koch Behar formerly a princely state, and before that a tribal kingdom.

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