The Archive · 1928

A Reformati

'Treshe, now a sick and broken man, wag prepared to do anything if virtue' would get him anywhere near the gates of Dehwajen. Lamas were called, the sacred books were great rate, drums rare" banged, barley-flour and yak-butter were freely dis-ensed, and gifts wore hurriedly bestowed, There' was no time lose, for Tréshe's life of wickedness was very heavy and would undoubtedly pull him down unless something drastic happened to have him up. Unlike the Prodigal, Treshe had sinned against heaven and earth, and everything In. between, and, 30 gree been his lack of religion, that heaven and earth and: everything in between consi to bring about his downfall Tresho's, apparently, was: 00. ordinary case, and the ordinary methods were making very little progress. If the king was going to gain Nirvana, only a miracle could get him there To live a lite of virtue, according; One day Treshe was taken violently sick. teenied as if Treahe had finished his wicked course. Lying in great pain, he grasped the hands of hig terror-stricken family, and in desperation the doctors and sooth-sayers were called, but they refused to come. The dying King threatened that, if they could not cure him medicine oF sooth-saying, he would have them all put to death, and very soon the only men who could help him flog from the country. While consciousness lasted, he refused to have the lamas with him, for reading and praying he denounced ax sheer mockery. Still holding the hands of his anxious family, Treshe became unconscious. In this state he remained for two hours, then with a ery of pain, he opened his eyes and. yelled for help. His family assuring him he was all ight, he quietened down somewhat. "Look," they said, "here are your parents and there are your wife and children."

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