testimony of the crescograph."

Gratefully I accepted the invitation, and took my departure. I
heard later that the botanist had left Presidency College, and was
planning a research center in Calcutta.

When the Bose Institute was opened, I attended the dedicatory
services. Enthusiastic hundreds strolled over the premises. I was
charmed with the artistry and spiritual symbolism of the new home
of science. Its front gate, I noted, was a centuried relic from
a distant shrine. Behind the lotus {FN8-3} fountain, a sculptured
female figure with a torch conveyed the Indian respect for woman
as the immortal light-bearer. The garden held a small temple
consecrated to the Noumenon beyond phenomena. Thought of the divine
incorporeity was suggested by absence of any altar-image.

[Illustration: Myself at Age six--see atsix.jpg]

[Illustration: JAGADIS CHANDRA BOSE, India's great physicist,
botanist, and inventor of the Crescograph--see bose.jpg]

Bose's speech on this great occasion might have issued from the
lips of one of the inspired ancient RISHIS.

"I dedicate today this Institute as not merely a laboratory but
a temple." His reverent solemnity stole like an unseen cloak over
the crowded auditorium. "In the pursuit of my investigations I was
unconsciously led into the border region of physics and physiology.
To my amazement, I found boundary lines vanishing, and points
of contact emerging, between the realms of the living and the