CHAPTER XI

_A Japanese Meal--Other Meals--Smoking and the Duty on

Cigars--Japanese Music--Geisha Dancing--What Is a Geisha?--Their

Refinement--Autumn Leaves--Filial Piety and Certain Horrors

Thereof_

As the luncheon at the Maple Club was my first meal in the Japanese

style I had not realized the volume of such a repast. I ate too much of

the first few courses, and as a result found myself unable to partake of

the last two thirds of the feast. The amount of food was simply

stupendous. I might have realized this in advance, and governed myself

accordingly, had I looked at the menu. But I failed to do so until

driven to it by my surprise as course after course was served. This was

the bill of fare:

FIRST TABLE

_Hors d'oeuvres--Vegetables_

_Soup--terrapin with quail eggs and onions_

_Baked fish with sea-hedgehog paste_

_Raw fish with horseradish and eutrema root_

_Fried prawns and deep-sea eels_

_Duck, fish-cake and vegetables in egg soup, steamed_

_Roast duck with relishes_

When this much had been served the nesans took up the little tables from

in front of us and went trooping out of the room. As I had already eaten

what amounted to about three normal dinners, I concluded that the meal

was over, but not so. In they came again bearing other little lacquered

tables of the same pattern as the first, but slightly smaller;

whereupon, as it seemed to me, an entire second luncheon was served. The

menu was as follows:

SECOND TABLE

_Hors d'oeuvres--Vegetables_

_Fish consommé_

_Grilled eels_

_Rice_

_Pickled vegetables_

_Fruits_

I am told that indigestion is a prevalent ailment of the Japanese, and

as regards prosperous persons who do no hard physical work I can readily

believe it. The toiling coolie is the only man in Japan who might

reasonably be expected to digest an elaborate Japanese meal, and he, of

course, never gets one, but subsists almost entirely upon a diet of rice

and fish.

Though some Japanese dishes are found palatable by Americans there are

many things we miss in the Japanese cuisine. It lacks variety.

Breakfast, luncheon, and dinner are composed of about the same dishes.

The divers well-cooked vegetables which form such an important part of

our diet are entirely absent from theirs, nor do they have stewed

fruits, salads, sweets, or the numerous meats to which we are

accustomed.

Of their best-known table delicacies it may be said that grilled eels

with rice are very good; that the pink fish, the flesh of which is eaten

raw, is pleasing to the eye and by no means unpalatable when dipped in

the accompanying _shoyu_, a brown sauce not unlike Worcestershire, made

from soy beans; that though they have no cream soups, some of their

soups are pleasant to the taste, albeit they have the peculiarity of

being either thin and watery on the one hand, or of the consistency of

custard on the other; that bamboo shoots are rather tough, lily roots

sweet and succulent, and quail eggs delicious. The Japanese, by the way,

domesticate the quail for its eggs, regard the cow not as a milch animal

but as a beast of burden, and cultivate the cherry tree not for its

fruit but for its flower.

The diet of ancient Japan was even less varied than that of to-day, for

more than a thousand years ago the Japanese became vegetarians, and for

some centuries thereafter adhered scrupulously to the Buddhistic

injunction against killing living creatures. For several hundred years

they even abjured fish, but by degrees they have fallen away from the

strict observance of the vegetarian doctrine, until to-day a Japanese

who is at all sophisticated will thoroughly enjoy a dinner in the

European style, beef and all. Indeed many of those who have travelled

abroad and acquired a taste for foreign cookery make it a point to have

at least one of their daily meals prepared in the foreign fashion.

Government officials or wealthy cosmopolitans who entertain on a large

scale usually do so in the European manner. A banquet at the Imperial

Hotel in Tokyo is much like a banquet in New York, and one at the

Bankers' Club is even more so, except that the meal itself is likely to

be better than at our banquets. To dine with a large gathering at the

Peers' Club is like dining at some great club or official residence in

Paris; while as for the cocktail hour at the Tokyo Club, I cannot

imagine anything in the world more completely and delightfully

international.

An important part of the equipment for a meal in the pure Japanese style

is a smoker's outfit, consisting of a tray on which stands a small urn

of live charcoal, and a bamboo vase with a little water in it--the

former for lighting the tobacco, the latter a receptacle for ashes. The

native smoke is a tiny pipe, called a two-and-a-half-puff pipe, with a

bowl as small as a child's thimble. Finely shredded Japanese tobacco is

smoked in this pipe, which is used by men and women alike, and the

constant refilling and relighting of it seem to figure as a part of the

pleasure of smoking. The Japanese smoke cigarettes also, and cigars, but

the tobacco industry of Japan, like that of France, is a government

monopoly, with the result that, as in France, good cigarettes and cigars

are difficult to obtain.

A visit to a government tobacco factory left me with the impression

that, from the point of view of management, mechanical equipment, and

perhaps also labour conditions, the plant would compare not unfavourably

with some large tobacco manufactories in our own Southern States; but as

to the product of this factory, the best of which I sampled, I can

pretend to no enthusiasm. Japanese tobacco goes well enough in the

little native pipes, but it does not make good cigarettes or cigars, and

even the cigarettes made of blended tobaccos, or from pure Virginia or

Egyptian leaves, would hardly satisfy a critical taste. Cigars made in

Japan are uniformly poor, like the government-made cigars of France, but

whereas in France it is possible to buy a good imported Havana, I found

none for sale in Japan. One reason for this is that the duty on cigars

is 355 per cent., so that only a millionaire can afford good Havanas.

* * * * *

Whether because the enormous luncheon at the Maple Club left me in a

stupor, or because my mind could not adjust itself quickly to

appreciation of an unfamiliar and extremely curious art, I did not find

myself enchanted by the shrill falsetto singing of the geisha musicians,

or the strange sounds they evoked from the samisen, fife and drums, as

they accompanied the dancers.

