TEMPLE OF ROROBODOO. 
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figures of Buddhist Priests beautifully carved ; not being up 
in Buddhist lore, I cannot say who they were, but one was 
the gentleman with the elephant's head so common in India. 
On the 3rd I went to see the graves of the Sultans, and in the 
evening had an audience with the reigniug Sultan accompanied 
by the Resident. Being the Fast the palace was closed, but 
His Majesty received us in one of his pandopos with just 
enough light to make darkness visible. He is a young man, 
exceedingly fat. He had on a blue silk jacket which, widi his 
fat stomach, gave him something of ihe appearance of a head 
waiter with a fancy jacket and apron. He has only one wife, 
reported to be a great beauty. I had the honour of an inter- 
view with her after the audience with her husband ; she is 
certainly pretty, but nothing remarkable, quite young, with a 
very fair complexion, and fine black eyes, her skin looking as 
soft as velvet. 
On the 4th of August I started for Magelang, and on 
the way visited the wonderful temple of Borobodoo. We 
first came to the temple of Mundort, discovered by Mr. 
Hartman in 1836 In rather a curious manner. It was buried 
several feet deep in ashes and mud deposited by different 
eruptions of the Merapi and Merbaboe volcanoes, and 
appeared like a small mound covered with trees and jungle. 
One of the trees on the summit attracted Mr. Hartman's eye 
from the beautiful flower it bore, and he ordered it to be taken 
up and transplanted to his garden. On getting at the roots 
some stones were dug up and the mound was reported hollow ; 
there was a small opening left after the tree was taken up, 
but no one would go in for fear of cheetas or tigers. At 
last Mr. Hartman made one of his men creep in and see 
what was there. The man went in, and not coming out 
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