第 11 节
作者:温暖寒冬      更新:2022-07-12 16:19      字数:9322
  from Kasukabe to Tochigi was from bad to worse。  I nearly abandoned
  Japanese travelling altogether; and; if last night had not been a
  great improvement; I think I should have gone ignominiously back to
  Tokiyo。  The yadoya was a very large one; and; as sixty guests had
  arrived before me; there was no choice of accommodation; and I had
  to be contented with a room enclosed on all sides not by fusuma but
  shoji; and with barely room for my bed; bath; and chair; under a
  fusty green mosquito net which was a perfect nest of fleas。  One
  side of the room was against a much…frequented passage; and another
  opened on a small yard upon which three opposite rooms also opened;
  crowded with some not very sober or decorous travellers。  The shoji
  were full of holes; and often at each hole I saw a human eye。
  Privacy was a luxury not even to be recalled。  Besides the constant
  application of eyes to the shoji; the servants; who were very noisy
  and rough; looked into my room constantly without any pretext; the
  host; a bright; pleasant…looking man; did the same; jugglers;
  musicians; blind shampooers; and singing girls; all pushed the
  screens aside; and I began to think that Mr。 Campbell was right;
  and that a lady should not travel alone in Japan。  Ito; who had the
  room next to mine; suggested that robbery was quite likely; and
  asked to be allowed to take charge of my money; but did not decamp
  with it during the night!  I lay down on my precarious stretcher
  before eight; but as the night advanced the din of the house
  increased till it became truly diabolical; and never ceased till
  after one。  Drums; tom…toms; and cymbals were beaten; kotos and
  samisens screeched and twanged; geishas (professional women with
  the accomplishments of dancing; singing; and playing) danced;
  accompanied by songs whose jerking discords were most laughable;
  story…tellers recited tales in a high key; and the running about
  and splashing close to my room never ceased。  Late at night my
  precarious shoji were accidentally thrown down; revealing a scene
  of great hilarity; in which a number of people were bathing and
  throwing water over each other。
  The noise of departures began at daylight; and I was glad to leave
  at seven。  Before you go the fusuma are slidden back; and what was
  your room becomes part of a great; open; matted spacean
  arrangement which effectually prevents fustiness。  Though the road
  was up a slight incline; and the men were too tired to trot; we
  made thirty miles in nine hours。  The kindliness and courtesy of
  the coolies to me and to each other was a constant source of
  pleasure to me。  It is most amusing to see the elaborate politeness
  of the greetings of men clothed only in hats and maros。  The hat is
  invariably removed when they speak to each other; and three
  profound bows are never omitted。
  Soon after leaving the yadoya we passed through a wide street with
  the largest and handsomest houses I have yet seen on both sides。
  They were all open in front; their highly…polished floors and
  passages looked like still water; the kakemonos; or wall…pictures;
  on their side…walls were extremely beautiful; and their mats were
  very fine and white。  There were large gardens at the back; with
  fountains and flowers; and streams; crossed by light stone bridges;
  sometimes flowed through the houses。  From the signs I supposed
  them to be yadoyas; but on asking Ito why we had not put up at one
  of them; he replied that they were all kashitsukeya; or tea…houses
  of disreputable charactera very sad fact。 {8}
  As we journeyed the country became prettier and prettier; rolling
  up to abrupt wooded hills with mountains in the clouds behind。  The
  farming villages are comfortable and embowered in wood; and the
  richer farmers seclude their dwellings by closely…clipped hedges;
  or rather screens; two feet wide; and often twenty feet high。  Tea
  grew near every house; and its leaves were being gathered and dried
  on mats。  Signs of silk culture began to appear in shrubberies of
  mulberry trees; and white and sulphur yellow cocoons were lying in
  the sun along the road in flat trays。  Numbers of women sat in the
  fronts of the houses weaving cotton cloth fifteen inches wide; and
  cotton yarn; mostly imported from England; was being dyed in all
  the villagesthe dye used being a native indigo; the Polygonum
  tinctorium。  Old women were spinning; and young and old usually
  pursued their avocations with wise…looking babies tucked into the
  backs of their dresses; and peering cunningly over their shoulders。
  Even little girls of seven and eight were playing at children's
  games with babies on their backs; and those who were too small to
  carry real ones had big dolls strapped on in similar fashion。
  Innumerable villages; crowded houses; and babies in all; give one
  the impression of a very populous country。
  As the day wore on in its brightness and glory the pictures became
  more varied and beautiful。  Great snow…slashed mountains looked
  over the foothills; on whose steep sides the dark blue green of
  pine and cryptomeria was lighted up by the spring tints of
  deciduous trees。  There were groves of cryptomeria on small hills
  crowned by Shinto shrines; approached by grand flights of stone
  stairs。  The red gold of the harvest fields contrasted with the
  fresh green and exquisite leafage of the hemp; rose and white
  azaleas lighted up the copse…woods; and when the broad road passed
  into the colossal avenue of cryptomeria which overshadows the way
  to the sacred shrines of Nikko; and tremulous sunbeams and shadows
  flecked the grass; I felt that Japan was beautiful; and that the
  mud flats of Yedo were only an ugly dream!
