My attention was not focussed on these however, for in the centre of the room, bent over a huge volume, sat no other than the Pan Chan Rinpoche, the Living Buddha of Tibet. A small table supported the book he was engaged in reading, and this was covered with a large square of yellow silk, bordered with red. Upon my- entering he raised his head and looked directly at me, while a smile, such as I have never seen the like of before bespread his The inner chamber wai un. it was a fairy windows opened out into the valley which leads up to Liang Chou, and from here one gazed into the very heart of spring. Little plots of wheat, now green. Here and there large plots of mustard grew—vivid yellow patches which swayed in the morning breeze—while "down the banks of the many little streams the wild iris bloomed, adding a touch of lavender to a scene already perfect. Facing the open windows. the dais had been raised flanked on each side by tables exquisitely carved and covered with cut flowers, the hugg chair upon which the "Fo Yeh"-sits and thinks of the sins of this world was placed, and over this was draped yards of gorgons yellow flowered silk, I stood entranced with the picture, when into my mind crept the professional side of it, and T made a qi lighting possibilities. was done I signalled to my guide that T was ready, when he came forward and asked that I again accompany him to the small reception room to wait while his Holiness changed his attire. This gave me an opportunity to set my machines, and as I threaded the film into the "take up" magazine T hoped that when I again saw it would be to see the impres-: sions of the Living Buddha.
lained that T would take the: till" pictures first. The whol proceeding was greatly—simplified the immovable attitude of the Buddha, He sat in his custom. ary posture of the Great Gautama, labsotutely rigid, eyes straight moment I was dumfounded at hi great knowledge. I was then examined on the countries which I had visited, and on replying that 1 had visited practically all the great nations of this earth the Buddha's delight was apparent, and there ensued a series of questioning upon points concerning which undoubtedly he know but was not too sure.
The only question put forward during the entire interview which could be considered at all irrelevant concerned the Koreans. He first wished to know whether I had been to Korea, to which I very truthfully replied that I had been there 40 or 60 tinies, and had an intimate fcquaintanee with the people of the country.
The Submarine Koreans.
He then stated that it had come to his knowledge tha Koreans were able to walk under water for great distances, and he wished to know whether this was true of not, T assured him in return that not only were Koreans unable to accomplish this feat, but that I had observed them as being even reluctant to out when it was raining for fear of getting their foet wet. My reply brought forth a wider smile than usual, and T think I noticed a decided impulse to laugh outright. If 80, it was suppressed however, and another interrogation followed almost Immediatel The interview lasted for one hour exactly, and it was I who suggested its termination. Barely had reached the door to his apartment, however, than I was vocalled, when, again through his interpreter the Buddha made a request which I shall always regard as the greatest: honour bestowed on me by. an Oriental. "He wished to know if I, upon return to my) camp, would send him ay autographed copy of my photograph. I came within an inch of "shouting "You bet your life," but T didn't bowed agai and in three skips, a hop and a jump carried the news ack to In the Land of Josbo Rasbo, a million miles away The Resbos boycotted everything that came from the USA. They wouldn't look at flickering films, they wouldn't drink tinned nil And they wouldn't eel the Yankee aula @ bolt of their blooming PuorocRaPH TAKEN BY
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They wouldn't dance new-forgied tepsthey wouldn't areas the cover their curs, but the Ca, At LIaxcntou, Kax stret yowld with lege quite nal ed and bar adead, and hands folded on his lup, T had' been #0 reluctant to stare at him, that T took advantage of my focusing plate, and through thi concealed by my black cloth T gazed upon the man who had taken so great pains to enter into the presence of. The "stills" finished I moved toward my movie machine, explaining that there would he no occasion for alarm. The Buddha smiled.
This Interest in the Men from Afar.
When I had finished, a few words were exchanged with his interpreter who now said that this being Their beggars refrained from asking alms from the heathens over the And they wouldn't buy timber that came from out the heart of Weetern tree.
They wouldn't sell Tourists curios at double or treble their worth, And wouldn't sell resident heathens a yard of their sacred earth. The list was complete and included these things, those things and that, But never officially mentioned burning a baseball bat. the first opportunity his Holiness had ever had of meeting an American he wished that I would be seated. I was shown to a chair on the Great Buddha's right, and sitting
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