best be translated by "Hail, Meher Baba, Thou art the living Christ!" The mandali on this day had to use all their strength and experienced skill in handling unruly crowds. The car was already garlanded with choice flowers, and solemnly in procession, headed by the hand, the car moved forward at a slow walking pace . . .

My car followed behind at a decent distance and St. Mira's High School, only a short distance away, was soon reached. Baba first sat with Vaswani in a private room, and the dear man's emotion was so deep that he was altogether overcome. Baba lovingly comforted him and then He was borne high on a chair by strong and willing shoulders to the great hall. Here He was installed on the cushioned seat of honor on the dais, with Vaswani on His right close by. In the stone-flagged sanctuary hall sat so great a company of girls, with boys on the outskirts, that one marveled at their number. Other ladies stood massed behind the pillars supporting the roof, and finally Baba graciously directed that way should be made for me to sit on the edge of the dais, my right hand almost touching His feet. Opposite sat Irene Conybeare with others on chairs at her side, and on the other edge of the dais, was the disciple who had encountered the snake outside the temple, as previously related.

A microphone was on the platform, and deeply moved, T. L. Vaswani, paid his heartfelt tribute to Baba in the following words:

"Sisters and brothers, children of the One Divine Mother!

"I speak in the presence of one whom his disciples in different parts regard as the 'Ancient One.' Am I wrong in regarding every one of you as 'Ancient,' as a manifestation of the Eternal? Do I err if I say that every man and every woman and every child, every flower and every star that shines and every bird that sings,—every wave, and every particle of dust, is a vesture of the Ancient One?

"So one truth which we teach in our Schools and our 'Fellowship' Circles is reverence for every teacher, for every student,—reverence for every human being,—reverence for the bird, and beast,—reverence for matter,—for all that is around us,—and reverence for the Divine within us.

"For thirty years and more he who is in our midst today has borne witness to the truth, that there is something better than speech. That is silence. It is, to my mind, the truth of truths. He has spoken to the world through silence. His witness to the 'Kingdom of Silence' went into my