Kanamori's life-story : $b Told by himself; how the Higher Criticism wrecked a Japanese Christian—and how he came backKanamori, Paul M.
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Kanamori's life-story : $b Told by himself; how the Higher Criticism wrecked a Japanese Christian—and how he came back
Kanamori, Paul M.
Kanamori, Paul M., 1857-1945
In the midst of such a sweeping revival a great enemy appeared.
Persecution broke out, not by the government, but by the families,
parents, relatives, and friends of the young converts. At the
instigation of the Confucian teachers, the parents and relatives tried
to persuade their boys to renounce their Christian faith, and to return
to the Confucian teaching.
You know that the first missionaries in Japan were Roman Catholics,
sent about five hundred years ago, but the Japanese Government, as
well as the people, had for many centuries bitterly persecuted these
Roman Catholics. Any one who professed to be Christian was in danger
of bringing capital punishment upon himself and his family. People
looked upon Christians as traitors to the country, and feared that
they would become the tools of the foreign nations represented by the
missionaries. So the Christians were looked upon by the country at
large as very detestable people, dangerous to the safety of the country.
I remember that when I was a little boy we used to see the
Government’s notice boards set up everywhere with this statement: “The
belief in the evil religion of Jesus is strictly forbidden by order.”
In some places, sometimes, the following statement was added: “If
any one knowing a believer in this religion of Jesus will inform the
authorities, he shall be rewarded by the Government.” These rewards
were given in money.
My grandfather was an officer of some position in our provincial
government. At one time he was appointed chief officer over a large
district. It was the duty of such officials to examine the religion of
the people over whom they were placed. For this purpose he used to call
all the people of his district once a year to his official residence.
The day of such a gathering was counted among the great days of the
year. It was called the “Feast of Picture Trampling.” I remember my
grandfather had a small iron crucifix, such as the Roman Catholic
priests carry with them. This crucifix was put in a small box, which
was covered with an iron grating, so that the figure within might be
seen from the outside, and this box was placed in a small hole dug for
the purpose, in the middle of a large courtyard, where usually the
criminals were examined. Then the people were called in, one by one, by
name, in the presence of the Government officers, all dressed in their
official robes, with swords and spears to guard against emergencies.
The people of each township, headed by the mayor, were called in by
themselves, and when they came to the place where the box was placed
they trampled upon it and passed on. To this feast all people, men and
women and even children, were ordered to come. When the women came into
the yard, after they themselves had stepped on the box, they put down
their children and made their little feet touch the crucifix, thus
testifying that they were not of this religion. If any one refused to
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