The story is as follows: Brahmadatta, a powerful king of
Benares, made war upon Dirgheti, the king of Kosala, in
order to annex his kingdom, which was much smaller
than his own. Dirgheti, seeing that it was impossible for
him to resist the greater power of Bramhadatta, fled,
and left his kingdom in his enemy's hands. For some
time he wandered from place to place in disguise, and
at last settled down with his queen in an artisan's
cottage; and the queen gave birth to a son, whom they
called Dirghayu.
Now, King Brahmadatta was anxious to discover the
hiding-place of Dirgheti, in order to put to death the
conquered king, for he thought, "Seeing that I have
deprived him of his kingdom he may someday
treacherously kill me If I do not kill him."
But many years passed away, and Dirgheti devoted
himself to the education of his son,. who by diligent
application, became learned and skillful and wise.
And after a time Dirgheti's secret became known, and
he, fearing that Brahmadatta would discover him and
slay all three, and thinking more of the life of his son
than his own, sent away the prince. Soon after the exile
king fell into the hands of Brahmadatta, and was, along
with his queen, executed.
Now Brahmadatta thought: I have got rid of Dirgheti
and his queen, but their son, Prince Dirghayu, lives, and
he will be sure to contrive some means of effecting my
assassination; yet he is unknown to any, and I have no
means of discovering him." So the king lived in great
fear and continual distress of mind.
Soon after the execution of his parents, Dirghayu, under
an assumed name, sought employment in the king's
stables, and was engaged by the master of elephants.
Dirghayu quickly endeared himself to all, and his
superior abilities came at last under the notice of the
king, who had the young man brought before him, and
was so charmed with him that he employed him in his
own castle, and he proved to be so able and diligent
that the king shortly placed him in a position of great
trust under himself.
One day the king went on a long hunting expedition, and
became separated from his retinue, Dirghayu alone
remaining with him. And the king, being fatigued with
his exertions, lay down, and slept with his head in
Dirghayu's lap.
Then Dirghayu thought: This king has greatly wronged
me. He robbed my father of his kingdom, and slew my
parents, and he is now entirely in my power." And he
drew his sword, thinking to slay Brahmadatta. But,
remembering how his father had taught him never to
seek revenge but to forgive to the uttermost, he
sheathed his sword.
At last the king awoke out of a disturbed sleep, ...
http://www.scamfender.com/2014/10/story-hatred-ceases-by-not-hatred-but.html?m=1