I must tell you the best tea in Japan grows here at a place nearby

called Uji. We had that tea after a lecture in the city hall. It is

strong to the danger point, and has a flavor unlike anything else. An

acid like lemon and no bitter at all; leaves a smooth pleasant taste

something like dry sherry, and is generally delicious. It costs at least

ten yen a pound here, but I shall get some to take home. Very good

ordinary tea here costs fifteen sen a pound, seven and a half cents.

KYOTO, April 22.

To-day we were taken visiting schools--first a Boys' High school, then

an elementary school which had an American flag along with the Japanese

over the door in our honor, and which was awfully nice. The children did

lots of cunning stunts for us, one little kid beating the Japanese drum

for their rhythmic marching, which they are good at. Then a textile

school for textile design, weaving and dyeing, which for some

unexplained reason was bad and poorly attended. The machines were old,

German and out of date. In fact, it all looked as if it had been worked

off on them second hand by some Germans who didn't want them ever to

amount to anything. All of the best work here is still done by hand,

although they have good electric power developed from the water they

have. Then we went to a Girls' High School, combined with a college for

girls, preparing teachers for the regular high schools. The elite of

Kyoto go there, and it, like the other schools, was very nice and good.

They specialize in domestic science and we ate a fine Japanese lunch

they had prepared. All this, like most our other trips, in the mayor's

car.

This is really a country where the scholar is looked up to and not down

upon. In virtue of having lectured at the Imperial University I am "Your

Excellency" officially. Osaka city does not wish to be outdone by Kyoto,

so I am to lecture to the teachers there, and the city is to provide for

us at the hotel, and the mayor to give us a banquet there. Of course,

Mamma is the only woman present, as it would not occur to them to invite

their own wives. Foreign women are expected, however, to do strange

things, and they are very polite to them. The geisha women seem to be

about the only ones who have an all-around education--not of the book

type, but in the sense of knowing about things and being able and

willing to talk--and I think the men go to these banquets and talk to

them because they are tired of their too obeyful wives and their

overdocility. One woman at the banquet we went to was known as the

Singing Butterfly, and has the name Constitution as a nickname, because

of her supposed interest in politics, especially on the liberal side.

When we heard that she had been in prison because of her interest in

politics, we sat up and took notice, but it turned out that it was for

bribing voters to vote for a man she was interested in. But she is a

local celebrity all right, and her stay in prison had evidently added to

her interest and prestige.

April 28, on the _Kumano Maru_.

En Route to China.

The lecture yesterday was a success, going off rather better than the

others. It was in a school hall and they are always beautiful rooms. I

was entertained during its two hours of duration by watching a splendid

pink azalea and a pine on either side of the desk. They are each about

five feet high and of the most lovely shape, and there were about a

thousand blossoms on this azalea. We know but very little about dwarfed

trees and shrubs in our country as the specimens we see are very small

ones and inferior in shape and interest to those we see here. They are

everywhere, each little shop has in the midst of its mess of second hand

or cheap new things a charming little peach or plum, pine, azalea, or

redberry. In a hot house we saw a tree that had two plums on it, and we

frequently see tiny orange trees covered with fruit. The white peach is

one of the loveliest things in the world, double blossoms like roses,

and is entirely artificially produced.

The smoke has lifted and we are seeing the hills of the shore very well.

On the other side of the ship we see the Island of Awaji, so we are now

between the two islands and it is much like the Thousand Islands in the

St. Lawrence River. I suppose this is the entrance to the Inland Sea. It

is partly clear and the land is so close it is easy to see. There are

many Japanese ladies on board with their husbands and they seem to enjoy

it. With their faces white with rice powder and their purple color in

their haoris they are pretty, and especially here where they do not feel

the necessity of covering the obi with haori so they look less

humpbacked than in fashionable Tokyo. Their footwear I love, only, of

course, it holds them still more to the conventional position as it

leaves the legs bare above the ankle, and they must walk so as not to

show that as well as not to disturb the lap of the kimona down the

front. But the tabi feel like bare feet on account of the division of

the big toe from the other toes, and as soon as you put them on you feel

as if the toes were really made to use, and the foot clings as you walk.

