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It happened that Nobunaga's eldest son, Nobu- tada, was promoted in his official rank. There- fore an Imperial messenger bearing the writ of appointment was sent to Nobunaga's castle at Azuchi on Lake Biwa. Nobunaga commanded Mitsuhide and Rammaru to receive and feast the envoy. Mitsuhide, who was well- versed in etiquette, took the whole responsibility of the affair upon his shoulders, and was assiduously engaged in making the necessary arrangements.
Rammaru was displeased with this, and watched for an opportunity to pick a quarrel with him. The time drew near for the honourable guest's entertainment, and Mitsuhide and his son, Jujiro, were busy giving orders for the banquet. The former was quite unsuspicious of what was pass- ing in Rammaru's mind.
Suddenly Rammaru walked up to him, and asked angrily: "I think it is very strange that you are making all the arrange- ments without consulting me. Why do you never ask my opinion? If you don't give me a satis- factory explanation, I shall take steps against you. The time for the banquet is drawing near, and I am busy attending to my duties. We were both appointed to the office of feasting the Imperial envoy.
You be- have as if you were the sole officer. I consider that is a personal insult. I suppose you think me a useless nuisance! You are an arrogant old wretch! At last the latter lost his patience and flew into a passion. His authority is as great as my own.
Beat him on the face, Ram- maru! Be quick! His blows were so violent that the other's head was bruised, and his eyes were blinded with the flowing blood. But Mitsuhide bore the pain with great fortitude, compressing his lips and drawing in his cheeks. Nobunaga looked into his face with a sarcastic smile. Don't Ram- maru's blows fill you with resentment? He is chastising you in my stead, and at my commands.
If my bones are crushed, or my flesh mangled by your wishes, I shall never utter complaints against you. My obligations to you are too great. I feel that it is my duty to tell you this frankly! If you do so, you should leave a lasting fame to posterity. Oh, do not ignore my words, my dear lord. Henceforth you will be refused audience. Leave me at once! Come, Rammaru, turn Mitsuhide and his son out of the gate! He pressed his hand to his wounded forehead and departed rue- fully with his son, who was weeping bitterly.
His wife, Misao, and his chief retainer Shioden met them at the porch. Misao was astonished to see the bruises on her husband's forehead. Jujiro, whose mind was also deeply preoccupied, raised his drooping head and gave an account of what had happened. How Mitsu- hide had been insulted by Rammaru, on the occa- sion of the Imperial messenger's entertainment; how Nobunaga had ordered Rammaru to beat him on the forehead, and how both father and son had been driven out of the castle.
Misao was overcome with grief at hearing this, and her thoughts instantly passed on to the future of her husband. But the fiery Shioden could not remain passive. Misao bade him stop. Do not stop me! Misao caught him by the sleeve. Think again, before you act hastily. I gave you no instructions to make such an uproar. How can I help trying to take vengeance on him? I am determined either to kill Rammaru or myself. Don't stop me, my lord!
As you know well, Lord Nobunaga is short-tempered and capricious. It is his custom either to shower favours on his retainers, or beat them, as his caprice chooses. Remember that a retainer has no reason to resent any command of his lord, even if he demand his life. Let that thought calm you, Shioden. He set his teeth and clenched his fists and remained silent. Suddenly a messenger from Lord Nobunaga arrived. Mitsuhide and Shioden met him reverentially at the entrance and begged him to be seated.
If your achievement should prove noteworthy, on you shall be conferred the provinces of Izumo and Iwami. In the mean- time, you shall be deprived of your fiefs of Tamba and Omi. This is the command of his Excellency Lord Nobunaga. Mitsuhide and Shi- oden looked at each other in amazement. Then Mitsuhide answered that he respectfully accepted the command, and the messenger departed Mitsuhide folded his arms and stood for a few moments buried in reverie.
Shioden was filled with an inexpressible anger. It is not the time to think of loyalty. Your lordship must raise the banner of chastise- ment against the cruel tyrant, and conquer Japan, and leave an undying fame to future generations.
Such is my earnest wish. But the mere mention of the idea of killing Lord Nobunaga and usurping the Em- pire, horrifies and disgusts me! My dear hus- band, I implore you, do not bring disgrace upon our aged mother and beloved children!
Do not entertain such a horrible design. Take some other safe and wise course, such as will secure the good reputation of our house. Never, never come to any such evil resolution! Soon afterwards, however, he recited the following versicle in loud tones, with an expression of firm determination on his face.
I little reck of slander's breath When my own will foredooms my death. His wife understood the full significance of his poem, and when she heard it she burst into bitter tears and was stupefied with grief. Shioden, on the other hand, danced for joy and cried out: "Long live the Akechi family! Nobutada stayed at the Nijo Castle, and Nobunaga put up at the Honnoji Temple, where he spent some days in enjoyment with his beautiful concubine Ano- no-Tsubone, his favourite Rammaru, and the latter's younger brother Rikimaru.
