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Our love had surrounded him like a After our ablutions and prayers, we fence, and he could not depart nor free returned to the monastery. Now that himself from the entanglement of our he was gone, we must remember his affection; so he had commanded us to injunction to shed no tears. When a chant; and as the intoning engulfed us holy one departs this life, there can be - Om Hari Om — and our hold re- no official or unofficial mourning. So laxed, he slipped through our loosened as soon as we could gather our forces of grasp. Suddenly, as a sword falls self-control together, we gave a feast through the air, silence fell upon our of rejoicing to all Benares. Pilgrims, chanting — he was gone! His face, priests, holy men, beggars, and rajahs which was always so full of expression, - seven thousand or more came and now lay expressionless and white. His sang the praise of God. His light shone eyes were closed. His mouth grew hard on all faces and his essence danced in and rigid. The morning breeze trem- every heart. 'In every human being I bled through his hair for a moment. am the expected Alush upon his face.' • We anointed the corpse with pure And then at last I was no longer

sandal oil, covered it with hand-made alone. Peace returned to my heart homespun silk of ochre color, then car with the light from the eyes of my ried it, bed, cot and all, on our shoul- brothers. ders to the burning ghat.

It seemed that all Benares had heard The following week, I set out on the news, but how I do not know. another pilgrimage to the New World. Other men and women, holy also, had What had I found to bring back with already gathered at the ghat, and the me — what offering from India in upold lady, who taught that All is noth- heaval to America in the heyday of her ing, that truculent old man who cried prosperity? Only the ancient sweet there is no God — both of them had spices and myrrh, only the old incense reached the ghat before us. Flowers of love; but my orders were plain, and poured from all directions as we went with joy I turned again to the West. our way. It was overwhelming.

I bade good-bye to my brother; his Now it is a law in Benares that if a face is with me now. Next to the Holy Holy One dies in the sacred city he is One, his is most sacred to me. not cremated. His naked body is As for the last time I took the dust thrown into currents of the river, to be from his feet, he said simply: ‘Finish borne to the sea. A holy body must be thy quest. Remember the warning of given to the Holy Ganges. Even the the Holy One. Criticize no more! flames are too impure for it!

Buddha blessed the world, and in bless

ing gave new life. There the miracle! 'Prehi, prehi Pathibhih purbevi.'

Farewell — but come back again and

bring to us the face of blessing and . 'Go, go, on the path of ancient benediction from the West.' mystery!

I kept looking back at my brother as The old words rang out, and the my train moved out of Benares, and river received him in her arms; and for the first time in my life, I beheld swiftly bore him from our sight. We tears in his eyes. Then all was lost to gazed and gazed at the flowers that view. But no — for now on the western floated after till they too were lost in horizon I saw dimly, but ever growing the blue distance like bubbles in the more and more clear before me, the sea.

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LONDON — FORTY YEARS LATER

BY A. EDWARD NEWTON

together thahe Lon- entsBuckingham .hn Nash.

SINCE I first entered London through termed an island site, is at present the granite portals of Euston Station, completed. I cannot wholly commend forty years ago, London has been the beauty of ‘Bush House,' as it is practically rebuilt. The London of my called, but it is a magnificent venture, youth was the London of Charles and I am inclined to doubt whether any Dickens, which has to all intents and man in England would have had the purposes disappeared: it lay, roughly, courage to undertake it. between the Strand and Oxford Street Charing Cross and Trafalgar Square and west of Ludgate Circus. If that remain much as they were when I first keenly observing novelist were to come saw them. Coutts's Bank is now occuback, it would take some time for him pying the site of an arcade where toys to reëstablish himself; for whole dis- and trash were formerly sold, and a tricts which he knew well have dis- row of mean buildings have given way appeared and in their places are wide to a group of unimportant portals avenues lacking altogether the char called the Admiralty Arch, giving acter that was distinctive of the Lon- entrance to a superb roadway leading don of his day. The Strand, once the to Buckingham Palace, planned a narrowest of the great thoroughfares century ago by John Nash. connecting the east with the west end, The thought of this great architect has been widened and almost entirely who did so much to give to London its rebuilt, but it still remains one of the substantial, if somewhat gloomy charugliest important streets in Europe. acter, leads me to condemn as restless The semicircle of Aldwych and the and trivial much of the work that has wide avenue, Kingsway, abutting upon displaced his. He is responsible for the it, are equally characteristic of New dignified Carlton House Terrace, which York, Chicago, Berlin, or any other yet remains, and for Regent Street large city.

