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Title: China : its marvel and mystery
Year: 1909 (1900s)
Authors: Liddell, T. Hodgson, 1860-
Subjects: China -- Description and travel
Publisher: London : G. Allen
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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had quite made friends withsome of the priests, who had put the students back fromobstructing my view. A day or two after this, sitting inthe courtyard with the usual crowd, there was a suddencrash behind me and a yell from some of my onlookers;but it was only fear. A brick had been heaved over thewall—at me, I suppose—but it did no harm. Another day,either the same or another young Lama (I had not takenenough notice to distinguish) again persisted in standing infront of me, and I was, through my boy, remonstrating,when a priest saw the trouble; without a moments hesita-tion he plucked off his beads (great, heavy things, oftencarried over the left ear), and going up to the youthstarted to belabour him over his shaven head with them;and on the youth going off, followed him up and thrashed him right round the courtyard. Coming back to me, he 148 PEKING: THE LAMA TEMPLE Open-air worship by Lamas at certain periods of the moon.The yellow roof and red walls betoken Imperial patronage.
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la^ iti^tm^r^^ > ^x ftS 1 3 1918 ) THE LAMA TEMPLE smiled broadly, and told my boy to tell me, if I was botheredagain, I was to thrash my tormenters well; but his punish-ment sufficed—I had no more trouble with them. I had one day a most amusing argument, without words,with one of the priests. I noticed he was talking to myboy and others, and pointing to my picture and to thesubject. I found that he said, as the boy put it to me, Your picture no proper. Why? said L The picturewas the accompanying illustration. There are three doorsto the temple, and in front of the centre one, on the stonecourtyard, is a rough wooden chair (it is hidden by thefigures in my picture) on which, at certain ceremonies, theliving Buddha of this temple would sit. From my pointof vision that chair appeared to be under the farthest westdoor (in reality it is in front of the centre door); and, as thepriest knew it was in the centre, he said I was wrong. Ipulled him forward and held a pencil up in front of

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