“They wrap the body of a king of kings, Vasetthas, in a new cloth.  When that is done they wrap it in cotton wool.  When that is done they wrap it in a new cloth,—­and so on till they have wrapped the body in five hundred successive layers of both kinds.  Then they place the body in an oil vessel of iron, and cover that close up with another oil vessel of iron.  They then build a funeral pile of all kinds of perfumes, and burn the body of the king of kings.  And then at the four cross roads they erect a dagaba to the king of kings.  This, Vasetthas, is the way in which they treat the remains of a king of kings.  And as they treat the remains of a king of kings, so, Vasetthas, should they treat the remains of the Tathagata.  At the four cross roads a dagaba should be erected to the Tathagata.  And whosoever shall there place garlands or perfumes or paint, or make salutation there, or become in its presence calm in heart—­that shall long be to them for a profit and a joy.”

Therefore the Mallas gave orders to their attendants, saying, “Gather together all the carded cotton wool of the Mallas!”

Then the Mallas of Kusinara wrapped the body of the Blessed One in a new cloth.  And when that was done they wrapped it in cotton wool.  And when that was done, they wrapped it in a new cloth,—­and so on till they had wrapped the body of the Blessed One in five hundred layers of both kinds.  And then they placed the body in an oil vessel of iron, and covered that close up with another vessel of iron.  And then they built a funeral pile of all kinds of perfumes, and upon it they placed the body of the Blessed One.

Now at that time the venerable Maha Kassapa was journeying along the high road from Pava to Kusinara with a great company of the brethren, with about five hundred of the brethren.  And the venerable Maha Kassapa left the high road, and sat himself down at the foot of a certain tree.

Just at that time a certain naked ascetic who had picked up a Mandarava flower in Kusinara was coming along the high road to Pava.  And the venerable Maha Kassapa saw the naked ascetic coming in the distance; and when he had seen him he said to the naked ascetic:  “O friend! surely thou knowest our Master?”

“Yea, friend!  I know him.  This day the Samana Gautama has been dead a week!  That is how I obtained this Mandarava flower.”

And immediately of those of the brethren who were not yet free from the passions, some stretched out their arms and wept, and some fell headlong on the ground, and some reeled to and fro in anguish at the thought:  “Too soon has the Blessed One died!  Too soon has the Happy One passed away from existence!  Too soon has the Light gone out in the world!”

But those of the brethren who were free from the passions (the Arahats) bore their grief collected and composed at the thought:  “Impermanent are all component things!  How is it possible that they should not be dissolved?”