which extends from York Steps to Probably the finest site in London Oxford Street, which is rapidly disappresents at the moment a rather deso- pearing. His was, as someone has said, late appearance, occupied as it is by a supreme example of good manners in one very large office building, built by architecture. Nash, having secured an Mr. Irving T. Bush of New York, bear- elevation that satisfied him, got out his ing the legend over its principal en- charts and compasses and laid out a trance, "To the Friendship of the fine wide street with a quadrant and English-Speaking Peoples. Only the squares and circuses to break its middle one of three equally large monotony, and then said to the buildbuildings, all to be under the direction ers, ‘Now go ahead and build two of Mr. Bush and occupying what is miles of that, one on each side of the street.' Gradually these old buildings mass of handsomely wrought chimneys are coming down. Piccadilly Circus is break up the roof line which is five a circus no longer, and soon the old stories above the street. Had this old insurance building with its arcaded world structure been placed conspicufront, which has been for so long a ously, on Regent Street for example, it landmark, under which so many women would have been horrible, but in a byhave waited for the man who never street one comes upon it with delight. came, will disappear, and there will be I took the trouble to ascertain that revealed in all the cheap tawdriness Mr. E. Stanley Hall is the architect. of white terra cotta, now mercifully Oxford Street, too, has been almost hidden, the Regent Palace Hotel of entirely rebuilt, and easily the finest Messrs. Lyons.

shop in this street is that of Gordon It will, I suppose, be another ten Selfridge, once of Marshall Field & years before Regent Street is com- Company of Chicago, now closely pletely rebuilt; the buildings now being identified with the modernization of erected are expensive and elegant, but London. Without a doubt Mr. Selare suggestive of New York rather than fridge has changed the character of of London, only in New York the shop building in London, of his quarter buildings seem better fitted for their in particular. In Baker Street just purpose. From the point of view of around the corner great changes are an architect seeking to make the most taking place, and an effort is being of his opportunity, there is, I should made to make it a fashionable shopsay, too much wasted space and too ping-centre. The houses in this neighmuch utterly meaningless decoration. borhood, when originally built, were

Who does not know Liberty's? A leased for a period of ninety-nine years; shop for several generations famous for as they ‘fall in' (*expire' would be our household art goods and silks and word) they are not renewed, but the satins of exquisite texture and lovely buildings razed to make way for modcolor. On the right side of Regent ern structures. An idea of the constant Street going toward Oxford Street, and rapid growth of London is sugthere are several Liberty shops which gested by a clause which the old leases will be replaced by new and presum- contained restricting tenants from ably magnificent premises; but Messrs. keeping pigs on the premises. Liberty are now engaged upon a project in Argyll Place, in the rear of

FOR MEN ONLY one of their present locations, where they are erecting what seems to me to As one looks in the windows of the be the most beautiful structure now tailor shops, and there are more such in building in London. It is Tudor in London than anywhere else in the design, of timber and concrete; in world, one is struck with the beauty of appearance not unlike the old Staple the cloths displayed in them. Exquisite Inn in Holborn. The heavy timber in weave and color and style, one is work, the overhanging gables and the powerless to resist the temptation to window frames are made from oak order one more suit. If you obey that timbers from old battleships which impulse you are lost. Obsequiously the once formed the wooden walls of shopman listens while you tell him of England. There are ten gables of dif- the harrowing experiences you have ferent elevations and on different had at the tailor's in the next street. planes on the Argyll Place front, and a 'It's too bad, sir,' he says; ‘it makes

choth suits are today a low price, - house in one only a nery narrow as you

land, .- you order cheap and in the your commutatiather case

it ’ard for them has tries to please their here is a small pocket, two in fact, the customers. You shall have no difficulty upper vest pockets, which you insisted like that with h’us, sir, h'I h'assure you, upon having made very narrow as you sir.' Seduced by a fine line of talk and house in one only a narrow leather case beautiful cloth, and a low price, - containing your commutation ticket, cloth suits are to-day the only cheap and in the other a tiny cardcase or a thing in England, — you order a suit, lead pencil. These pockets have indeed being very explicit in your instructions. been made narrow in accordance with

