Adventure stories; Voyages around the world -- Fiction
The _Carnatic_ entered the harbour of Yokohama on the morning tide of
the 13th, and came alongside the quay, near the Custom House, amidst a
crowd of ships of every nationality.
Passe-partout went on shore to this curious land without any
enthusiasm; he had nothing to do but to wander aimlessly through the
streets. He first found himself in a thoroughly European quarter of
the town, with houses ornamented with verandahs and elegant
peristyles. This portion of the town occupied all the space between
the promontory of the Treaty and the river, and included docks and
warehouses, with many streets and squares. Here, as at Hong Kong and
Calcutta, were a crowd of Americans, English, Chinese, and Dutch
merchants ready to buy or sell almost anything, and Passe-partout felt
as strange amongst them as a Hottentot might have done.
He had one resource at any rate, he could apply to the French or
English consuls; but he shrank from telling his adventures, which were
so intimately connected with his master. So before doing so, he
thought he would try every other chance for a livelihood.
After traversing the European quarter, he entered the Japanese
district, and made up his mind to push on to Yeddo if necessary.
The native quarter of Yokohama is called Benter, after the sea-goddess
worshipped on the neighbouring islands. Here he noticed beautiful
groves of fir and cedar; sacred gates of peculiar construction;
bridges, enclosed by bamboos and reeds; and temples, surrounded by
immense and melancholy-looking cedars, wherein Buddhist priests and
votaries of Confucius resided. There were long streets with crowds of
infants, who looked as if they were cut out of Japanese screens, and
who were playing with bandy-legged poodles, and with yellow cats
without tails, of a very lazy and very affectionate disposition.
The streets were crowded with people passing and repassing: priests,
policemen, custom-house officers, and soldiers--the Mikado's guard, in
silken doublets and coats of mail, as well as other soldiers of all
descriptions; for in Japan the army is as much regarded as it is
despised in China. There were friars, pilgrims with long robes, and
civilians with long black hair, large heads, long waists, thin legs,
and short of stature; with complexions, some copper-colour, some pale,
but never yellow like the Chinese, from whom the Japanese differ
essentially. Amongst the carriages, the palanquins, the barrows with
sails, bamboo litters, he noticed many very pretty women moving about
with tiny steps, on tiny feet, and shod with canvas shoes, with straw
sandals and wooden clogs. They appeared to have small eyes, fiat
chests, black teeth, according to fashion; but wearing gracefully the
national robe called "kirimon," a sort of dressing-gown, crossed with
a silk scarf and tied behind in a large knot, a mode which Parisian
ladies have borrowed from the Japanese.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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