CHAPTER XIX.

IN CHINA AND JAPAN.

At Penang, in the Spice Islands, the verge of the Flowery Kingdom

seemed to have been reached. "We might say that that land had bloomed

over its own borders, and its blossoms had fallen here.... Nearly the

entire population of this island, 125,000 in all, are Chinese." At

Singapore, the town of lions, he met an American hunter named Carroll,

who lived with the natives and had won fame as a dead shot.

Fortunately for humanity, that contests with the aboriginal beasts a

possession of this part of the earth, the leonine fathers frequently

devour their cubs, else the earth would be overrun with the lions.

Seventeen days on the _Clan Alpine_ passed by, and then, on the 10th

of June, the captain pointed out the "Asses' Ears," two black specks

on the distant horizon, which gave them their first glimpse of China.

On Saturday afternoon, Mrs. Coffin had the pleasure of being told, by

the healthy-looking captain of the sampan or boat by which they were

to get ashore, that she was "a red-faced foreign devil." This was a

Chinese woman, of thirty-five or forty, who commanded the craft. The

next day, Sunday, they went to church in sedan-chairs, and sat under

the punkas or swinging-fans, which cooled the air. On Monday, while

going around with, or calling upon, the missionaries Preston, Kerr,

and Parker, the Americans who had a sense of the value of minutes

found that the "Chinese are an old people. Their empire is finished,

their civilization complete, and time is a drug." The walls of the

great Roman Catholic Cathedral, costing over four million dollars,

were then but half-way up.

Being a true Christian, without cant or guile, Carleton, as a matter

of course, was a warm friend of the missionaries, and always sought

them out to visit and cheer them. He rarely became their guest, or

accepted hospitality under the roofs either of American consuls or

missionaries, lest critics might say his views were colored by the

glasses of others. He would have his own mind and opinions judicial.

Nevertheless, he knew that those who knew the language of the people

were good guides and helpers to intelligent impressions. In Shanghai

he met Messrs. Yates, Wilson, and Thomson, and, in the Sailors'

Chapel, Rev. E. W. Syle, afterwards president of the Asiatic Society

of Japan. Carleton noticed that when the collection was taken up among

the tars present, the plate, when returned, showed several silver

dollars. The travellers went up the Yangtse in a New York built Hudson

River steamer, commanded by a Yankee captain from Cape Ann. At Wuchang

he called on Bishop Williams, whom he had met in London at the

Pan-Anglican council, and who afterwards made so noble record of work

in the Mikado's empire.

So far from being appalled at what he saw of the Chinese and their

civilization, Carleton noted many things to admire,--their democratic

spirit, their competitive civil service examinations, and their

reverence for age and parental authority. At the dinners occasionally

eaten in a Chinese restaurant, he asked no questions as to whether the

animal that furnished the meat barked, mewed, bellowed, or whinnied,

but took the mess in all good conscience.

From the middle of the Sunrise Kingdom, the passage was made on the

American Pacific mail-steamer _Costa Rica_, through a great storm. In

those days before lighthouses, the harbor of Nagasaki was reached

through a narrow inlet, which captains of ships were sometimes puzzled

to find. They steamed under and within easy range of the fifty or more

bronze cannon, mounted on platforms under sheds along the cliffs.

Except at Shimonoseki, in 1863 and 1864, when floating and fast

fortresses, steamers and land-batteries exchanged their shots, to the

worsting of the Choshiu clansmen, the military powers of the Japanese

had not yet been tested. Accepting the local traditions about the

Papists' Hill, or Papenberg, from which, in 1637, the insurgent

Christians are said to have been hurled into the sea, Carleton wrote,

"The gray cliff, wearing its emerald crown, is an everlasting memorial

to the martyr dead."

It was in this harbor that the American commander, James Glynn, in

1849, in the little fourteen-gun brig _Preble_, gave the imperious

and cruel Japanese of Tycoon times a taste of the lesson they were to

learn from McDougall and Pearson. Soon they reached Deshima, the

little island which, in Japan's modern history, might well be called

its leaven; for here, for over two centuries, the Dutch dispensed

those ideas, as well as their books and merchandise, which helped to

make the Japan of our day. Carleton's impressions of the Japanese were

that they had a more manly physique, and were less mildly tempered,

but that they were lower in morals, than the Chinese. The women were

especially eager to know the mysteries of crinoline, and anxiously

inspected the dress of their foreign sisters.