The native Japanese music, with its crude five-tone scale, is

demonstrably inferior to that of Western peoples. To the foreign ear it

is unmelodious, even barbarous, and yet I must say for it that the more

I heard it the more I felt in it a kind of weird appeal--an appeal not

to the ear but to the imagination. Even now, when I am far away from

Japan, a note or two struck on a guitar, a mandolin, or a ukulele, in

imitation of the samisen, conjures up vivid pictures in my mind. I see a

narrow geisha street, with a musician seated in an upper window, or I

get a vision of a geisha dancer arrayed in brilliant silks, posturing,

fan in hand, against a background of gold screens, in the exquisitely

chaste simplicity of a Japanese teahouse room. The sound that evokes the

picture is not harmonious, but the picture itself is harmonious beyond

expression.

One thing that sometimes makes the stranger in Japan slow to appreciate

the dancing of geisha, is the very fact that it is called dancing; for

the term suggests to us a picture of Pavlowa poised like a swiftly

flying bird, or Genée looking like a bisque doll and spinning on one

toe. Dancing, to us, means, first of all, rhythm. We look for rhythm in

a geisha dance, and failing to find it--at least in the sense in which

we understand the meaning of the word--we are baffled. It is only one

more case of preconception as a barrier to just appreciation.

Many travellers, and at least one author who has written a book on

Japan, have made the mistake of confusing geisha with prostitutes. This

is a gigantic error. The error is kept alive by ricksha coolies who,

understanding that it is a common mistake of foreigners, often use the

term "geisha house" as meaning an establishment of altogether different

character. A geisha house is in fact simply a house in which geisha live

under the charge of the master or mistress to whom they are bound by

contract or indenture. Geisha are booked through exchanges and meet

their patrons at restaurants or teahouses. When not on duty they are

private citizens, and it would be considered the height of vulgarity for

a man to call upon a geisha at the geisha house, however innocent the

purpose of his call.

A further reason for the erroneous idea of what a geisha is, lies in the

fact that Western civilization has no equivalent class. Geisha

correspond more nearly to cabaret entertainers than to any other class

we have, yet even here there is no real parallel. It is not customary in

Japan--except in foreign-style hotels--to dine in public. If a man be

alone in a hotel he dines by himself in his room, save that the little

nesans who serve him will try to make themselves agreeable and that the

proprietor may do the same. Or if a man gives a luncheon or a dinner

party at a restaurant he will have a private room. Therefore, under the

Japanese system, there is never a general assemblage of persons,

strangers to one another, who may be entertained as a body while they

are dining. Thus the geisha is a private entertainer, and in order that

the most desirable geisha may be secured it is customary to make

arrangements for a luncheon or dinner several days in advance. This is

usually done through the proprietor of the restaurant, who is told the

names of the geisha the host desires to summon, and who notifies them

through the local geisha exchange.

Men who frequently lunch and dine out naturally become acquainted with

many geisha, and have their preferences; and if a host knows that one of

his guests particularly likes a certain geisha he will generally try to

arrange to have her at his party.

There are three classes of geisha. Those of the best class frequently

have good incomes. They are often given large presents by their wealthy

patrons, and many of them are the mistresses of men of means, who

sometimes take them off on week-end outings and spend a great deal of

money on them.

However this may be, a geisha of the first class is a creature of

exquisite refinement of manner, and there is about her not the faintest

suggestion of coarseness. She will be friendly, even pleasantly

familiar, but never, in public, is she guilty of the slightest

impropriety. I have been to many gay parties in Japan, but I have never

seen a geisha or her patron behave in a way that would shock the most

fastidious American lady. Naturally the situation is somewhat different

among low-class Japanese and the geisha they patronize. There are vulgar

geisha to entertain vulgar men. But even a low-class geisha, if sent for

in an emergency to entertain a man of taste, will often be sufficiently

clever to adjust herself to the situation.

During the meal the geisha will sit before or beside the gentleman she

is designated to entertain, chatting with him, amusing him and serving

him with saké. Afterward she will join the other geisha in giving an

entertainment, the part she takes in this depending upon her special

talent, which may be for singing, playing, or dancing. Pretty young

geisha are most often dancers, while those who are older are generally

musicians. Also there are some geisha who are merely bright and pleasing

and who succeed without other accomplishments. The host, making up a

party, selects his geisha with these various requirements in mind, so

that his whole company of geisha will be well balanced.

Foreigners are generally most taken with the little dancing girls, or

maiko, who are mere children, and who with their sweet, bright, happy

little faces, and their bewitchingly brilliant flowered-silk costumes,

are altogether fascinating. Once at a party in a great house in Tokyo I

saw a score of these little creatures scampering down a broad flight of

stairs, making a picture that was like nothing so much as a mass of

autumn leaves blown by a high wind.

These children are in effect apprentices who are being schooled in the

geisha's arts. Often they are in this occupation because their parents

have sold them into it as a means of raising money. With the older

geisha it is frequently the same. The Japanese teaching of filial piety

makes it incumbent upon a daughter to become a geisha, or even a

prostitute, to relieve the financial distress of her parents. In either

case she goes under contract for a term of years--usually three.

A girl who is refined, pretty, and talented can raise a sum in the

neighbourhood of a thousand dollars by becoming a geisha, but if she is

not sufficiently talented or attractive to be a geisha, her next

resource is the "nightless city." The opening to women of professional

and commercial opportunities should tend to improve this situation.

I am told that geisha and the little dancing girls are generally kindly

treated by the geisha-masters, and the gaiety they exhibit leads me to

conclude that this is true. The little dancers, in particular, want but

slight encouragement to become as playful as kittens.

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