One night Ano-no-Tsubone brought Nobutada's son Samboshi from the Nijo Castle, and taking the baby in her arms, bore it into Nobunaga' s presence. Nobunaga was exceedingly delighted to see his innocent grandson.
A feast was immediately given in honour of the child's visit, and Nobunaga ordered the lady to perform a dance. She saluted her lord, and taking a fan in her hand, she rose to her feet, and danced gracefully to the accom- paniment of her own voice.
Her gay coloured flowing sleeves fluttered in the air, and she looked like a butterfly on the wing. Nobunaga was much delighted, and praised her skill in glowing terms. Then Nobu- naga offered Rammaru a cup, saying that his favourite might ask him for any dish he chose. He is a curse to your lordship, and I wish to rid you of him! It would be impossible for such a man as Mitsuhide to ' strike his lance' against me, who am a hero, governing Japan.
Set your mind at ease and fill another cup. Ano-no-Tsubone warned him, saying: " 'Remissness is a great enemy,' my lord. You would do well to ponder over what Sir Rammaru said just now. It is very annoying! I fear my Samboshi is sleepy. Let us now forget our joys and sorrows in sweet sleep. Then Rammaru and all the others retired to their respective rooms, and were soon drowned in sleep.
The night was far advanced, and "even the grasses and trees were wrapt in sleep. He got up and slid open the shqji. Suddenly he was startled to hear a confused noise of the crows in their roosts in the garden trees. They were flapping and crying in alarm through the dark night. He bent his head in wonder, and the sound of bells and drums smote on his ear from far away. The sounds seemed to draw nearer and nearer. He called to the men on night duty.
There's danger! Climb to the look- out! Look out at once! Ram- maru heard her cry and, starting up, rushed up the balcony. He cast his eye round in every direction. The night was black, but from his observations in the darkness he made sure that Mitsuhide's troops were advancing. He ran down and reported it to Nobunaga. Treason on the part of Mitsuhide? I deeply regret that I did not listen to it.
But regrets are useless. Our only course is to defend ourselves as well as possible. Unfortunately Nobunaga's retinue numbered scarcely more than three hun- dred. It was quite impossible for his tiny band to make any headway against a large army. When the lord and retainer thought of this they gnashed their teeth in mortification. So we must, all of us, be on our guard. In the meantime, I hope that your lordship will be ready to defend yourself with bow and arrows.
Nobunaga sighed bitterly. He realized that there was no fighting against such tremendous odds. He made up his mind to help his grandson to escape, and then to commit suicide. He was just ordering the child to be brought to him when Ano-no-Tsubone, wounded in several places and carrying the blood-stained halberd, staggered into the room. The enemy have already broken through the gate, my lord," said she. In the meantime, you must make rapid preparations for flight.
The sooner you are able to do so, the better, my lord. If I should be killed by an unknown soldier, in an attempt to escape, it would be an everlasting disgrace. But I am troubled about the safety of Samboshi. I want you to take the child and hasten to Hide- yoshi's camp at Takamatsu, in the province of Bitchu.
When you arrive there, tell him to take care of Samboshi, and to revenge my death on the accursed traitor. I earnestly request you to do this for me. I cannot forsake you on the eve of your death. Permit me to share your fate, dear lord. At that moment Rammaru came back, after having cut down many of the enemy. He prostrated himself before Nobunaga.
He has, alas! The enemy have already forced their way into our temple, and I fear that all is lost. Your lordship's obvious duty is to commit seppuku, and I'll follow you to the Meido! Why do you hesitate to obey my commands? Nobunaga was now freed from the only cause of his solicitude. He was about to take his life, when a large number of the foes, under the com- mand of Shioden, burst into the courtyard.
Nobunaga seized a bow and arrow, and cried angrily : "Where is the traitor Mitsuhide? Let him appear, so that he may die by my arrow. The rest were frightened, and did not dare to approach. Then Rammaru, Riki- maru, and all the other survivors drew their daggers and stabbed themselves to death. Hideyoshi had for some weeks been carrying on an attack upon the Castle of Takamatsu, in the province of Bitchu, which was one of Terumoto's strongholds.
The garrison defended themselves with great courage. The castle was protected on one side by a river, and on the other three sides by swamps; so it was impossible for a large force to approach it by land. Hideyoshi's character was marked by a wonderful genius for strategy.
He saw that the one way to capture the fort was to flood it out with water. With this intent, he commanded his troops to dam up the river below the fortress. This was gradually accomplished. The water rose by degrees, and the higher it rose the more uncomfortable became the occupants of the castle.