I am taking a set of cotton kimonas to China so as to have them to wear

in my room with the tabi on hot days. Without the obi the dress becomes

quite cool if made of thin material. The thin silk, which is practically

transparent, is one of the most beautiful things in Japanese weaving, as

it is still firm enough to keep its shape and wear for years.

The dress of the geisha is very like the ceremonial dress of the lady,

especially when black with decorations at the bottom. The little girls

are very touching, many of them are not over eight or nine, and they

wear the elaborate dress and coiffure which is theirs for the part. In

cherry season it is bright peacock blue. In Osaka the decorations were

butterflies in colors and gold. The samisen players are older and they

dress more plainly in black or plain blue, the drum players are young

and gay colored. The teeth of the little girls are so bad that I asked

if they blackened them. The dances are lovely poetical things with

themes of the most delicate subjects. There is never anything coarse

either in the thought or the execution. They say the geisha is the most

unselfish person in the world. Perhaps that might be said for all the

women. They do their hard work and keep themselves out of sight to a

degree that shows the pain there must be in it. When I was asked what I

thought of them I answered that I thought Japanese women were not

appreciated for what they did. They said, "No, that is not so, we do not

show it but we appreciate them in our hearts."

SHANGHAI, May 1.

We have slept one night in China, but we haven't any first impressions,

because China hasn't revealed itself to our eyes as yet. We compared

Shanghai to Detroit, Michigan, and except that there is less coal smoke,

the description hits it off. This is said to be literally an

international city, but I haven't learned yet just what the technique

is; every country seems to have its own post office though, and its own

front-door yard, and when we were given a little auto ride yesterday, we

found that the car couldn't go into Chinatown because it had no license

for that district.

I shall be interested to find out whether in this really old country

they talk about "ages eternal" as freely as they do in Japan; the

authentic history of the latter begins about 500 A.D., their mythical

history 500 B.C., but still it is a country which has endured during

myriads of ages. In spite of the fact that they kept the emperors shut

up for a thousand years, and killed them off and changed them about with

great ease and complacency, the children are all taught, and they repeat

in books for foreigners, that the rule of Japan has been absolutely

unbroken. Of course, they get to believing these things themselves, not

exactly intellectually but emotionally and practically, and it would be

worth any teacher's position for him to question any of their patriotic

legends in print. However, they say that in their oral lectures, the

professors of history of the universities criticise these legends. In

the higher elementary school we visited in Osaka, we saw five classes in

history and ethics, in each of which the Emperor was under

discussion--sometimes _the_ Emperor and what he had done for the

country, and sometimes _an_ Emperor in particular. Apparently this

religion has been somewhat of a necessity, as the country was so divided

and split up, they had practically nothing else to unite on--the Emperor

became a kind of symbol of united and modern Japan. But this worship is

going to be an Old Man of the Sea on their backs. They say the

elementary school teachers are about the most fanatical patriots of the

country. More than one has been burned or allowed the children to be

burned while he rescued the portrait of the Emperor when there was a

fire. They must take it out in patriotism in lieu of salary; they don't

get a living wage, now that the cost of living has gone up.

SHANGHAI, May 2.

We have been taken in hand by a reception committee of several Chinese

gentlemen, mostly returned American students. The "returned student" is

a definite category here, and if and when China gets on its feet, the

American university will have a fair share of the glory to its credit.

They took us to see a Chinese cotton spinning and weaving factory. There

is not even the pretense at labor laws here that there is in Japan.

Children six years of age are employed, not many though, and the wages

of the operatives in the spinning department, mainly women, is thirty

cents a day, at the highest thirty-two cents Mex. In the weaving

department they have piece work and get up to forty cents.

I will tell you something of what we had to eat in one small afternoon.

