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The love, the veneration, the unanimity I saw expressed, effectually 
convinced me that they were happy. But to return to my narrative: 
the room in which I wrote, and the suite of apartments allotted to the 
accommodation of myself, and the companion of my travels, were 
erected by the late Teshoo Lama for his own private residence, when¬ 
ever he chose to retire into uninterrupted solitude. In an adjacent 
building, upon the right hand, are lodged his mortal remains; in an¬ 
other, upon the left, those of a former Lama, whose spirit exchanged 
its corporeal residence more than a century ago. The Teshoo Lama, 
I was told, had lavished upon this shrine of his predecessor, immense 
wealth; yet his own, which was nearly completed before his visit to 
the Emperor of China, had been since greatly enriched by the tribu¬ 
tary offerings made to him on that journey, and was now considered 
as the most splendid and magnificent of the two. 
When I became acquainted with these particulars, situated as I was 
so near the mausoleum of our departed friend, I wanted not an excel¬ 
lent pretext for desiring to visit it; and having waited for a favourable 
opportunity, I urged my plea with such success, that the Regent, 
Ghanjoo Cooshoo, immediately signified his most willing acquiescence 
in my wishes. 
Early in the morning my faithful attendant Gooroobah, came to 
conduct me. Proceeding from my apartment, along the corridor, we 
descended two flights of stairs, and passing through some passages, 
without any communication with the street, came to a small gate, 
which we entered, and found ourselves in the inclosure immediately 
before the grand mausoleum. Three sides of this court yard, which 