He was astonished to see Ano-no- Tsubone, exhausted, pale as death, and covered with wounds, supporting herself by the shaft of a blood-stained halberd. He grasped the fact that she had brought some momentous news; so he softly arranged her clothing, and gave her a stimulating draught, and urged her to tell him her message. The lady fixed her eyes sadly on the general's face and burst into a torrent of tears.
But she controlled herself with a great effort, and told between gasps all that had happened. She informed him how Mitsuhide had treasonably marched on the Honnoji; how Nobunaga and Rammaru and all the other retainers had come to a tragic end; how the nobleman, before his death, had ordered her to communicate to Hide- yoshi his ardent wish that he should be avenged on the traitor. At the conclusion of her narration, she gave one choking gasp and fell prostrate on to the ground, dead.
When he heard this pathetic story, Hideyoshi was seized with grief and amazement. He feared that if the news of Nobunaga's untimely end should spread, it might dishearten his troops and lead to a defeat. He therefore cried at the top of his voice: ''I have killed a woman who has tried to deceive me. When he had finished, he began to ponder how he might best deal with the traitor Mitsuhide. At this moment messengers from Terumoto arrived, bearing proposals of peace. Hideyoshi promptly consented to them, and a treaty was at once concluded.
Hideyoshi was so eager to reach his destination that he hurried on, regardless of the army which accompanied him. A small body-guard kept up as well as they could with their impatient chief. On the second day of their forced march, Hide- yoshi and his body-guard found themselves at Amagasaki in the province of Settsu. There he rested in a farmer's house, to await the arrival of his army. While he was there, a peasant and a Buddhist priest came and begged for an interview with him.
Hideyoshi's soldiers threatened them, and said that it was very presumptuous for a mere peasant and a humble priest to ask for such a privilege. But the two visitors earnestly re- peated their entreaty. They stated that they were well acquainted with the general and had come on purpose to see him. When Hideyoshi heard of their petition he summoned them to his presence.
He scrutinized them closely, but could not recall their faces. He asked them who they were, and what was their business. He had the honour of sheltering you two or three years ago, when you and Lord Nobunaga fled there, after losing a battle.
Have you forgotten that? When I heard that your honour had come back from the Central Provinces to punish the traitor Mitsuhide, I was filled with joy. I have therefore come with Cho- bei, to pay you respects. It gives me great pleas- ure to see you well and in good spirits.
But the saga- cious general gave them a nod of recognition. I am glad to see you again, and to have this oppor- tunity of thanking you for past favours. It is therefore very dangerous for you to proceed to the Capital. We have been thinking carefully and, in the humble opinion of both of us, we consider that you had better sum- mon your body-guard and hasten to my village by a bypath, and give Mitsuhide a surprise at- tack.
If you do this, you can easily destroy him. Our sole intention in coming here was to suggest this plan to you. But I must not forget to offer you this small present ' -he took two musk- melons out of a straw basket he was carrying in his hand — l ' These melons were grown in my field. Kindly do me the honour to accept them. But he said with an air of confidence, "Thanks, my friends! I deeply appreciate your kindly thoughts.
At that moment a company of soldiers rushed forth from a thick forest close by. The hero at once pursued them to the seashore. The peasant seemed to be amazed at this sudden attack. You must not stay here any longer! Hasten, I implore you, to my village! Come with us! We will be your guides! We will go first, and show you the way. Hideyoshi promptly seized the opportunity, and cut down the priest from behind.
I recognize you as Mitsuhide's retainer Shioden! I regret that my attempt to lure you to destruction has failed, but I intend, never- theless, to let you sample the sharpness of my sword. The soldiers of the latter rushed to his rescue. Shioden cut and hewed with Herculean strength. It did not take many minutes for several of the soldiers to be slain.
The rest took to their heels. In the meanwhile, Hideyoshi, with his characteristic quick- wittedness, stripped the dead priest of his robe and donned it over his armour. In this disguise, he leapt into his saddle and, spurring the horse, galloped away. Shioden gave chase, but found it impossible to overtake him.
How- ever, he ran at full speed, stumbling over stones, and trampling on cornfields, when Kato Kiy omasa appeared and barred his way. The two heroes closed in a severe contest, and fought for a good while, with equal success. It seemed impossible to tell to whom the victory would fall. But at last Kiyomasa dropped a mighty blow which Shioden failed to ward off, and the latter was cut down. Kiyomasa then cast a searching eye in all directions to discover the whereabouts of his chief.
To his regret and anxiety, Hideyoshi had ridden into the forest some distance away, and there were no signs of him to be seen. The usurper induced the Emperor to bestow upon him the title of Shogun, and declared his authority through- out the land. He selected the Myoshinji Temple as his headquarters at the Capital, and made exten- sive arrangements to defend himself against Hideyoshi's revengeful attack. An intense hatred of her son sprang up in her heart, and she declined to live under the same roof with him.
