Shibusawa; or, The passing of old JapanAdams, I. William
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Shibusawa; or, The passing of old Japan
Adams, I. William
Japan -- History -- To 1868 -- Fiction
"It is Hoti, god of good will, brandishing his heavenly sword and
beating the mighty drum, Sekegakara," they cried in one accord, as they
recovered, and ran from one to another, talking and laughing the event
away. "How silly to take fright! Let us be merry! Now and for ever!"
rang out, sounding anew the dash of pomp, the march of joy.
Then again and again the threatening voice broke upon the still air,
telling them that a new agency, the force of a friendly foe, was at
their door, bidding them hearken. With each discharge their fears grew,
until bitterness and hate burst forth in determinate unison:
"Foreign devil!"
It was all they could say; it was enough. Yet in all that excitement
there were two who more than others controlled their emotions, and set
about calmly to dissuade hasty and ill-advised action. From the firing
of Commodore Perry's first shot Ikamon divined its certain meaning; and
before the old _Susquehanna_ had ceased sounding her notes of warning he
had begun to evolve a plan for his own aggrandisement. Therefore, while
others fell upon one another in loud appeals to the gods, he moved
quietly among them, foretelling the true character of the strange
visitation. It was quite different, however, with Tetsutaisho, for at
the first sound of firing he fell upon his knees in the midst of a
coterie of admirers, and between gesticulating with his arms and beating
his head upon the floor prayed first to one god, then another, to drive
away the unforeseen and save them from an untimely end. Whether it be
earthquake or "foreign devil" mattered not to him so long as their women
be spared and their honour maintained, though when understanding finally
dawned he suddenly changed face and began strutting around in a boastful
manner, vowing the enemy all sorts of speedy overthrowings and fatal
exterminations.
Between Ikamon's expounding and Tetsutaisho's boasting there was left
little place for speculation, yet there was one, young as he was, who
gave himself over to calm reason. Shibusawa not only judged, but
observed as well. Before the conclusion of the first salute from the
little squadron in the harbour he had realised that the spirit of the
entertainment was broken; and before the last began, saw that the guests
were departing, some politely though all in haste. The few who had the
right were hastening to the citadel, while others sought elsewhere the
most advantageous points of observation; therefore Shibusawa embraced
the earliest opportunity to withdraw, and retired directly to his own
rooms.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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