time because a patrol car appeared and as we were getting in, the patrol man said ‘No parking here.'

“It seems that a year later, Josephine Antin, who had been among Baba's party in the park, happened to take ill and was sent to Mt. Sinai Hospital, not far from 110th Street. There she shared a room with a young woman stranger. Josephine noticed her glancing at the photo she always kept by her bedside. Finally the young woman got up courage to ask her the name of the person in the photograph. When Josephine said "Meher Baba" she looked radiant and replied the reason she asked was because she knew it was the same man who looked like Christ whom she had seen walking by the park lake and she always remembered it although it was a year ago. To tell another soul about Baba even in a hospital was the best tonic for Josephine.

“Soon the time came for Baba and party to leave New York for Harmon-on-the-Hudson. The house there where he had stayed in 1931 had been retained as a retreat by Jean and Malcolm Schloss together with Mary Antin and her daughter Josephine, looking towards Baba's return. However, this visit was short but he took Jean and Malcolm with his party to California.

"Vividly I recall the beautiful late Spring morning of May 24th when Norina and Anita and I motored thirty-five miles from New York where we were living. We were to join Baba's party for a day in the country. Our minds were filled with thoughts of our first meeting with Baba at the same stone-house by the river. We had not known each other then, but had been drawn closely together since, working towards Baba's return to America. Our hearts were happy and our spirits glad as we reached the retreat near Harmon.

"Baba greeted us with a warm embrace and we found a number had gathered there already. After a repast was served by Jean and others, Baba led us outside on to the stone terrace and then along a path to a field with wild flowers. Some went here and there picking the wild flowers, but I stayed close to Baba. He quietly picked a small pink flower and handed it to me. Then he motioned to Kaka Baria who was ever near with Baba's alphabet board and Baba spelled out slowly that I should always keep the flower and should write down the date, that some day I would know the meaning. When I got home in the evening I pasted it inside the cover of my New Testament and wrote down Baba - May 24, 1932.

“Not until many years after, when I was unpacking a steamer trunk that had been with me on two long trips to India, then been put in New York storage and finally sent to me in Myrtle Beach, did I discover again the New Testament among