Japan, in 1868, was in the throes of civil war. The lamp of history at

that time was set in a dark lantern, and very few of the foreigners,

diplomatic, missionary, or mercantile, then in the islands, had any

clear idea of what was going on, or why things were moving as they

were. It may be safely said that only a handful of students, who had

made themselves familiar with the ancient native records, and with

that remarkable body of native literature produced in the first half

of this century, could see clearly through the maze, and explain the

origin and meaning of the movement of the great, southern clans and

daimios against the Tycoon. It was in reality the assertion of the

Mikado's imperial and historic claims to complete supremacy against

the Shogun's or lieutenant's long usurpation. It was an expression of

nationality against sections. The civil war meant "unite or die."

Carleton naturally shared in the general wrong impressions and

darkness that prevailed, and neither his letters nor his writing give

much light upon the political problem, though his descriptions of the

scenery and of the people and their ways make pleasing reading. In

reality, even as the first gun against Sumter and the resulting civil

war were the results of the clash of antagonistic principles which had

been working for centuries, so the uprising and war in Japan in

1868-70, which resulted in national unity, one government, one ruler,

one flag, the overthrow of feudalism, the abolition of ancient abuses,

and the making of new Japan, resulted from agencies set in motion over

a century before. Foreign intercourse and the presence of aliens on

the soil gave the occasion, but not the cause, of the nation's

re-birth.

The new government already in power at Kioto, under pressure of

bigoted Shintoists, revamped the ancient cult of Shinto, making it a

political engine. Persecution of the native Christians, who had lived,

with their faith uneradicated, on the old soil crimsoned by the blood

of their martyr ancestors, had already begun. Carleton found on the

steamer going North to Nagasaki one of the French missionaries in

Japan, who informed him that at least twenty thousand native

Christians were in communication with their spiritual advisers. At sea

they met the Japanese steamer named after Sir Harry Parkes, the able

and energetic British minister, who was one of the first to understand

the situation and to recognize the Mikado. This steamer had left

Nagasaki three weeks previously, with four hundred native Christians.

These had been tied, bundled, and numbered like so many sticks of

firewood, and carried northward to the mountain-crater prisons of

Kaga.

Many of these prisoners I afterwards saw. When in Boston I used to

talk with Mr. Coffin about Japanese history and politics, and of the

honored Guido F. Verbeck, one of the finest of scholars, noblest of

missionaries, and best friends of Japan. No one was more amused than

Carleton over that mistake, in his letter and book, from hearsay,

about "Mr. Verbeck, a Dutchman who is trading there" (Nagasaki).

They passed safely through the straits of Shimonoseki, admiring the

caves, the surf, the multitudes of sea-fowl, the silver streams

falling down from the heights of Kokura, on the opposite side of

Choshiu, and from mountains four thousand feet high, and made

beautiful with terraces and shrubbery. Through the narrow strait where

the water ran like a mill-race, the steamer ploughed her way. They

passed heights not then, as a few years before, dotted numerously with

the black muzzles of protruding cannon, nor fortified as they are now

with steel domes, heavy masonry, and modern artillery. Here in this

strait, in 1863, the gallant David McDougall, in the U. S. corvette

_Wyoming_, performed what was perhaps the most gallant act ever

wrought by a single commander in a single ship, in the annals of our

navy. Here, in 1864, the United States, in alliance with three

European Powers, went to war with one Parrott gun under Lieutenant

Pierson on the _Ta-Kiang_.

Like nearly all other first gazers upon the splendid panorama of the

Inland Sea, Carleton was enthralled with the ever changing beauty,

while interested in the busy marine life. At one time he counted five

hundred white wings of the Old Japan's bird of commerce, the junk. At

the new city of Hiogo, with the pretty little settlement of Kobe yet

in embryo, they spent a happy day, having Dr. W. A. P. Martin to read

for them the inscriptions in the Chinese characters on the Shinto

temple stones and tablets.

The ship then moved northward, through that wonder river in the ocean,

the Kuro-Shiwo, or Black Current, the Gulf Stream of the Pacific,

first discovered and described by the American captain, Silas Bent.

