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Burmese Sketches - Khamkoo

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BURMESE SKEHCHEB. 3q-<br />

the hostess, we went upstairs and found the Kyaung daing<br />

Pokgo sealed in an arm-chair and seemingly in a state of<br />

ecstatic meditation. After enquiring about our health, and<br />

asking us who we were, he led us to his audience hall. The<br />

Pongyi was the first to break the silence. He told us how<br />

dangerous is sedentary life, and what medicines he was taking<br />

to ward off the ailments brought on him by his studious habits.<br />

At this point our conversation turned on political and literary<br />

topics, and we were happy to find that our ascetic host was in<br />

his element in all of them. Next, we introduced the subject<br />

about the offerings made to the Buddha, and told him how<br />

much money was spent, or rather wasted, every year in the<br />

Thayettaw Kyaung Daiky how the Kyaungtagas prevailed on<br />

the priests to bring animal food to the sacrificial table, and<br />

lastly, how the sanctity and quietness of the kyaungs were<br />

invaded by the people having theatrical performances on the<br />

sacred premises. Our host attentively listened to our narration,<br />

and on oup finishing it, he gave us a very edifying sermon<br />

on the respect which we ought to show to animals in general,<br />

stating how greatly the great Buddha insisted on the observance<br />

of this precept. He furthermore expressed his regret<br />

for the degeneration of the priests in the lower country, and<br />

said that it was no wonder that the Sulagandi or Puritanic<br />

sect had been founded. Just then the clock struck nine, and<br />

we thought that it was high time for us to make a start.<br />

Accordingly we took leave of the venerable Pongyi^ came<br />

downstairs, and took some tea in accordance with our stipulations<br />

with our kind hostess. After tea, we jumped into our<br />

gharry and soon found ourselves in front of a noisy zayat near<br />

the Shwe Dagon Pagoda. Some Kalathas—young men<br />

who knew us, gave us a hearty welcome. They took us up and<br />

kindly offered us some ice-cream, and bread and fowl curry,<br />

after giving us seats in a place, overhung with lilliputian<br />

punkahsy each of which was about 4 feet long and 10 inches<br />

broad. The owner of this zayat seemed to have European<br />

ideas in his head when he was fitting it up. We noticed that<br />

in it, English biscuits and English cakes had taken the place<br />

of native jams, jellies, and confectionery, and that its walls<br />

were adorned with European pictures, among which we saw a<br />

likeness of Queen Victoria. While we were having some<br />

refreshment, we saw a batch of kalas come into the zayat^<br />

who, after sweeping their eyes over the place, passed some<br />

remarks about a company of young <strong>Burmese</strong> ladies who were<br />

seated there. I would advise these intruders not to do<br />

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