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164 HONDA THE SAMURAI. those addressed to the hosts of gods, Honda offered to the deity whose hideous image seems a very night- mare of scowling horror this petition : " Mighty ruler of the great ocean, who governest the ebbing and flowing tide, drive back these bar- barous aliens from my native land, or drown them by raising a great storm and foundering their ships. Give the fishes a feast upon their carcases. Let not one of them return to tell the story." Then to the hosts of gods in the Shinto pantheon he made petition as follows : " Breath of the gods, sweep away all defilement from our holy country, the land of the heavenly spirits." This petition, invoking destruction upon the Americans, repeated again and again, was added to his litany to Aina-Te'rasu, the sun-goddess, to Hachi- man, the god of war, and to the gods who were the ancestors of the Mikado. One evening early in July, A. D. 1853, he had offered his jimpo (divine breath) prayer, as he called it. He thought he was alone, but on turning round to go home, he saw the figure of a young woman of about eighteen at the end of the walk where it joined the high road. " Good-evening, Mr. Honda. It is many days since my eyes have hung upon your honored face." " Good-evening, Miss Hoshi (Star). How is your temper this evening? " " My temper let me be frank to say it is like that of a wrestler flower (violet), for I seek an explanation. I have heard you praying for the wind to

SCENES AT A HEBO'S SHRINE. 165 blow and for some one's destruction ; pray tell is it mine ? me, " " What a ! question No, certainly not. I was not thinking of you." " Alas ! That I fear you have not done for a long time. Have you forsaken me utterly ? Who is your new love ? " " Miss Hoshi, rest your mind. There is no other woman that has captured my affections ; and yet my mind has changed not only towards you, but even in relation to my prince, and even as regards my family and kinsmen. I am at this moment so little in the mood to be opposed, that should they attempt to hin- der my purpose I shall cast off my allegiance to our lord and leave the country." " What can be the matter, Mr. Honda ? It is so long since you have honored me with your confidences, or even spoken a kind word to me, that I had almost imagined you possessed of a fox. Once we were like two violets which the wind has driven and joined together in a single flower, but now some hand has torn us apart. Is it anything I have done to bring you to " your present state of mind ? " Miss Hoshi, maid and friend, let me say now and forever that all the regard I professed for you since I first saw you on that bright day two years ago, when the famous master from Yedo gave his ex- hibition of flower-fires at the river-meadow, was in all truth and faithfulness. I have often said I loved you, and I spojie the truth of a samurai ; but now "

164 HONDA THE SAMURAI.<br />

those addressed to the hosts of gods, Honda offered<br />

to the deity whose hideous image seems a very night-<br />

mare of scowling horror this petition :<br />

" Mighty ruler of the great ocean, who governest<br />

the ebbing and flowing tide, drive back these bar-<br />

barous aliens from my native land, or drown them by<br />

raising a great storm and foundering their ships.<br />

Give the fishes a feast upon their carcases. Let not<br />

one of them return to tell the story."<br />

Then to the hosts of gods in the Shinto pantheon<br />

he made petition as follows :<br />

" Breath of the gods, sweep away all defilement from<br />

our holy country, the land of the heavenly spirits."<br />

This petition, invoking destruction upon the<br />

Americans, repeated again and again, was added to<br />

his litany to Aina-Te'rasu, the sun-goddess, to Hachi-<br />

man, the god of war, and to the gods who were the<br />

ancestors of the Mikado.<br />

One evening early in July, A. D. 1853, he had offered<br />

his jimpo (divine breath) prayer, as he called it. He<br />

thought he was alone, but on turning round to go<br />

home, he saw the figure of a young woman of about<br />

eighteen at the end of the walk where it joined the<br />

high road.<br />

" Good-evening, Mr. Honda. It is many days since<br />

my eyes have hung upon your honored face."<br />

"<br />

Good-evening, Miss Hoshi (Star). How is your<br />

temper this evening? "<br />

"<br />

My temper let me be frank to say it is like<br />

that of a wrestler flower (violet), for I seek an explanation.<br />

I have heard you praying for the wind to

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