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Noto; an unexplored corner of Japan



by Percival Lowell









From you; my dear Basil; the confidant of my hopes toward Noto; I

know I may look for sympathy now that my advances have met with such

happy issue; however incomplete be my account。  And so I ask you to

be my best man in the matter before the world。  



Ever yours;

Percival Lowell。



Basil Hall Chamberlain; Esq。









Contents。



    I。  An Unknown。

   II。  Off and On。

  III。  The Usui Pass。

   IV。  Zenkoji。

    V。  No。

   VI。  On a New Cornice Road。

  VII。  Oya Shiradzu; Ko Shiradzu。  

 VIII。  Across the Etchiu Delta。  

   IX。  Over the Arayama Pass。

    X。  An Inland Sea。

   XI。  Anamidzu。  

  XII。  At Sea Again。

 XIII。  On the Noto Highway。

  XIV。  The Harinoki Toge。

   XV。  Toward the Pass。

  XVI。  Riuzanjita。

 XVII。  Over the Snow。

XVIII。  A Genial Inkyo。

  XIX。  Our Passport and the Basha。

   XX。  Down the Tenriugawa。  

  XXI。  To the Sea。  









NOTO: an unexplored corner of Japan。







I。  An Unknown。



The fancy took me to go to Noto。



It seemed a strange fancy to my friends。



Yet I make no apology for it; for it was a case of love at first sight。



Scanning; one evening; in Tokyo; the map of Japan; in a vague; itinerary

way; with the look one first gives to the crowd of faces in a ballroom;

my eye was caught by the pose of a province that stood out in graphic

mystery from the western coast。  It made a striking figure there;

with its deep…bosomed bays and its bold headlands。  Its name; it

appeared; was Noto; and the name too pleased me。  I liked its vowel

color; I liked its consonant form; the liquid n and the decisive t。 

Whimsically; if you please; it suggested both womanliness and will。 

The more I looked the more I longed; until the desire carried me not

simply off my feet; but on to them。



Nobody seemed to know much about my inamorata。  Indeed; those I asked

asked me; in their own want of information; why I went; and what

there was to see: of which questions; the second itself did for

answer to the first。  Why not in fact have set my heart on going to

Noto just because it was not known!  Not that it is well to believe

all the unseen to be much worth the seeing; but that I had an itching

sole to tread what others had not already effacingly betrodden。



Privately; I was delighted with the general lack of knowledge on the

subject。  It served admirably to put me in conceit with my choice;

although I will own I was rather at a loss to account for it; and I

can only explain it now by the fact that the place was so out of the

way; and not very unlike others; after all。 Being thus candid; I

ought perhaps to go a step farther and renounce the name。  But; on

the two great principles that the pursuit is itself the prize and

that the means justifies the end; I prefer to keep it。  For there was

much of interest to me by the way; and I cling to the name out of a

kind of loyalty to my own fancy。  I like to think that Xenophon felt

as much in his Anabasis; though but one book out of seven deals with

the going up; the other six being occupied with the getting safely

away again。  It is not told that Xenophon regretted his adventure。 

Certainly I am not sorry I was wedded to my idea。



To most of my acquaintance Noto was scarcely so much as a name; and

its local habitation was purely cartographic。  I found but one man

who had been there; and he had dropped down upon it; by way of harbor;

from a boat。  Some sympathetic souls; however; went so far toward it

as to ask where it was。



To the westward of Tokyo; so far west that the setting sun no longer

seems to lose itself among the mountains; but plunges for good and

all straight into the shining Nirvana of the sea; a strangely shaped

promontory makes out from the land。  It is the province of Noto;

standing alone in peninsular isolation。



It was partly in this position that the fascination lay。  Withdrawn

from its fellows; with its back to the land; it faced the glory of

the western sky; as if in virginal vision gazing out upon the deep。 

Doubly withdrawn is it; for that the coast from which it stands apart

is itself almost unvisited by Europeans;an out…of…the…world state;

