There lived once upon a time Gânasruti Pautrâyana (the great-grandson of Ganasruta), who was a pious giver, bestowing much wealth upon the people, and always keeping open house. He built places of refuge everywhere, wishing that people should everywhere eat of his food.

In plain words: Long ago there lived a king named Janashruti, the great-grandson of Janashruta. He was very generous. He gave away lots of wealth, kept his home open to guests, and built shelters everywhere so people could eat his food.