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Show The Llamaa' Devil Dance. Once, at Darjlllng, I saw the Llamas' devil dnnce; the soul, a white- ' faced child with eyes unnaturally en- larged, fleeing among a rabble of devils the evil passions. It fled wild- 1 ly here and there, and every way j was blocked. The child fell on Its knees, screaming dumbly you could see the despair In the stnrtlng eyes; but all was drowned In the thunder i of Thlbetnn drums. No mercy no escape. Horrible! I shall always see ! the face of the child, hunted down to hell, falling on Its knees, and screaming scream-ing without a sound, when I hear the i orum." L. Adams Beck In the Atlan- I tic Monthly. |