LETTER I

Concerning the journey. The unlawful demons invoked by

certain of the barbarians; their power and the manner of

their suppression. Suppression. The incredible obtuseness of

those who attend within tea-houses. The harmonious attitude

of a person of commerce.

Venerated Sire (at whose virtuous and well-established feet an unworthy

son now prostrates himself in spirit repeatedly),--

Having at length reached the summit of my journey, that London of which

the merchants from Canton spoke so many strange and incredible things, I

now send you filial salutations three times increased, and in accordance

with your explicit command I shall write all things to you with an

unvarnished brush, well assured that your versatile object in committing

me to so questionable an enterprise was, above all, to learn the

truth of these matters in an undeviating and yet open-headed spirit of

accuracy and toleration.

Of the perils incurred while travelling in the awe-inspiring devices by

which I was transferred from shore to shore and yet further inland,

of the utter absence of all leisurely dignity on the part of

those controlling their movements, and of the almost unnatural

self-opinionatedness which led them to persist in starting at a stated

and prearranged time, even when this person had courteously pointed

out to them by irrefutable omens that neither the day nor the hour was

suitable for the venture, I have already written. It is enough to assert

that a similar want of prudence was maintained on every occasion, and,

as a result, when actually within sight of the walls of this city, we

were involved for upwards of an hour in a very evilly-arranged yellow

darkness, which, had we but delayed for a day, as I strenuously advised

those in authority after consulting the Sacred Flat and Round Sticks, we

should certainly have avoided.

Concerning the real nature of the devices by which the ships are

propelled at sea and the carriages on land, I must still unroll a blank

mind until I can secretly, and without undue hazard, examine them more

closely. If, as you maintain, it is the work of captive demons hidden

away among their most inside parts, it must be admitted that these

usually intractable beings are admirably trained and controlled, and

I am wide-headed enough to think that in this respect we

might--not-withstanding our nine thousand years of civilised

refinement--learn something of the methods of these barbarians. The

secret, however, is jealously guarded, and they deny the existence of

any supernatural forces; but their protests may be ignored, for there

is undoubtedly a powerful demon used in a similar way by some of the

boldest of them, although its employment is unlawful. A certain kind of

chariot is used for the occupation of this demon, and those who wish

to invoke it conceal their faces within masks of terrifying design, and

cover their hands and bodies with specially prepared garments, without

which it would be fatal to encounter these very powerful spirits.

While yet among the habitations of men, and in crowded places, they are

constrained to use less powerful demons, which are lawful, but when

they reach the unfrequented paths they throw aside all restraint, and,

calling to their aid the forbidden spirit (which they do by secret

movements of the hands), they are carried forward by its agency at a

speed unattainable by merely human means. By day the demon looks forth

from three white eyes, which at night have a penetrating brilliance

equal to the fiercest glances of the Sacred Dragon in anger. If any

person incautiously stands in its way it utters a warning cry of

intolerable rage, and should the presumptuous one neglect to escape to

the roadside and there prostrate himself reverentially before it, it

seizes him by the body part and contemptuously hurls him bruised and

unrecognisable into the boundless space of the around. Frequently

the demon causes the chariot to rise into the air, and it is credibly

asserted by discriminating witnesses (although this person only sets

down as incapable of denial that which he has actually beheld) that

some have maintained an unceasing flight through the middle air for a

distance of many li. Occasionally the captive demon escapes from the

bondage of those who have invoked it, through some incautious gesture

or heretical remark on their part, and then it never fails to use them

grievously, casting them to the ground wounded, consuming the chariot

with fire, and passing away in the midst of an exceedingly debased

odour, by which it is always accompanied after the manner of our own

earth spirits.

This being, as this person has already set forth, an unlawful demon on

account of its power when once called up, and the admitted uncertainty

of its movements, those in authority maintain a stern and inexorable

face towards the practice. To entrap the unwary certain persons (chosen

on account of their massive outlines, and further protected from evil

influences by their pure and consistent habits) keep an unceasing watch.

When one of them, himself lying concealed, detects the approach of such

a being, he closely observes the position of the sun, and signals to

the other a message of warning. Then the second one, shielded by the

sanctity of his life and rendered inviolable by the nature of his

garments--his sandals alone being capable of overturning any demon from

his path should it encounter them--boldly steps forth into the road and

holds out before him certain sacred emblems. So powerful are these

that at the sight the unlawful demon confesses itself vanquished, and

although its whole body trembles with ill-contained rage, and the air

around is poisoned by its discreditable exhalation, it is devoid of

further resistance. Those in the chariot are thereupon commanded to

dismiss it, and being bound in chains they are led into the presence of

certain lesser mandarins who administer justice from a raised dais.