The great landmarks were clearly visible,--Idzu, with its mountains

and port of Shimoda, where Townsend Harris had won the diplomatic

victory which opened Japan to foreign residence and commerce;

white-hooded Fuji San, looking as chaste and pure as a nun, with her

first dress of summer snow; Vries Island, with its column of gray

smoke. Further to the east were the Bonin Islands, first visited by

Captain Reuben Coffin, of Nantucket, in the ship _Transit_, in 1824.

When past Saratoga Spit, Webster Isle, and Mississippi Bay, the party

stepped ashore at Yokohama, where on the hill was a British regiment

in camp. The redcoats had been ordered from India during the dangers

consequent upon civil strife, and belonged to the historic Tenth

Regiment, which Carleton's grandfather and his fellow patriots had met

on Bunker Hill.

It was a keen disappointment to Carleton not to be able to see Tokio,

then forbidden to the tourist, because of war's commotion. A heavy

battle had been fought July 4, 1868, at Uyeno, of old the place of

temples, and now of parks and exhibitions, in the northern part of the

city. The Mikado's forces then moved on the strongholds of the rebels

at Aidzu, but foreigners knew very little of what was then going on.

After a visit to the mediaeval capital of the Shoguns, at Kamakura, he

took the steamer southward to Nagasaki, and again set his face

eastward. He was again a traveller to the Orient, that is, to America.

On the homeward steamer, the _Colorado_, were forty-one first-class

passengers, of whom sixteen were going to Europe, taking this new, as

it was the nearest and cheapest, way home. Below deck were one

thousand Chinese. Before the steamer got out of the harbor it stopped,

at the request of Admiral Rowan, and four unhappy deserters were taken

off.

The Pacific Ocean was crossed in calm. It seemed but a very few days

of pleasant sailing on the great peaceful ocean,--with the days'

gorgeous sunrises and sunsets, which hollowed out of the sky caverns

upon caverns of light full of color more wonderful than Ali Baba's

treasure-chamber, and nights spiritually lovely with the silvery light

of moon and stars. On August 15th, 1868, they passed through the

Golden Gate, and "Aladdin's palace of the West," the cosmopolitan city

of San Francisco, was before their eyes.

Not more wonderful than the things ephemeral and the strange changes

going on in the city, wherein were very few old men, but only the

young and strong of many nations, were the stabilities of life.

Carleton found time to examine and write about education, the

libraries, churches, asylums, charities, and the beginnings of

literature, science, and art. In one of the schools he found them

debating "whether Congress was right in ordering Major Andre to be

executed." Lest some might think Carleton lacking in love to "Our Old

Home," we quote, "It is neither politic, wise, nor honest to instill

into the youthful mind animosity towards England or any other nation,

especially for acts committed nearly a century ago."

In his youth he had played the battles of Bunker Hill and Bennington,

in which his living ancestors had fought, and of which they had told

him,--using the roadside weeds as British soldiers, and sticks,

stones, and a cornstalk knife for weapons. In after-life, he often

expressed the emphatic opinion that our school histories were

viciously planned and written, preserving a spirit that boded no good

for the future of our country and the world. In the nineties, he was

asked by the Harpers to write a history of the United States for young

people. This he hoped to do, correcting prejudices, and emphasizing

the moral union between the two nations using English speech; but all

too soon the night came when he could not do the work proposed.

Remaining in California over two months, Carleton started eastward in

the late autumn over the Central Pacific railway, writing from Salt

Lake City what he saw and knew about Mormonism and the polygamy and

concubinage there shamefully prevalent. From the town of Argenti,

leaving the iron rails, they enjoyed and suffered seven days and

nights of staging until smooth iron was entered upon once more. They

passed several specimens of what Carleton called "pandemonium on

wheels,"--those temporary settlements swarming with gamblers and the

worst sort of human beings, male and female. They abode some time in

the city of Latter Day Saints. They saw Chicago. "Home Again" was sung

before Christmas day. Once more he breathed the salt air of Boston.

Carleton wrote a series of letters on "The Science of Travel," showing

where, when, and for how much, one could enjoy himself in the various

countries and climates in going around the world.

Carleton summed up his impressions after completing the circuit of the

globe in declaring that three aggressive nations, England, Russia, and

the United States, were the chief makers of modern history,--America

being the greatest teacher of them all, and "our flag the symbol of

the world's best hope."

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