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
Stunned by the force of her great purity, he did not lessen his
persistence, but delayed from time to time a more cowardly intention;
finally there dawned within him the impulse of a purer love, which
gradually overcame his weakness and made it possible to find a better
way. He decided now to hold her in reality as a servant, and on the
seventh day after the birth of the child, himself took it, and carrying
it to Kinsan, placed it in her arms and told her that it should be her
charge. It was a fine, large boy, the eyes and mould revealing its
mother's heritage, and as Tetsutaisho gave Kinsan the baby, he bade her
call it Sodachinojoi, and say nothing more. Then he said to her:
"You have refused me; now you must serve mine. So long as you do that,
and do it well, and as I bid, you shall know no penalty, though it is a
grave sin to oppose your master's will. And when you have done, I shall
trust to gratitude for what you have so persistently withheld. Go now,
and beware of the inquisitive."
"My heart bids me do my part," said she, in answer. "This burden is even
more, it is a blessing. I pray for strength that I may serve well and
please much. The reward is already mine."
"Then you would mock me, heigh? Bring me the child--no; I shall send you
both to the dungeon," and he arose and stood meditating.
"I pray you, sir, send me, but save the child. It is innocent, and it
has a mother. I am unworthy, yet I will pay the penalty. Pray, sir?"
He did not answer at once, but stood regarding her; he may have
marvelled at her charity, possibly he was touched by her tenderness. At
all events he moved closer, and whispered:
"Kinsan, I truly love you."
She did not hear him. Her eyes rested on the child in her arms. She was
thinking of a mother's sorrow, possibly a child's fate. He came close up
and would have touched her had she not shrunk from him and cried:
"I do not comprehend. It is not his voice. It is not true."
"Aha," said Tetsutaisho to himself, as he leaned back in silence. "It is
not I that she disdains, but it is another whom she loves."
Then after a while he addressed her saying:
"Kinsan, I trust you will pardon my incivility. I did not mean to be
rude, though I may deserve your censure. And now that it is done, I do
not want you to feel that it is my heart that is wrong. Do me the honour
to serve this child, and Tetsutaisho shall see to it that the reward be
as you desire. I leave you free to say as much, if it is your pleasure."
"The honour is mine to serve. The pleasure, yours to grant. And is there
any higher?" asked she, confident and earnest.
Tetsutaisho soon after withdrew and left Kinsan to begin her new duties
with a lighter heart and a better confidence. She felt with renewed hope
that there was still a chance for the right. And now that her hands were
no longer idle, she must drive away despair and set about with fresh
courage to make much happiness out of the little that life offered.
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