“Behold!” exclaims the chief of the captors, when the prisoners have

been placed in obsequious attitudes before the lesser mandarins, “thus

the matter chanced: The honourable Wang, although disguised under the

semblance of an applewoman, had discreetly concealed himself by the

roadside, all but his head being underneath a stream of stagnant water,

when, at the eighth hour of the morning, he beheld these repulsive

outcasts approaching in their chariot, carried forward by the diabolical

vigour of the unlawful demon. Although I had stationed myself several li

distant from the accomplished Wang, the chariot reached me in less than

a breathing space of time, those inside assuming their fiercest and most

aggressive attitudes, and as they came repeatedly urging the demon to

increased exertions. Their speed exceeded that of the swallow in

his hymeneal flight, all shrubs and flowers by the wayside withered

incapably at the demon’s contaminating glance, running water ceased

to flow, and the road itself was scorched at their passage, the earth

emitting a dull bluish flame. These facts, and the times and the

distances, this person has further inscribed in a book which thus

disposes of all possible defence. Therefore, O lesser mandarins, let

justice be accomplished heavily and without delay; for, as the proverb

truly says, ‘The fiercer the flame the more useless the struggles of the

victim.’”

At this point the prisoners frequently endeavour to make themselves

heard, protesting that in the distance between the concealed Wang and

the one who stands accusing them they had thrice stopped to repair their

innermost details, had leisurely partaken of food and wine, and had

also been overtaken, struck, and delayed by a funeral procession. But so

great is the execration in which these persons are held, that although

murderers by stealth, outlaws, snatchers from the body, and companies of

men who by strategy make a smaller sum of money appear to be larger, can

all freely testify their innocence, raisers of this unlawful demon

must not do so, and they are beaten on the head with chains until they

desist.

Then the lesser mandarins, raising their voices in unison, exclaim,

“The amiable Tsay-hi has reported the matter in a discreet and impartial

spirit. Hear our pronouncement: These raisers of illegal spirits

shall each contribute ten taels of gold, which shall be expended in

joss-sticks, in purifying the road which they have scorched, and in

alleviating the distress of the poor and virtuous of both sexes. The

praiseworthy Tsay-hi, moreover, shall embroider upon his sleeve an

honourable sign in remembrance of the event. Let drums now be beat, and

our verdict loudly proclaimed throughout the province.”

These things, O my illustrious father (although on account of my

contemptible deficiencies of style much may seem improbable to your

all-knowing mind), these things I write with an unbending brush; for

I set down only that which I have myself seen, or read in their own

printed records. Doubtless it will occur to one of your preternatural

intelligence that our own system of administering justice, whereby the

person who can hire the greater number of witnesses is reasonably held

to be in the right, although perhaps not absolutely infallible, is in

every way more convenient; but, as it is well said, “To the blind, night

is as acceptable as day.”

Henceforth you will have no hesitation in letting it be known throughout

Yuen-ping that these foreign barbarians do possess secret demons, in

spite of their denials. Doubtless I shall presently discover others no

less powerful.

With honourable distinction this person has at length grasped the

essential details of the spoken language here--not sufficiently well,

indeed, to make himself understood on most occasions, or even to

understand others, but enough to perceive clearly when he fails to

become intelligible or when they experience a like difficulty with him.

Upon an earlier occasion, before he had made so much progress, being one

day left to his own resources, and feeling an internal lack, he entered

what appeared to be a tea-shop of reputable demeanour, and, seating

himself at one of the little marble tables, he freely pronounced the

carefully-learned word “rice” to the attending nymph. To put aside all

details of preparation (into which, indeed, this person could not

enter) he waved his hand gracefully, at the same time smiling with an

expression of tolerant acquiescence, as of one who would say that what

was good enough to be cooked and offered by so entrancing a maiden

was good enough to be eaten by him. After remaining in unruffled

tranquillity for the full portion of an hour, and observing that no

other person around had to wait above half that period, this one began

to perceive that the enterprise was not likely to terminate in a

manner satisfactory to himself; so that, leaving this place with a few

well-chosen phrases of intolerable regret in his own tongue, he entered

another, and conducted himself in a like fashion.... Towards evening,

with an unperturbed exterior, but materially afflicted elsewhere, this

person seated himself within the eleventh tea-shop, and, pointing first

towards his own constituents of digestion, then at the fire, and

lastly in an upward direction, thereby signified to any not of stunted

intellect that he had reached such a condition of mind and body that he

was ready to consume whatever the ruling deities were willing to allot,

whether boiled, baked, roast, or suspended from a skewer. In this

resolve nothing would move him, until--after many maidens had approached

with outstretched hands and gestures of despair--there presently entered

a person wearing the helmet of a warrior and the manner of a high

official, who spoke strongly, yet persuasively, of the virtues of

immediate movement and a quiet and reposeful bearing.

