"Toil on, my brother."--This story was told by the Master while at Jetavana, about another backsliding Brother. All the incidents that are to be related here, will be given in the Maha-Janaka Jataka.

"The king, seated beneath the white canopy of sovereignty, recited this stanza:--

"'Toil on, my brother; still in hope stand fast;
Faint not, nor tire, though harassed sore.
Myself I see, who, all my woes overpast,
Have fought my stubborn way ashore.'"

Here too the backsliding Brother won Arhatship. The All-wise Buddha was King Janaka.