By the touch of His lips upon her breast, she, who never knew love, by contact with Him became sanctified. And the effort Putanā put forth to bring death to Krishna, under cover of Love, did make her for the moment a mother in truth. And for that moment of concentrated love in Him the honor of Divine Motherhood on her was bestowed in that realm where hate is unknown. And all the world marvelled, when dead she lay, at the aroma that rose from her huge body. But the Child only smiled as He played on her breast. Verily the aroma of great sweetness reached to all the skies. For Love is ever the master of hate, and Love in its strength doth conquer all hate, and hate is purified by the breath of Love, and sanctified it is by its hand. CHAPTER IX. A year has passed since the coming of Krishna, a year of peace and plenty to all. And the earth was relieved of pressure, and the minds of men were illumined by the light that shone in their midst. And the hearts that were cramped and narrow with pain grew big into bursting with the love that flowed from the Child that was God. And Nanda prepared a great feast for the naming of Him and the Brother, Devaki's seventh child who, at birth premature, had been despatched to the land where Krishna now was. And the feast was attended by many guests, who rejoiced on beholding the wondrous Child who on that day a year had brought joy by His coming. And the priest was called and the seer, and he who read the stars and read the Vedas alike. And when the stars he contemplated, he saw the wonder of His birth, and, prostrating at the feet of Him, spoke to them who gathered to hear: "The oppressed He shall succor, the enslaved He shall free, and those that in danger are He will protect, and bring all blessings to the land where now He doth live. What and Who He is you know not, but, crowned with living stars of Love and adorned with the rainbow of promise on His breast, this Child shall bring glory and Bliss wherever He breathes. Oh, blessed was the day I looked in His eyes and touched my hand lo His Holy Feet, for in Him the virtues and powers and might of Love do dwell that never before men with eyes have seen." But the little Child smiled, then stretched forth Its arms and puckered Its lips for the mother's sweet milk. The mother in pride placed It at the side of the cart that held brass vessels and articles of food, and turned to receive the congratulations of her guests, when lo! the Child with Its baby foot upturned the cart, and the cart and the vessels in pieces lay on the ground! And more and more they marvelled at the Child, whose baby strength upturned the cart. Nor was this the only miracle of His babyhood. For one day the mother sat with the Child in her lap, when lo and behold, so heavy He became that she felt as if the world were resting on her knees!