Shibusawa; or, The passing of old JapanAdams, I. William
History
Shibusawa; or, The passing of old Japan
Adams, I. William
Japan -- History -- To 1868 -- Fiction
There was no mistaking the meaning, yet Shibusawa sat in silence; he was
for the moment dazed and unable to make any answer. After the first
flush he resolved upon throwing himself at his father's feet and
explaining all; to ask forgiveness for what he had done, and beg
indulgence for what his life seemed pledged to do, but prudence bade him
not. He knew only too well that such a thing was impossible. Maido's
anxiety doubled with each succeeding moment, until finally surprise,
then fear, moved him and his voice trembled as he said:
"Shibusawa, my son, have you no ears?"
"I hear you, father, and I assure you it is my weakness and not the
answer that makes me slow. I would frame you a better speech than the
one I have in mind."
"Hold, my boy! I know your answer. And, besides, I would rather you save
your words for a higher purpose. This old self of mine is satisfied that
you do the thing. That is it. Oshaka! Oshaka! good god of self, forbid
that I hear, let me only feel a father's blessing and a son's
forgiveness. Come, my good son, your liberal indulgence of me and your
ready acceptance of her has removed from me the greatest concern of my
life. A long one, and a happy one--hah! h-a-h! h--a--h!"
Maido's eyes flashed dry and hot as he sat there swinging his powerful
frame back and forth to the rhythm of his parched words. Shibusawa knelt
quickly at his father's side and steadied and soothed him. The long
white locks parted and fell from his splendid brow, and in an instant
the son's whole soul went out to the one who had given him being and had
showered upon him a constant devotion.
The lord daimyo went to sleep presently, and Shibusawa sat for a long
time, debating the consequences of this new and unexpected situation. It
was only yesterday that he had pledged himself to the one he loved, and
now he was bound by every tradition and law to break that engagement and
perform a duty. Had this sudden mandate come only a day sooner his
honour, at least, might have been saved; but to sacrifice that was more
than he could do. Filial affection--but was there not a higher purpose,
and if so why not devote his life to its fulfilment? He pondered, then
said to himself:
"Although I uphold the traditions of our religion, maintain the honour
of my family, and obey the command of the shogun, I can and will be true
to Kinsan."
CHAPTER VIII
THE MARRIAGE CEREMONY
When Shibusawa arose the next morning, he set about with a heavy heart
to plan some course of action. He had not slept much during the night,
and with a clouded atmosphere the morning was dull, so he remained in
the garden but a short time, returning to his now cold and dreary
chamber.
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