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imagination. I was charmed by the rhythm and the grace of a physically attractive race. The elephants, the sacred monkeys, the sacred bulls, the bouncing ghosts on the Ganges, the Tower of Silence with their decays of vultures in Bombay, the Himalaya Mountains, the wedding processions of the native city of Taipan, and even the translucent beauty of the Taj Mahol lack a quaint and apparitional atmosphere which enthralled me. Even the feeling of insecurity we had was part of the excitement. Had idea of travelling with a guide-bearer and carry our own bed-rolls for the train travel of night was thrilling. It was equally stimulating to visit with Gandi; and the poor Tagore at his school in Bulpor, and sleep in the guest house on cots which recovered with our own mattresses and bedding. When I went sketching our guide-bearer was perfectly agreeable to convey my paintbox and equipment-- that was all very well. We were quite amused however, when he was sent to purchase a tin trunk for the rugs we had obtained in Benares, and he returned with the "delivery boy" carrying the trunk on his shoulder. It was quite out of cast for Abu Kahn to transport the trunk himself. From Bombay our trip took us by train to South India, across the Straits by boat to Ceylon our to Candy and Columbo when we took ship for Port Sail. Egypt the land of the pyramids marks perhaps my most acute indisposition of the thirteen months period while we were enroute. The time of which I relate
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imagination. I was charmed by the rhythm and the grace of a physically attractive race. The elephants, the sacred monkeys, the sacred bulls, the bouncing ghosts on the Ganges, the Tower of Silence with their decays of vultures in Bombay, the Himalaya Mountains, the wedding processions of the native city of Taipan, and even the translucent beauty of the Taj Mahol lack a quaint and apparitional atmosphere which enthralled me. Even the feeling of insecurity we had was part of the excitement. Had idea of travelling with a guide-bearer and carry our own bed-rolls for the train travel of night was thrilling. It was equally stimulating to visit with Gandi; and the poor Tagore at his school in Bulpor, and sleep in the guest house on cots which recovered with our own mattresses and bedding. When I went sketching our guide-bearer was perfectly agreeable to convey my paintbox and equipment-- that was all very well. We were quite amused however, when he was sent to purchase a tin trunk for the rugs we had obtained in Benares, and he returned with the "delivery boy" carrying the trunk on his shoulder. It was quite out of cast for Abu Kahn to transport the trunk himself. From Bombay our trip took us by train to South India, across the Straits by boat to Ceylon our to Candy and Columbo when we took ship for Port Sail. Egypt the land of the pyramids marks perhaps my most acute indisposition of the thirteen months period while we were enroute. The time of which I relate
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