. Flash-lights from the seven seas . hese Javanesegirls—^who in the shadows look for all the worldlike figures that Rodin might have dreamed— 48 FLASH-LIGHTS FROM THE SEVEN SEAS mingling their laughter with the weird music;shall linger long in ones memory of beautifulthings. Their very nakedness seemed to fit in with thespirit of the night; a spirit of complete abandon-ment to beauty and worship. In their attitudesthere seemed to be a mingling of religion andearthly passion; but it was so touched with rever-ence that we felt no shock to our American sensi-bilities. All night long we wandered a
. Flash-lights from the seven seas . hese Javanesegirls—^who in the shadows look for all the worldlike figures that Rodin might have dreamed— 48 FLASH-LIGHTS FROM THE SEVEN SEAS mingling their laughter with the weird music;shall linger long in ones memory of beautifulthings. Their very nakedness seemed to fit in with thespirit of the night; a spirit of complete abandon-ment to beauty and worship. In their attitudesthere seemed to be a mingling of religion andearthly passion; but it was so touched with rever-ence that we felt no shock to our American sensi-bilities. All night long we wandered about the terracesof the old Temple. We wondered how long the Javanese girlswould remain. At dawn when we arose to see Boroboedoerby daylight they were still there as fresh as thedawn itself in their brown beauty, the dew ofnight glistening in their black hair and wettingtheir full breasts. And across, from Boroboedoer the sun, in itsdawning splendor, was transforming belchingand rumbling old volcanic Merapi into a cone ofgold. r. LOOKING OVER THE WALLED CITY OF MANILA, AMEEICAX SOL-DIERS SCALED THIS WALL A FEW YEARS AGO TO STAY.
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