in marked contrast to the shore bordering the Pacific; which is now a

curbstone on the great waterway round the earth; and incidentally

makes a happy parenthesis of promenade for the hasty globe…trotter。

The form; too; of the peninsula came in for a share in its attraction。

Its coast line was so coquettishly irregular。  If it turned its back

on the land; it stretched its hands out to the sea; only to withdraw

them again the next moment;a double invitation。  Indeed; there is

no happier linking of land to water。  The navigator in such parts

becomes himself a delightfully amphibious creature; at home in both 

elements。  Should he tire of the one; he can always take to the other。

Besides; such features in a coast suggest a certain clean…cut

character of profile;a promise; in Japan at least; rarely unkept。



To reach this topographically charming province; the main island had

to be crossed at its widest; and; owing to lofty mountain chains;

much tacking to be done to boot。  Atmospherically the distance is

even greater than afoot。  Indeed; the change in climate is like a

change in zone; for the trend of the main island at this point;

being nearly east and west; gives to the one coast a southerly

exposure; and to the other a northerly one; while the highest wall of

peaks in Japan; the Hida…Shinshiu range; shuts off most meteorological

communication。  Long after Tokyo is basking in spring; the west coast

still lies buried in deep drifts of snow。



It was my misfortune to go to this out…of…the…way spot alone。  I was

duly sensible of my commiserable state at times。  Indeed; in those

strange flashes of dual consciousness when a man sees his own

condition as if it were another's; I pitied myself right heartily;

for I hold that travel is like life in this; at least; that a

congenial companion divides the troubles and doubles the joys。

To please one's self is so much harder than to be pleased by another;

and when it comes to doubt and difficulty; there are drawbacks to

being one's own guide; philosopher; and friend。  The treatment is too

homoeopathic by half。



An excuse for a companion existed in the person of my Japanese boy;

or cook。  He had been boy to me years before; and on this return of

his former master to the land of the enlightened; he had come back to

his allegiance; promoting himself to the post of cook。  During the

journey he acted in both capacities indifferently;in one sense;

not in the other。 In addition to being capable he was willing and of

great endurance。  Besides; he was passionately fond of travel。



He knew no more about Noto than I; and at times; on the road; he could

not make out what the country folk said; for the difference in dialect;

which lack of special qualification much increased his charm as a

fellow…traveler。 He neither spoke nor understood English; of course;

and surprised me; after surprising himself; on the last day but one

of our trip; by coming out with the words 〃all right。〃 His surname;

appropriately enough; meant mountain…rice…field; and his last name

which we should call his first namewas Yejiro; or

lucky…younger…son。  Besides cooking excellently well; he made paper

plum blossoms beautifully; and once constructed a string telephone

out of his own head。  I mention these samples of accomplishment to

show that he was no mere dabbler in pots and pans。



In addition to his various culinary contrivances we took a large and

motley stock of canned food; some of his own home…made bread; and a

bottle of whiskey。  We laid in but a small supply of beer; not that

I purposed to forego that agreeable beverage; but because; in this

Europeanized age; it can be got in all the larger towns。  Indeed;

the beer brewed in Yokohama to…day ranks with the best in the world。 

It is in great demand in Tokyo; while its imported; or professedly

imported; rivals have freely percolated into the interior; so popular

with the upper and upper middle classes have malt liquors become。

Nowadays; when a Japanese thinks to go in for Capuan dissipation

regardless of expense; he treats himself to a bottle of beer。



These larder…like details are not meant to imply that I made a god of

my palate; but that otherwise my digestion would have played the

devil with me。  In Japan; to attempt to live off the country in the

country is a piece of amateur acting the average European bitterly

regrets after the play; if not during its performance。  We are not

inwardly contrived to thrive solely on rice and pickles。



It is best; too; for a journey into the interior; to take with you

your own bedding; sheets; that is; and blankets。  The bed itself

Yejiro ea
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