Will you get what you ask for? Not your specifications; but only at the a bit of it. After the third trying-on, top: below they are so large that anythe suit, originally cut for a giant thing you put therein drops down and begins to work down to within a few extends itself lengthwise, well out of inches of your measure; that is to say, reach. In the fob pocket of your you can stuff only one large sofa cush- trousers you can carry an extra large ion in the seat of your trousers, not Waterbury clock, while in your hip two. Eventually, after several more pockets — which, out of deference to 'fittings,' in disgust, or despair, or both, your being an American, the cutter you pay for the suit, and have it sent insists on calling 'pistol pockets'— you to your hotel. Some weeks or months can conceal such weapons as are neceslater, in the seclusion of your own room sary only to a villain in a melodrama. at home you put on the garments. This I am wearing at the moment of is what you find: the waistband of your writing a fine new suit of black-andtrousers, which are cut heart-shape in white check: I call it a 'certified check' the back as though they were intended to distinguish it from another suit to be worn conspicuously on St. Valen- which has been protested. Now, tine's Day, is three inches too large; would you believe it? the lining of the they are four inches too large in the vest, the back of it, that is, is made not leg; in them you look like a comic of the satin or fabric usually employed, music-hall artist. They are several but of the same check cloth as the inches too short, while between vest front. The effect produced is that of a and trousers there is a hiatus of an porous plaster. You have seen the inch or more which reveals a strip of advertisement, 'Feels good on the your shirt, or it may be that for vari- back'? Well, this does n't, and the ety's sake they come well up under straps that buckle together are so long your armpits.

that I invariably entangle myself in Recently a new species of trousers them in putting the garment on. I has been introduced with pleats around have in mind a number of shops in the the waist; but I cannot think that this West End, over the doors of which ‘maternity' type will long endure. The heraldic animals prance dangerously arms of your coat are too small; you as though to imply protection to those smash your cuffs getting into it — within from the assaults of outraged seemingly nothing fits anywhere. Then customers. I mention no names, but I

wonderful they would be were you a may be purchased for a small honorashoplifter by profession. In each of rium, and which will be found much your coat pockets you could secrete a more valuable than those letters to large dictionary: in your lower vest which you are subscribing which purpockets you could carry away a nice port to tell you how to make money supply of toilet articles. But hold! in Wall Street. And lest these remarks

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are considered too sweeping, I would While I was counting my money to see except the overcoat foundries of Studd whether I could buy it and at the same and Millington in Conduit Street, time afford a steamer ticket home, famous for topcoats the world over. Colonel Ralph Isham stepped in and

carried it off. To quiet my anathemas II

he gave me a beautiful priced copy of

the ‘Sale Catalogue of Boswell's LiBeing in Conduit Street, let us call brary,' which will match up very on my friend Mr. Maggs, the book- nicely with my copy of the 'Sale seller. There are two brothers, — Catalogue of Dr. Johnson's Library'; so there were three, — who tell me they I have something to show for my rage. have struggled hard to overcome their Quaritch is just next door: more ‘shyness': this is what an Englishman ‘shyness. There is little to choose bealways calls his inability to come for tween Mr. Dring, the manager-inward and grasp a man warmly by the chief, and Mr. Ferguson, next in comhand and suggest, at least, that he is mand. Both are men of profound glad to see you, as Gabriel Wells does, · knowledge of the old school of bookfor instance, when you call on him in sellers, who might be called scholars New York. But if you are interested in first and booksellers afterwards. If in fine books, you will do well to call on a Quaritch book you see in pencil Maggs Brothers, and after you have ‘C & P,' signifying 'collated and broken the ice — and it won't be hard perfect,' followed by Ferguson's initials,

— you will see some things that will you need ask no questions: collated and make your pocketbook look as though perfect it is. Of late years 'Quaritch' it had been stamped on by elephants. has relaxed its austerity a little: you Two minutes' walk further west, and might possibly find there a first edition you will be looking into the window of of Moby Dick, that great, great book

shyness. mais just next for my rage.

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finer books from the rather sordid would be much more sure of getting atmosphere of the Charing Cross Road. there a first folio of Shakespeare or a I would suggest that you enter and do King James Bible. Bookselling in not let Mr. Dobell's ‘shyness' affect London is a highly specialized trade. you. You will probably find some Sabin's is in Bond Street, just around books that you can be happier with the corner; not many books now, but than without. Not far away in Grafton what there are, fine, very fine — and Street is Sawyer's, whose rise in the prints! The ease with which Sabin world has been rapid and deserved. says 'two thousand,' when you ask the No‘shyness’about Mr. Sawyer; maybe price, will amaze you; and when, to you will be more successful than I have hide your confusion, you become been in prying him loose from some of facetious and say, 'dollars?' he hisses the finest Dickens items in existence. ‘guineas' in a way that will teach you He boasts, so far as an Englishman can to respect a West-End tradesman. be said to boast, the finest Dickens That extra shilling in the pound is a collection in England. He says it is his thing no American can ever get accusprivate collection; but some day, when tomed to. But I have n't the least he gets ready, he will sell it. When I doubt that Frank Sabin would gladly last saw him he had a wonderful copy buy back from me every item I have of Pope's 'Essay on Man' — Pope's had from him, and at a profit — to me. own, full of his notes, and very cheap. At 29 New Bond Street is the oldest

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