First, lunch of all courses here at the hotel. Then we went to the

newspaper where we had tea and cake at about four. From there to the

house of the daughter of a leading statesman of the Manchus, she being a

lady of small feet and ten children, who has offered a prize for the

best essay on the ways to stop concubinage, which they call the whole

system of plural marriage. They say it is quite unchanged among the

rich. There we were given a tea of a rare sort, unknown in our

experience. Two kinds of meat pies which are made in the form of little

cakes and quite peculiar in taste, delicious; also cake. Then after we

went to the restaurant where we were to have dinner. First we got into

the wrong hotel and there, while we were waiting, they gave us tea. We

were struck by the fact that they asked for nothing when we left, and

thanked us for coming to the wrong place. Then we went to the right

hotel across the street from the first. They called it the corner of

Broadway and 42nd Street, and it is that. There is a big roof garden

besides the hotels, and they are both run by the Department stores which

have their places underneath. It may be a sad commentary on the human

character that one can eat more than one can remember, but that is what

we did last night. First of all we went into the room which was all

Chinese furniture; very small round table in the middle and the rows of

stools along one side for the singing girls, who do not dance here.

Those stools were not used, as all the young Chinese are ashamed of that

institution and want to get rid of it. On a side table were almonds

shelled, nice little ones, different from ours and very sweet. Beside

them were dried watermelon seeds which were hard to crack and so I did

not taste them. All the Chinese nibbled them with relish. Two ladies

came, both of them had been in New York to study. All these people speak

and understand English in earnest. On the table were little pieces of

sliced ham, the famous preserved eggs which taste like hard-boiled eggs

and look like dark-colored jelly, and little dishes of sweets, shrimps,

etc. To these we helped ourselves with the chop sticks, though they

insisted on giving us little plates on which they spooned out some of

each. Then followed such a feast as we had never experienced, the boys

taking off one dish after another and replacing them with others in the

center of the table, to which we helped ourselves. There was no special

attempt at display of fine dishes such as you might have expected with

such cooking and such expense, and such as would have happened in Japan.

We had chicken and duck and pigeon and veal and pigeon eggs and soup and

fish and little oysters that grow in the ground (very delicious and

delicate) and nice little vegetables and bamboo sprouts mixed in with

the others, and we had shrimps cooked, and shark's fin and bird's nest

(this has no taste at all and is a sort of very delicate soup, but costs

a fortune and that is its real reason for being). It is gelatine which

almost all dissolves in the cooking. We had many more things than these,

and the boy in a dirty white coat and an old cap on his head passing

round the hot perfumed wet towels every few courses, and for dessert we

had little cakes made of bean paste filled up with almond paste and

other sweets, all very elaborately made, and works of art to look at,

but with too little taste to appeal much to us; then we had fruits,

bananas and apples and pears, cut up in pieces, each with a toothpick in

it so it can be eaten easily. Then we had a soup made of fish's stomach,

or air sac. Then we had a pudding of the most delicious sort imaginable,

made of a mold of rice filled in with eight different symbolic things

that I don't know anything about, but they don't cut much part in the

taste. In serving this dish we were first given a little bowl half full

of a sauce thickened and looking like a milk sauce. It was really made

of powdered almonds. Into this you put the pudding, and it is so good

that I regretted all that had gone before, and I am going to learn how

to make it.

SHANGHAI, May 3.

Some one told us when we were on the boat that the Japanese cared

everything for what people thought of them, and the Chinese cared

nothing. Making comparisons is a favorite, if dangerous, indoor sport.

