Fifty years ago Buddhism was at one of the lowest ebbs in its history in
the Island. The arrival of Madame Blavatsky and Colonel Olcott, the
founders of the Theosophical Society, and their zealous propaganda,
materially helped the efforts of the saintly Sri Sumangala to stem the
tide, and there arose a renaissance which has had far-reaching effects.
Colonel Olcott by his speech and writings did much to remove the
prevailing ignorance and indifference, and recalled Buddhists to a sense
of the value of their Faith.[6] He laid the foundation of that
educational activity which has filled many parts of the Island with
Buddhist schools and colleges.
Mr. Woodward is one of the noble band of Theosophists who have carried
on Colonel Olcott's mission in Ceylon, and is perhaps the greatest of
them all. Not being a Theosophist or Buddhist, I can speak of him more
freely. Self-sacrificing zeal and devotion are commonplace words to use
of him. They are often said of men, good and zealous in their way, who
have had the compensations of good incomes and creature comforts,
congenial friends and efficient fellow-workers. Mr. Woodward (or, to
call him by his Sanskrit name, _Vanapāla_) was little favoured in these
respects. His was a life of ascetic simplicity and self-denial and
strenuous well-doing. An English gentleman of the best type, he combined
in a rare degree the culture of the West and Bast, combined also the
active spirit of the West with the mysticism of the East. He belongs to
the roll of the great apostles of Mahayānist Buddhism who carried its
message and its culture over the mountains and deserts of Asia to the
Pacific Ocean. The Mahinda College, Galle, of which he was the mainstay
for nearly twenty years, is a shining memorial of him. But who can
estimate the gracious influence of his personality? The memory of it
will be a cherished possession to his friends, young and old, and an
inspiration to them all, and their gratitude and good wishes follow him
unstintingly to his Tasmanian home.
P. ARUNACHALAM
_Ponklar, Colombo_
October, 1921.
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