Fifteen Years Among the Top-Knots; Or, Life in KoreaUnderwood, Lillias H. (Lillias Horton)
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Fifteen Years Among the Top-Knots; Or, Life in Korea
Underwood, Lillias H. (Lillias Horton)
Korea -- Description and travel; Missions -- Korea
When the royal family were ready to see us, Mrs. Bunker and I were
conducted through the grounds a short distance, passed through several
gateways, and at length stood at the entrance of an anteroom half
filled with nobles, eunuchs and palace women, beyond which, in a very
small inner room, were the king and queen, and their son, a youth about
sixteen years of age. We passed forward to the audience-room, bowing
frequently and very low to the smiling party of three who awaited us.
Never before had I, an American--a descendant of colonial ancestors who
had cast off the shackles of tyranny--bowed so low. Never had I thought
to feel as I felt when first entering the presence of a real live king
and queen. The royal family had most graciously risen to greet us,
and at once invited us to be seated. At that time, at least, Korean
nobles never entered the royal presence without prostrating themselves
to the ground, and such a piece of presumption as sitting was never
dreamed of; so we refused the offered chairs, having been especially
warned that not to do so might awaken jealousy and make enemies to
the cause of Christianity. The point, however, was insisted upon to
such an extent that we could no longer with politeness refuse, and so
we found ourselves sitting face to face in a chatty sort of way, in a
little eight by ten room, with the king and queen of Korea. The king
impressed me at that and every subsequent meeting as a fine-looking
genial gentleman. He was attired in a long touramachi, or coat of rich
red silk (the royal color), with a cap or head-dress like those worn
by the noblemen, except that the wings turned back rather than forward
like theirs.
The queen, of course, excited my deepest interest. Slightly pale and
quite thin, with somewhat sharp features and brilliant piercing eyes,
she did not strike me at first sight as being beautiful, but no one
could help reading force, intellect and strength of character in that
face, and as she became engaged in conversation, vivacity, naïveté,
wit, all brightened her countenance, and gave it a wonderful charm, far
greater than mere physical beauty; and I have seen the queen of Korea
when she looked positively beautiful.
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