The Chinese are noisy, not to say boisterous, easy-going and dirty--and

quite human in general effect. They are much bigger than the Japanese,

and frequently very handsome from any point of view. The most surprising

thing is the number of those who look not merely intelligent but

intellectual among the laborers, such as some of the hotel waiters and

attendants. Our waiter is a rather feminine, ultra refined type, and

might be a poet. I noticed quite a number of the same Latin quarter

Paris type of artists among the teachers whom I addressed to-day. The

Japanese impressions are gradually sinking into perspective with

distance, and it is easy to see that the same qualities that make them

admirable are also the ones that irritate you. That they should have

made what they have out of that little and mountainous island is one of

the wonders of the world, but everything in themselves is a little

overmade, there seems to be a rule for everything, and admiring their

artistic effects one also sees how near art and the artificial are

together. So it is something of a relaxation to get among the easy-going

once more. Their slouchiness, however, will in the end get on one's

nerves quite as much as the "eternal" attention of the Japanese. One

more generalization borrowed from one of our Chinese friends here, and

I'm done. "The East economizes space and the West time"--that also is

much truer than most epigrams.

SHANGHAI, May 4.

I have seen a Chinese lady, small feet and all. We took dinner with her.

She did not come into the room until after dinner was over, having been

in the kitchen cooking it while the servant brought things in. She has

one of those placid faces which are round and plump and quite beautiful

in a way, a pretty complexion, and of course a slow, rocking, hobbling

way of walking. Yesterday after the lecture we went there again and she

showed us all over her flat. It is well kept, with not many conveniences

from our point of view, but I think it is regarded as quite modern here.

It has a staircase, and a little roof where they dry clothes or sit. The

bath is a tin tub, warmed by carrying water from the little stove like

our little laundry stoves. It has an outlet pipe to the ground, no

sewers as usual in the Orient. The kitchen has a little stove of iron

set up on boxes and they burn small pieces of wood. It has three

compartments, two big shallow iron pots for roasting and boiling and a

deep one in the middle for keeping the hot water for tea. Only two fires

are needed as the heat from the two end fires does for the water in the

middle.

There is no doubt that the Chinese are a sociable people if given a

chance. Of course, men like the husband of our hostess are the extreme

of ability and advanced ideas here. But it is remarkable that he shows

us things as they are. When we visited schools he did not arrange in

advance because he did not want us to see a fixed up program. When we

went out to lunch he took us to a Chinese place where no foreigners ever

go.

Yesterday we went to a department store to buy some gloves and garters.

Gloves were Keyser's, imported, so were the stockings, so were the

garters and suspenders, etc. The gloves were from $1 to $1.60 and the

suspenders were a dollar. I bought some silk, sixteen inches wide, for

fifty cents a yard. The store was messy and the floors dirty, but it is

a popular place for the Chinese. We paid three dollars for a book marked

1sh. 6p. in England, and everything here is like that. Gloves and

stockings are made in Japan, and good and cheap there; fine silken

stockings $1.60 a pair. But still the Chinese do not buy of them, but

from America. We have visited a cotton mill. The Chinese cotton and silk

are now inferior, owing to lack of scientific production and of proper

care of seed. In weaving, they sometimes mix their cotton with ours.

SHANGHAI, Monday, May 12.

The Peking tempest seems to have subsided for the present, the

Chancellor still holding the fort, and the students being released. The

subsidized press said this was due in part to the request of the

Japanese that the school-boy pranks be looked upon indulgently.

According to the papers, the Japanese boycott is spreading, but the ones

we see doubt if the people will hold out long enough--meanwhile Japanese

money is refused here.

