the soul of the far east-第19部分

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th　telling　effect。　　The　very　atmosphere　is　bewitching。　The　lurid　smurkiness　of　the　torches　lends　an　appropriate　weirdness　to　the　figure　of　the　uncouthly　clad　pedlar　who；　with　the　politeness　of　the　arch…fiend　himself；　displays　to　an　eager　group　the　fatal　fascinations　of　some　new　conceit。　　Here　the　latest　thing　in　inventions；　a　gutta…percha　rat；　which；　for　reasons　best　known　to　the　vender；　scampers　about　squeaking　with　a　mimicry　to　shame　the　original；　holds　an　admiring　crowd　spellbound　with　mingled　trepidation　and　delight。　　There　a　native　zoetrope；　indefatigable　round　of　pleasure；　whose　top　fashioned　after　the　type　of　a　turbine　wheel　enables　a　candle　at　the　centre　ingeniously　to　supply　both　illumination　and　motive　power　at　the　same　time；　affords　to　as　many　as　can　find　room　on　its　circumference　a　peep　at　the　composite　antics　of　a　consecutively　pictured　monkey　in　the　act　of　jumping　a　box。　Beyond　this　〃wheel　of　life〃　lies　spread　out　on　a　mat　a　most　happy　family　of　curios；　the　whole　of　which　you　are　quite　prepared　to　purchase　en　bloc。　　While　a　little　farther　on　stands　a　flower　show　which　seems　to　be　coyly　beckoning　to　you　as　the　blossoms　nod　their　heads　to　an　imperceptible　breeze。　　So　one　attraction　fairly　jostles　its　neighbor　for　recognition　from　the　gay　thousands　that　like　yourself　stroll　past　in　holiday　delight。　　Chattering　children　in　brilliant　colors；　voluble　women　and　talkative　men　in　quieter　but　no　less　picturesque　costumes；　stream　on　in　kaleidoscopic　continuity。　And　you；　carried　along　by　the　current；　wander　thus　for　miles　with　the　tide　of　pleasure…seekers；　till；　late　at　night；　when　at　last　you　turn　reluctantly　homeward；　you　feel　as　one　does　when　wakened　from　some　too　delightful　dream。

Or　instead　of　night；　suppose　it　day　and　the　place　a　temple。　　With　those　who　are　entering　you　enter　too　through　the　outer　gateway　into　the　courtyard。　　At　the　farther　end　rises　a　building　the　like　of　which　for　richness　of　effect　you　have　probably　never　beheld　or　even　imagined。　　In　front　of　you　a　flight　of　white　stone　steps　leads　up　to　a　terrace　whose　parapet；　also　of　stone；　is　diapered　for　half　its　height　and　open　latticework　the　rest。　　This　piazza　gives　entrance　to　a　building　or　set　of　buildings　whose　every　detail　challenges　the　eye。　Twelve　pillars　of　snow…white　wood　sheathed　in　part　with　bronze；　arranged　in　four　rows；　make；　as　it　were；　the　bones　of　the　structure。　The　space　between　the　centre　columns　lies　open。　　The　other　triplets　are　webbed　in　the　middle　and　connected；　on　the　sides　and　front；　by　grilles　of　wood　and　bronze　forming　on　the　outside　a　couple　of

embrasures　on　either　hand　the　entrance　in　which　stand　the　guardian　Nio；　two　colossal　demons；　Gog　and　Magog。　　Instead　of　capitals　；a　frieze　bristling　with　Chinese　lions　protects　the　top　of　the　pillars。　Above　this　in　place　of　entablature　rises　tier　upon　tier　of　decoration；　each　tier　projecting　beyond　the　one　beneath；　and　the　topmost　of　all　terminating　in　a　balcony　which　encircles　the　whole　second　story。　　The　parapet　of　this　balcony　is　one　mass　of　ornament；　and　its　cornice　another　row　of　lions；　brown　instead　of　white。　　The　second　story　is　no　less　crowded　with　carving。　　Twelve　pillars　make　its　ribs；　the　spaces　between　being　filled　with　elaborate　woodwork；　while　on　top　rest　more　friezes；　more　cornices；　clustered　with　excrescences　of　all　colors　and　kinds；　and　guarded　by　lions　innumerable。　　To　begin　to　tell　the　details　of　so　multi…faceted　a　gem　were　artistically　impossible。　It　is　a　jewel　of　a　thousand　rays；　yet　whose　beauties　blend　into　one　as　the　prismatic　tints　combine　to　white。　　And　then；　after　the　first　dazzle　of　admiration；　when　the　spirit　of　curiosity　urges　you　to　penetrate　the　centre　aisle；　lo　and　behold　it　is　but　a　gate！　　The　dupe　of　unexpected　splendor；　you　have　been　paying　court　to　the　means　of　approach。　　It　is　only　a　portal　after　all。　　For　as　you　pass　through；　you　catch　a　glimpse　of　a　building　beyond　more　gorgeous　still。　Like　in　general　to　the　first；　unlike　it　in　detail；　resembling　it　only　as　the　mistress　may　the　maid。　　But　who　shall　convince　of　charm　by　enumerating　the　features　of　a　face！　From　the　tiles　of　its　terrace　to　the　encrusted　gables　that　drape　it　as　with　some　rich　bejewelled　mantle　falling　about　it　in　the　most　graceful　of　folds；　it　is　the　very　eastern　princess　of　a　building　standing　in　the　majesty　of　her　court　to　give　you　audience。

