Where the Goddess of Beauty Prevails Cultural Renaissance in Ceylon

Stirrings of deep old consciousness are awakening the peoples of the East. Ceylon is no exception. Pendant from India at the south the “pearl” glistens in the sunshine. If ever there were a glistening isle it is this. Of India, yet not of it. Tangled with it racially, and by the trade and wars of many centuries, yet separate. Separate in government, separate in history, separate in race. Ancient and very ancient, newly discovering its old ancientry. Bound there in the mighty growths of the jungle lies buried a whole civilization. There it rests, its location lost, attested to by early records in the Mahavansa, but still undiscovered by modern man. It awaits a new generation, a generation now rising in the youth of Ceylon.