  Two roads lead to Nikko。  I avoided the one usually taken by
  Utsunomiya; and by doing so lost the most magnificent of the two
  avenues; which extends for nearly fifty miles along the great
  highway called the Oshiu…kaido。  Along the Reiheishi…kaido; the
  road by which I came; it extends for thirty miles; and the two;
  broken frequently by villages; converge upon the village of
  Imaichi; eight miles from Nikko; where they unite; and only
  terminate at the entrance of the town。  They are said to have been
  planted as an offering to the buried Shoguns by a man who was too
  poor to place a bronze lantern at their shrines。  A grander
  monument could not have been devised; and they are probably the
  grandest things of their kind in the world。  The avenue of the
  Reiheishi…kaido is a good carriage road with sloping banks eight
  feet high; covered with grass and ferns。  At the top of these are
  the cryptomeria; then two grassy walks; and between these and the
  cultivation a screen of saplings and brushwood。  A great many of
  the trees become two at four feet from the ground。  Many of the
  stems are twenty…seven feet in girth; they do not diminish or
  branch till they have reached a height of from 50 to 60 feet; and
  the appearance of altitude is aided by the longitudinal splitting
  of the reddish coloured bark into strips about two inches wide。
  The trees are pyramidal; and at a little distance resemble cedars。
  There is a deep solemnity about this glorious avenue with its broad
  shade and dancing lights; and the rare glimpses of high mountains。
  Instinct alone would tell one that it leads to something which must
  be grand and beautiful like itself。  It is broken occasionally by
  small villages with big bells suspended between double poles; by
  wayside shrines with offerings of rags and flowers; by stone
  effigies of Buddha and his disciples; mostly defaced or overthrown;
  all wearing the same expression of beatified rest and indifference
  to mundane affairs; and by temples of lacquered wood falling to
  decay; whose bells sent their surpassingly sweet tones far on the
  evening air。
  Imaichi; where the two stately aisles unite; is a long uphill
  street; with a clear mountain stream enclosed in a stone channel;
  and crossed by hewn stone slabs running down the middle。  In a room
  built over the stream; and commanding a view up and down the
  street; two policemen sat writing。  It looks a dull place without
  much traffic; as if oppressed by the stateliness of the avenues
  below it and the shrines above it; but it has a quiet yadoya; where
  I had a good night's rest; although my canvas bed was nearly on the
  ground。  We left early this morning in drizzling rain; and went
  straight up hill under the cryptomeria for eight miles。  The
  vegetation is as profuse as one would expect in so damp and hot a
  summer climate; and from the prodigious rainfall of the mountains;
  every stone is covered with moss; and the road…sides are green with
  the Protococcus viridis and several species of Marchantia。  We were
  among the foothills of the Nantaizan mountains at a height of 1000
  feet; abrupt in their forms; wooded to their summits; and noisy
  with the dash and tumble of a thousand streams。  The long street of
  Hachiishi; with its steep…roofed; deep…eaved houses; its warm
  colouring; and its steep roadway with steps at intervals; has a
  sort of Swiss picturesqueness as you enter it; as you must; on
  foot; while your kurumas are hauled and lifted up the steps; nor is
  the resemblance given by steep roofs; pines; and mountains patched
  with coniferae; altoge