Most of his time is spent writing plays and music for the two hundred pupils from distant villages and cities who are boarding here. The Agricultural Department covers chicken raising and introducing the better breeds brought from the West into the surrounding villages; the cultivation of land and gardening. The greatest wish of Rabandrinath Tagore is to draw the graduates of universities who now crowd the cities back to village life. The young Indian principal of the school took his degree at the State Agricultural College of Massachusetts and additional degrees in England. All teachers are well qualified and come from many different countries in Europe. One woman teacher of drawing and painting is from Austria; another teacher is from Holland; one English professor; and two Christian Indian professors.

The Full Moon Festival, which ushers in the first day of Spring in India, has about the same significance as our May-day dancing around the May-pole, celebrated “slightly” differently, for here the Hindu throws colored powder and squirts bright colored water with a kind of water-gun used for the purpose. All join in the holiday spirit, including the teachers, and throw the vivid reds and yellows right square in one’s face and smear it over the body and cloths. By the time evening comes, the people resemble walking flames. Even the hair gets rainbow hued.

Before leaving “the school of the poet” I was asked to give a lecture to the older students and teachers. Everyone to whom I had already spoken seemed to appreciate the principles and teachings of Bahá’u’lláh, but as I have already mentioned they do not specialize here in any religious teaching.

My journey through the south and heart of India was most fruitful, and the leading men and rulers of many different States are now studying the Bahá’í teachings. One of the foremost ministers of the Great Nizam of Hyderabad had heard of the Revelation of Bahá’u’lláh, and weeks before my arrival he was impatiently waiting for books.