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tall minarets are left. Fields stretch behind it, 

 a dusty high-road runs in front, but still one 

 wonders how even a Princess could give away a 

 garden which had such a gafe. But the Begam 

 did so, for she bestowed it on one of her friends 

 and planned a second garden for herself at Nawan 

 Kot, not far away. Here she was buried, and, 

 artist to the last, by her special orders the 

 minarets of her mausoleum were built and carved 

 to represent four slender marble palms. 



Leaving Lahore for the north, the train, 

 crossing the Ravi, rushes by a brown dismantled 

 building standing in the bare open fields close 

 by the line. There lies Nur-Jahan Begam, the 

 greatest garden lover of them all. One would 

 rather think of her as resting by some Kashmir 

 spring, planning out fresh rose terraces and tulip 

 fields, or alighting at some garden gateway in the 

 plains, like the lady in the Mughal miniature 

 illustrated here. This may indeed be a painting 

 of her, for Nur-Jahan was noted among other 

 things for her horsemanship and long black hair. 

 The turban, too, is arranged in a way similar to 

 that shown in one of her few authentic portraits. 

 The jewels, about which we may be sure she was 

 particular probably the only detail the artist 