A　pebbly　path；　a　low　flight　of　stone　steps；　a　pause　to　leave　your　shoes　without　the　sill；　and　you　tread　in　the　twilight　of　reverence　upon　the　moss…like　mats　within。　　The　richness　of　its　outer　ornament；　so　impressive　at　first；　is；　you　discover；　but　prelude　to　the　lavish　luxury　of　its　interior。　　Lacquer；　bronze；　pigments；　deck　its　ceiling　and　its　sides　in　such　profusion　that　it　seems　to　you　as　if　art　had　expanded；　in　the　congenial　atmosphere；　into　a　tropical　luxuriance　of　decoration；　and　grew　here　as　naturally　on　temples　as　in　the　jungle　creepers　do　on　trees。　　Yet　all　is　but　setting　to　what　the　place　contains；　objects　of　bigotry　and　virtue　that　appeal　to　the　artistic　as　much　as　to　the　religious　instincts　of　the　devout。　　More　sacred　still　are　the　things　treasured　in　the　sanctum　of　the　priests。　　There　you　will　find　gems　of　art　for　whose　sake　only　the　most　abnormal　impersonality　can　prevent　you　from　breaking　the　tenth　commandment。　Of　the　value　set　upon　them　you　can　form　a　distant　approximation　from　the　exceeding　richness　and　the　amazing　number　of　the　silk　cloths　and　lacquered　boxes　in　which　they　are　so　religiously　kept。　　As　you　gaze　thus；　amid　the　soul…satisfying　repose　of　the　spot；　at　some　masterpiece　from　the　brush　of　Motonobu；　you　find　yourself　wondering；　in　a　fanciful　sort　of　way；　whether　Buddhist　contemplation　is　not　after　all　only　another　name　for　the　contemplation　of　the　beautiful；　since　devotees　to　the　one　are　ex　officio　such　votaries　of　the　other。

Dissimilar　as　are　these　two　glimpses　of　Japanese　existence；　in　one　point　the　bustling　street　and　the　hushed　temple　are　alike；in　the　nameless　grace　that　beautifies　both。

This　spirit　is　even　more　remarkable　for　its　all…pervasiveness　than　for　its　inherent　excellence。　　Both　objectively　and　subjectively　its　catholicity　is　remarkable。　　It　imbues　everything；　and　affects　everybody。　　So　universally　is　it　applied　to　the　daily　affairs　of　life　that　there　may　be　said　to　be　no　mechanical　arts　in　Japan　simply　because　all　such　have　been　raised　to　the　position　of　fine　arts。　　The　lowest　artisan　is　essentially　an　artist。　　Modern　French　nomenclature　on　the　subject；　in　spite　of　the　satire　to　which　the　more　prosaic　Anglo…Saxon　has　subjected　it；　is　peculiarly　applicable　there。　To　call　a　Japanese　cook；　for　instance；　an　artist　would　be　but　the　barest　acknowledgment　of　fact；　for　Japanese　food　is　far　more　beautiful　to　look　at　than　agreeable　to　eat；　while　Tokio　tailors　are　certainly　masters　of　drapery；　if　they　are　sublimely　oblivious　to　the　natural　modelings　of　the　male　or　female　form。

On　the　other　hand；　art　is　sown；　like　the　use　of　tobacco；　broadcast　among　the　people。　　It　is　the　birthright　of　the　Far　East；　the　talent　it　never　hides。　　Throughout　the　length　and　breadth　of　the　land；　and　from　the　highest　prince　to　the　humblest　peasant；　art　reigns　supreme。

Now　such　a　prevalence　of　artistic　feeling　implies　of　itself　imp