The Usurper: An Episode in Japanese HistoryGautier, Judith
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The Usurper: An Episode in Japanese History
Gautier, Judith
French fiction -- Translations into English; Japan -- History -- Fiction
Nothing was easier now for Yama-Kava's men than to effect a junction
with those of Nagato. The former crossed the square in double-quick
time, and gained the conquered street. Soon their General himself
appeared, on horseback, masked, clad in his armor of black shell, lance
in hand.
"It is the lord of Nagato!" he exclaimed, as he recognized the Prince.
"I am no longer amazed to see the enemy so roughly repulsed. Victory
seems to be your slave."
"If it be true that I have her in my chains, may she never recover her
liberty!" said the Prince. "What is going on here?" he added. "What
sacrilege, what unprecedented crime, do we behold?"
"Incredible indeed," said the General. "Hieyas proposes to carry off
the Mikado, and burn the town."
"For what purpose?"
"I do not know."
"I think I can guess," said the Prince; "the Mikado, once in his power,
would be forced to proclaim Hieyas Shogun; the entire nation would
declare itself for Hieyas, and Fide-Yori would be obliged to lay down
his arms."
"There is no limit to that man's audacity!"
"Where is the Mikado now?" asked the Prince.
"In the fortress of Nisio-Nosiro."
"So I supposed; and I fancy that you and I have hit upon the same plan
of battle."
"You honor me," said the General.
"You mean to spread your army, I fancy, from this street, like a lake
becoming a river, and surround the foe. In this way the enemy will
be cut off from the shores of the Kamon-Gawa, and the attack on the
fortress, of scanty numbers, as it seems to me, will be isolated. You
will then fall back upon the fortress and seek shelter within its
walls."
"That was indeed my intention," said the General; "but without your
help I fear I should have failed to force my way through the hostile
ranks."
"Well, now lead your men towards the fortress, while I hold our
adversaries here as long as possible."
The General set off. The soldiers of Hieyas returned. The nascent panic
was allayed. From every lane on the left they attacked the street which
separated them from the river; they were received with volleys of shot
and arrows. They retreated; then returned to the charge.
"We must barricade those alleys," said the Prince.
"With what?"
The hermetically closed houses seemed dead. Their mute, blind aspect
showed that it would be useless to knock; for it would awake no echo in
the soul of the terrified inhabitants. The blinds were wrenched from
their hinges, the windows broken open, the houses entered. A sort of
pillage began; everything was thrown into the street,--screens, bronze
vases, lacquer chests, mattresses, and lanterns. With astonishing
rapidity all this was heaped up pell-mell at the mouth of the different
lanes. A tea-merchant was entirely stripped; all the exquisite
varieties of the aromatic herb, wrapped in silk paper, in leaden boxes,
or in valuable caskets, went to swell the pile, and were offered to the
ravages of arrows and shot. The air was filled with perfume.
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