The East is an example of what masculine civilization can be and do. The

trouble I should say is that the discussions have been confined to the

subjection of the women as if that were a thing affecting the women

only. It is my conviction that not merely the domestic and educational

backwardness of China, but the increasing physical degeneration and the

universal political corruption and lack of public spirit, which make

China such an easy mark, is the result of the condition of women. There

is the same corruption in Japan only it is organized; there seems to be

an alliance between two groups of big capitalists and the two leading

political "parties." There the very great public spirit is nationalistic

rather than social, that is, it is patriotism rather than public spirit

as we understand it. So while Japan is strong where China is weak, there

are corresponding defects there because of the submission of women--and

the time will come when the hidden weakness will break Japan down. Here

are two items from the Chinese side. A missionary spoke to Christian

Chinese about spending the time Sunday, making chiefly the point that it

was a good time for family reunions and family readings, conversation

and the like. One of them said that they would be bored to death if they

had to spend the whole day with their wives. Then we are told that the

rich women--who have of course much less liberty in getting out than the

poorer class women--spend their time among themselves gambling. It is

universally believed that the attempt to support a number of wives

extravagantly is one of the chief sources of political corruption. On

the other hand, at one of the political protest meetings in Peking a

committee of twelve was appointed to go to the officials and four of

them were women. In Japan women are forbidden to attend any meetings

where politics are discussed, and the law is strictly enforced. There

are many more Chinese women studying in America than there are

Japanese--in part, perhaps, because of the lack of higher schools for

girls here, but also because they don't have to give up marriage here

when they get an education--in fact we are told they are in especial

demand not only among the men who have studied abroad, but among the

millionaires. Certainly the educated ones here are much more advanced on

the woman question than in Japan.

"You never can tell" is the coat of arms of China. The Chancellor of the

University was forced out on the evening of the eighth by the cabinet,

practically under threat of assassination; also soldiers (bandits) were

brought into the city and the University surrounded, so to save the

University rather than himself, he left--nobody knows where. The release

of the students was sent out by telegraph, but they refused to allow

this to become known. It seems this Chancellor was more the intellectual

leader of the liberals than I had realized, and the government had

become really afraid of him. He has only been there two years, and

before that the students had never demonstrated politically and now they

are the leaders of the new movement. So of course the government will

put in a reactionary, and the students will leave and all the honest

teachers resign. Perhaps the students will go on strike all over China.

But you never can tell.

Tuesday A.M.

Ex-President Sun Yat Sen is a philosopher, as I found out last night

during dinner with him. He has written a book, to be published soon,

saying that the weakness of the Chinese is due to their acceptance of

the statement of an old philosopher, "To know is easy, to act is

difficult." Consequently they did not like to act and thought it was

possible to get a complete theoretical understanding, while the strength

of the Japanese was that they acted even in ignorance and went ahead and

learned by their mistakes; the Chinese were paralyzed by fear of making

a mistake in action. So he has written a book to prove to his people

that action is really easier than knowledge.

The American sentiment here hopes that the Senate will reject the treaty

because it virtually completes the turning over of China to Japan. I

will only mention two things said in the conversation. Japan already has

more troops, namely twenty-three divisions, under arms in China than she

has in Japan, Japanese officered Chinese, and her possession of

Manchurian China is already complete. They have lent China two hundred

millions to be used in developing this army and extending it. They

offered China, according to the conversation at dinner, to lend her two

million a month for twenty years for military purposes. Japan figured

the war would last till '21 or '22, and had proposed an offensive and

defensive alliance to Germany, Japan to supply its trained Chinese army,

and Germany to turn over to Japan the Allies' concessions and colonies

in China. As an evidence of good faith, Germany had already offered to

Japan its own Chinese territory, and it was the communication of this

fact to Great Britain which induced the latter to sign the secret pact

agreeing to turn over German possessions to Japan, when the peace was

made. These men are not jingoists; they think they know what they are

talking about, and they have good sources of knowledge. Some of these

statements are known facts--like the size of the army and the two

hundred million loan--but of course I can't guarantee them. But I'm

coming to the opinion that it might be well worth while to reject the

treaty on the ground that it involved the recognition of secret treaties

and secret diplomacy. On the other hand, a genuine League of

Nations--one with some vigor--is the only salvation I can see of the

whole Eastern situation, and it is infinitely more serious than we

realize at home. If things drift on five or ten years more, the world

will have a China under Japanese military domination--barring two

things--Japan will collapse in the meantime under the strain, or Asia

will be completely Bolshevikized, which I think is about fifty-fifty

with a Japanized-Militarized China. European diplomacy here, which of

course dominates America, is completely futile. England does everything

with reference to India, and they all temporize and drift and take what

are called optimistic long-run views and quarrel among themselves, and

Japan alone knows what it wants and comes after it.

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