This was the first time that such a performance was witnessed by
foreigners. Opposite the principal reception room, where his Royal
Highness sat, and separated from it by a narrow courtyard, was a covered
stage, approached from the green-room by a long gallery at an angle of
forty-five degrees. Half a dozen musicians, robed in dresses of ceremony,
marched slowly down the gallery—something like the entrance of the
actors in _Sumurun_, as arranged by Reinhardt—and having squatted down
on the stage, gravely made obeisance. The performances then began. There
was no scenery, no stage appliances; the descriptions of the chorus or
the actors took their place. The dialogue and choruses were given in a
nasal recitative, accompanied by the mouth-organ, flute, drum and other
classical instruments. The ancient poetry of these pieces is full of the
most delicate fancies obscured by archaic puns and plays upon words; so
it was with no little difficulty that, with the assistance of a man of
letters, I prepared the arguments of the plays.
I published these long years ago,[20] so there is no need to repeat them
here.
During the Duke’s stay there were entertainments of all sorts, for the
Japanese were determined that he should carry away the happiest memories
of his visit. The most famous of the fat wrestlers of Japan, monstrous
mountains of adipose tissue, gave a show and there were dancers,
musicians, conjurors; Chō-chō San[21] came specially for the butterfly
trick, which has never been so well described as by Sherard Osborn in
that long-since-forgotten little gem, “A Cruise in Japanese Waters.”
All these were shown in a setting the beauty of which it would be hard
to exaggerate. The garden of Hama-go-ten was a masterpiece of Japanese
horticulture. I believe that it no longer exists, the land having been
sold for commercial purposes. When the first part was sold I had the luck
to be able to buy two of the great bronze lanterns which decorated it.
How little I thought when I used to wander through the lovely grounds
during the weeks which I spent there making ready for the Duke that one
day many years later two of the precious ornaments which I admired so
much would find their way to my own home in far-away Gloucestershire!
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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