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LETTERS OF A JAVANESE PRINCESS
You should have seen sister as she sat there before the kwade. She ought to have been photographed, or, better still, painted, because that would have shown the colouring.
She stepped so calmly and sedately down the carpet of flowers; everywhere there were flowers and the perfume of incense; yes, truly, she was much like a Bodhisatwa! (incarnation of Buddha).
I cannot hear the gamelan or smell the perfume of flowers and incense, without seeing her image before my eyes.
The people picked up the flowers over which sister had walked and kept them; they bring good luck, it is said, and to young daughters, a husband!
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