Assuredly a people who devote so little attention to the study of food,

and all matters connected with it, must inevitably remain barbaric,

however skilfully they may feign a superficial refinement. It is said,

although I do not commit this matter to my own brush, that among them

are more books composed on subjects which have no actual existence

than on cooking, and, incredible as it may appear, to be exceptionally

round-bodied confers no public honour upon the individual. Should a

favourable occasion present itself, there are many who do not scruple to

jest upon the subject of food, or, what is incalculably more depraved,

upon the scarcity of it.

Nevertheless, there are exceptions of a highly distinguished radiance.

Among these must be accounted one into whose presence this person was

recently led by our polished and harmonious friend Quang-Tsun, the

merchant in tea and spices. This versatile person, whose business-name

is spoken of as Jones Bob-Jones, is worthy of all benignant respect,

and in a really enlightened country would doubtless be raised to a

more exalted position than that of a breaker of outsides (an occupation

difficult to express adequately in the written language of a country

where it is unknown), for his face is like the sun setting in the time

of harvest, his waist garment excessive, and the undoubted symmetry of

his middle portions honourable in the extreme. So welcome in my eyes,

after witnessing an unending stream of concave and attenuated barbarian

ghosts, was the sight of these perfections of Jones Bob-Jones, that

instead of the formal greeting of this Island--the unmeaning “How do

you do it?”--I shook hands cordially with myself, and exclaimed

affectionately in our own language, “Illimitable felicities! How is your

stomach?”

“Well,” replied Jones Bob-Jones, after Quang-Tsun had interpreted this

polite salutation to his understanding, “since you mention it, that’s

just the trouble; but I’m going on pretty well, thanks. I’ve tried most

of the advertised things, and now my doctor has put me practically on a

bread-and-water course--clear soup, boiled fish, plain joint, no sweets,

a crumb of cheese, and a bare three glasses of Hermitage.”

During this amiable remark (of which, as it is somewhat of a technical

nature, I was unable to grasp the contained significance until the

agreeable Quang-Tsun had subsequently repeated it several times for my

retention), I maintained a consistent expression of harmonious agreement

and gratified esteem (suitable, I find, for all like occasions), and

then, judging from the sympathetic animation of Jones Bob-Jones’s

countenance, that it had not improbably been connected with food,

I discreetly introduced the subject of sea-snails, preserved in the

essence of crushed peaches, by courteously inquiring whether he had ever

partaken of such a delicacy.

“No,” replied the liberal-minded person, when--encouraged by the

protruding eagerness of his eyes at the mention of the viand--I had

further spoken of the refined flavour of the dish, and explained the

manner of its preparation. “I can’t say that I have, but it sounds

uncommonly good--something like turtle, I should imagine. I’ll see if

they can get it for me at Pimm’s.”

This filial tribute goes by a trusty hand, in the person of one Ki Nihy,

who is shortly committing himself to the protection of his ancestors

and the voracity of the unbounded Bitter Waters; and with brightness

and gold it will doubtless reach you in the course of twelve or eighteen

moons. The superstitious here, this person may describe, when they wish

to send messages from one to another, inscribe upon the outer cover a

written representation of the one whose habitation they require, and

after affixing a small paper talisman, drop it into a hole in the

nearest wall, in the hope that it may be ultimately conveyed to the

appointed spot, either by the services of the charitably-disposed

passer-by, or by the intervention of the beneficent deities.

With a multiplicity of greetings and many abject expressions of a

conscious inferiority, and attested by an unvarying thumb-mark.

KONG HO.

(Effete branch of a pure and magnanimous trunk.)

To Kong Ah-Paik, reclining beneath the sign of the Lead Tortoise, in a

northerly direction beyond the Lotus Beds outside the city of Yuen-ping.

The Middle Flowery Kingdom.

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