ABSTRACT
In the large market square round to the south were the great copper tea-cauldrons of enormous size, for infusing the tea for the 20,000 monks at the great New Year's festival when the Dalai Lama proceeds to the temple in state with a procession of all his staff. The boyish voices of the younger monks and the deep bass of the older, rising and falling sounded like sacred music on an organ in a cathedral, although at times the trumpet-blowers tried to make up by strength and volume for the lack of harmony. The temple of Ramoche, or the "Small Jo-k'ang," is attributed to the Chinese wife of the great King Srongtsan, and like the "cathedral" has a gilt roof and iron-ringed chains in front of its chief image; but it is in a very neglected and almost ruinous condition.
