ar by. Other sportive elephants
carry fans and state umbrellas in their trunks; and the marine
monsters swimming about the ship that bears the Buddhist
missionaries to the isles have such expression and human
resemblance as to make one wonder if those pillory an enemy with
their chisels, too. In the last gallery, where, in the progress
of the religion, it took on many features of Jainism, or
advancing Brahmanism, Buddha is several times represented as the
ninth avatar, or incarnation, of Vishnu, still seated on the
lotus cushion and holding a lotus with one of his four hands."

In all probability, the masonry was shaken down by an earthquake, the
Boro Budur being near three volcanoes. Restorative and preservative work
is now being carried on by the Government, and some of the smaller
temples in the Djocja district are restored in the original design.

[Illustration: THE BARA BUDUR--ONE OF THE GALLERIES.]

[Illustration: THE SMEROE--13,000 FEET HIGH.]

There is a small hotel at the Boro Budur where one is recommended to
stay when studying details, and we can well believe that sunrise as seen
from the summit is a sight one should never forget. We saw it in the
early afternoon when the heat vapours from the noontide sun partially
obliterated the landscape, but even so it was impressive. Except on the
right, where the mountains close in the horizon, the eye has a range of
many miles over fertile alluvial plains, studded with coco and banana
and palm trees, and every other patch of ground cultivated "like a tulip
bed." Miss Marianne North, whose collection of paintings in Kew Gardens
may be familiar to some of our readers, wrote of this view: "The very
finest view we ever saw."

The Temples of Parambanan.

There are other Buddhist ruins in the neighbourhood of the Boro Budur;
but the other more important collection is scattered over the region
between Djocjakarta and Soerakarta. One small temple, the Tjandi Kali
Bening, is reputed to be the gem of Hindu art in Java. This we did not
see; but, on another day, in a victoria drawn by four small ponies, kept
going by the wild gr-r-r-ee gr-r-r-eeing of our native running footman,
we drove to the scattered temples on the Plain of Parambanan, where,
with the help of another archaeological guide by Dr. I. Groneman, we were
able to appreciate the beauties of these 1100-year-old centres of
ancient religious devotees. These temples are t