What Baba said first in English was translated into Marathi. Arti was sung by the women, who included a dwarf woman. Baba said, You all can have no idea how happy I am here. Godavri is the Mother here and all are her companions. She met Maharaj when 2½ years old; He put her on His lap and said, 'All this belongs to you.' They all live a life dedicated to My Master. I love her most dearly. The nuns are dressed in yellow saris and the candidates in white."

Upasni Maharaj was a tall, heavy man and usually was naked, except for a gunny cloth and sandals when going out. For His last fourteen months and twelve days, He lived in a bamboo cage and took nothing but coffee once a day. The cage was about 3' x 3½ ' so that he could not lie down. He died in a room shown to us. On a stone over the doorway to the room there is engraved Maharaj's will. The room contains the couch on which He died.

Baba paid His homage to the tomb, and one after another the members of the group did the same under Baba's guidance, kneeling down and kiss­ing the stone.

The Mandali and others were given food in a lower room where Baba sat with them for a few minutes; then the group was taken to an upper room and given refreshments at small tables. The food was very tasty and daintily served. Baba sat there in a playful mood and threw the fruit from His table to be caught by various people. He merely touched His own food. He looked strained and suffering, as He did throughout the visit. A hymn was sung in His praise. At the end he said, “To find Me, you have to lose yourself. But these are just words when spoken and heard. Losing oneself and finding oneself is for very few lovers who carry their lives in their sleeves."

Baba visited a sick girl and fed her rose petals. He took the group to the ladies' dormitory and sat in a jhula or swing, and a girl sang the song Baba composed for Maharaj. The buildings were visited again with Baba. He sat with us in the temple and showed us Sai Baba's stick and pipe, kept in silver cases. It had been intended that we should visit Sai Baba's shrine at Shirdi, but there was no time.

On the way back, Baba stopped and got out of His car to inquire about Fred Marks, who had hit his head on a low doorway and had been bound