THE two brightest lights of Theosophy being in the same place at
once in company with the Ashes of Madame Blavatsky, an Inquiring
Soul thought the time propitious1 to learn something worth while.
So he sat at the feet of one awhile, and then he sat awhile at the
feet of the other, and at last he applied2 his ear to the keyhole of
the casket containing the Ashes of Madame Blavatsky. When the
Inquiring Soul had completed his course of instruction he declared
himself the Ahkoond of Swat, fell into the baleful habit of
standing3 on his head, and swore that the mother who bore him was a
pragmatic paralogism. Wherefore he was held in high reverence4, and
when the two other gentlemen were hanged for lying the Theosophists
elected him to the leadership of their Disastral Body, and after a
quiet life and an honourable5 death by the kick of a jackass he was
reincarnated6 as a Yellow Dog. As such he ate the Ashes of Madame
Blavatsky, and Theosophy was no more.
