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The lamp burnt dimly in the room, and the mother stood at the door in the dark waiting for her son's return. She clasped him to her bosom, kissed him on his hair, and asked him of his errand to the master. "What is the name of my father, dear mother?" asked the boy. "It is only fitting for a Brahmin to aspire to the highest wisdom, said Lord Guatama to me."
There rose a murmur like the angry hum of bees disturbed in their hive; and the students muttered at the shameless insolence of that outcast. Master Guatama rose from his seat, stretched out his arms, took the boy to his bosom, and said, "Best of all Brahmins art thou, my child. Thou hast the noblest heritage of truth."
No one, however, suggested that they should be forbidden to attempt to gain converts. It did not seem worth while interfering with them; for what Burman living in sight of the Shway Dagon Pagoda, and near to the monasteries where he had learnt the precepts of Guatama Buddha, would even think of forsaking his religion?
For he, desiring instruction, gathered precious flowers, and journeyed to present them as an offering to the Guatama Buddha. Standing before Him, he stretched forth both his hands holding the flowers. Then said the Holy One, looking upon his petitioner's right hand; "Loose your hold of these." And the man dropped the flowers from his right hand. And the Holy One looking upon his left hand, said;
Much pleased at the interest of this dignified Englishman trying to understand the tenets of an ancient faith, Tippoo talks freely and profoundly, giving numerous explanatory versions from his own fertile fancy. Oswald notes the strong points, beautiful sentiments, practical beneficence, and occult theories of this oriental belief. He becomes enamored of the life and teachings of Prince Guatama.
The hermit boys had brought the cattle home, and sat round the fire to listen to the master, Guatama, when a strange boy came, and greeted him with fruits and flowers, and, bowing low at his feet, spoke in a bird-like voice "Lord, I have come to thee to be taken into the path of the supreme Truth. "My name is Satyakâma." "Blessings be on thy head," said the master.
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