With the Jungle Folk

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: grown up under the great tree ten paces distant. The faint, sweet smell of fresh-cut wood had been in his nostrils day and night, and sometimes the shouting and laughter of men and women, happy in sharing the good work, must have disturbed his meditations. But as is becoming in one who has withdrawn from...
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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: grown up under the great tree ten paces distant. The faint, sweet smell of fresh-cut wood had been in his nostrils day and night, and sometimes the shouting and laughter of men and women, happy in sharing the good work, must have disturbed his meditations. But as is becoming in one who has withdrawn from the world, he knew nothing. Moung Byoo reported progress each evening, but the hpoongyee heard what he had to say without even looking up. He had never referred to the new kyoung since Moung Byoo first told him they were about to begin building. This evening, however, he relaxed a little as the offering was so nearly completed. My woman, said Moung Byoo, clearing his throat to speak well, my woman feels great happiness in giving this monastery to be the dwelling of the Lord Ruler. The disciple who, having means to acquire Merit, employs it thus is fortunate, said the hpoongyee, speaking as one whose thoughts are of other things. But let her be humble; for the respect of many gives a proud heart, and pride is a sin. She shall hear the Lord Ruler's wise words, said Moung Byoo, and he meant it. His reverence spoke well; Mah Hehn had grown much too proud of late between her white son-in-law and the sweet words of her neighbours concerning the new kyoung. - M rt a o m By consenting to dwell in this monastery, said the hpoongyee, rousing himself a little, I shall be the instrument whereby much Merit is earned. We are most grateful, murmured all, mindful of the part they had borne in the building. It is a very beautiful monastery, said Moung Let. He spoke wishing to please Moung Byoo, who had often renewed his promise to speak for Pho Lone; but the hpoongyee caught him up quite sharply. Any hut, any hole in rocks, was meet dwelling for...