A year in China : $b and a narrative of capture and imprisonment, when homeward bound, on board the rebel pirate FloridaWilliams, Martha Noyes
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A year in China : $b and a narrative of capture and imprisonment, when homeward bound, on board the rebel pirate Florida
Williams, Martha Noyes
Capture at sea -- Personal narratives; China -- Description and travel; Piracy -- Personal narratives
[23] This institution is usually called by foreigners the “Provincial
College.”
[24] Called the “District College.”
[25] A street in this neighborhood, entirely occupied by the shops
of booksellers, is called Book Street. Here are met the students and
_literati_, who, like the cultivated and learned men of other lands,
are fond of looking after, and gossiping about, whatever is new and
wonderful in their world of letters.
[26] The respectable Chinese, after having taken a wife according to
the prescribed forms, do not go through the marriage formalities with
another woman during the lifetime of the first. A man, however, may
introduce concubines into his family without any other ceremony than a
contract with their parents; but they and their children are not only
subject to the will of the wife, but serve her.
CHAPTER IX.
Many of the Buddhist temples are very ancient and wealthy
establishments. Although ancestral worship is the chief idolatry of
the masses in China, the Buddhists, by incorporating this superstition
into their own heathen rites have gained almost unlimited power over
the people. What makes this fact the more remarkable is, that, aside
from this worship of Manes, the Chinese are said to care but little
for the Buddhist faith, or for their temples. Only the priests and
nuns, however, are called Buddhists,--the first of which are very
numerous, and have great influence among all classes. Dr. Williams
remarks that “the demonology of the Buddhists allows the incorporation
of the deities and spirits of other religions; and goes even further,
in permitting the priests to worship the gods of other pantheons,
so that they could adapt themselves to the popular superstitions of
the countries they went to, and engraft all the foreign spirits into
theirs.” We had an exemplification of the truth of this at the Temple
of the “Five Hundred Gods,” which was one of the most remarkable places
that we visited in the western suburbs. The entrance to this temple
was guarded by soldiers, but we were readily admitted, and passing on,
were led to a veranda bordering the refectory, where the bonzes were at
their mid-day meal. Leaving this apartment and entering the cloister,
we made our way through several long passages, until we reached the
great hall containing the gods.
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