THE DEATH OF BABAE,

223 thirty-six years crowded with hardship, tumult, and strenuous energy but he lies at peace in his grave in the garden on the hill at Kabul, " the sweetest spot," which he had chosen himself, surrounded by those he loved, by the sweet-smelling flowers of his choice, and the cool running stream; and the people still flock to the tomb and offer prayers at the simple mosque which an august descendant built in memory of the founder of the Indian Empire.