At last, in spite of the earnest opposition of her family, she left the temple in the garb of a humble Bud- dhist pilgrim. She went to the before-mentioned Amagasaki, and rented a small house. Here she led a solitary life, passing her days and nights in devotion and prayers and the perusal of the sutras.
One day Mitsuhide's wife Misao " Chastity" called at Satsuki's cottage, accompanied by her son Jujiro's fiancee Hatsugiku "Early Chrysan- themum" , to inquire after her health. The old woman welcomed them heartily. After they had talked on various topics for some minutes, she asked anxiously: "By the by, Misao, is Jujiro still safe in the headquarters?
He has obtained per- mission from his father, but his sense of duty prevents him from going to battle without gaining your permission also. He begged me therefore to ask for your consent. Are you willing to allow him to go to war, mother?
Of course I will grant his request. I am afraid that you will think I am asking too much, but can you give me lodging for the night? Misao and Hatsugiku brought him a tub of water in which to wash his feet. A travelling priest always has to do everything for himself. I can sleep soundly anywhere, even in the corner of a shed.
I need neither a mosquito net nor bedding. Please leave me to myself, and "There is one thing I must tell you, priest," broke in the old lady. You are at liberty to light the fire, and warm it for a bath. I'll take a bath when you have finished. I'll do so gladly. Soon afterwards Jujiro arrived.
He was ac- companied by a retainer carrying his armour- chest. It was the young samurai's intention to make his start for the battle from his grandmother's dwelling. Will you grant it? Hatsugiku is fortunately here, so it is my ardent wish that before you set out for your first battle, you will celebrate your marriage with her.
Your joy, dearest girl, must be very great! I will at once fetch some sake, so that you can exchange the nuptial cups. But Jujiro sat in melancholy silence. He brooded over the obvious fact that his father's army was doomed to extinc- tion. He had therefore resolved to die fighting. It filled him with pity to see his grandmother and Hatsugiku, who were ignorant of his determina- tion, in such high spirits.
The old woman, Misao, and Hatsugiku went into the kitchen to prepare the sake and arrange the cups and other articles necessary for the marriage ceremony. Jujiro continued his meditations. His head drooped like a withering flower, unable to draw up water. After a time, he wiped away his tears and said to himself: 'This is my last farewell in this life, to my dear mother and grandmother.
My request has been granted, so I leave this world without any regrets. With what kindness they have brought me up during eighteen long years! Their favours are indeed 'deeper than the ocean and higher than the mountain! And now my thoughts turn towards Hatsugiku. I hope that she will give me up and wed another warrior.
Poor girl! She will grieve bitterly when she hears the news of my death! She rushed in and burst into loud weeping. Jujiro was astonished, and placed his hand over her mouth. Did you overhear what I said? How can it be kept a secret from a wife, that her husband is going to die in battle? I thought that you and I were to be husband and wife for two existences, — nay, even three; but alas! What a pity it is you are going to die in battle, before we are married! I implore you to give up all idea of going to the battle-field, dear Jujiro.
If grandmother discovers you weeping, and perceives my resolve, I will divorce you for all time and eternity! Bring me that armour-chest. Do not be so unreasonable. Its sleeves were besprinkled with a shower of her tears. Jujiro promptly clothed himself in the beautiful armour and a graceful helmet. Thus equipped, he looked a perfect warrior. His mother and grandmother entered at this moment with sake-cups and a wooden stand on which to place them, a sake holder with a long handle, and other articles of ceremony.
They gazed at his gallant appearance with admiration. I feel as if I could behold you fighting a glorious fight! This cup is intended both as your wedding cup and Jujiro's farewell cup. Take it quickly, bride! What a joyful occasion it is! Her husband was a handsome warrior, and yet now she must exchange the last farewell cup with him! Her bosom was so wrung with grief that it choked her utterance. When Jujiro perceived this, he wept also, his tears moistening the string of his helmet.
At that moment a sound of battle drums was heard, borne in upon a gust of wind. He sum- moned up his courage and sprang to his feet. Hatsugiku fell to the ground. The old woman and Misao looked ruefully at each other. Hatsugiku, I knew that he had resolved to fight to the end.
I desired to let him die manfully, rather than see him executed under the brand of 'traitor. My thoughts are too deep for expression! At that moment, the above men- tioned priest came in with an air of innocence. The others are younger than I. You had better take it first, sir priest. Nizayemon Mr. The moon was shedding its pale beams on the projecting roof of the bath-room, and the only sound that broke the stillness of the night was the croaking of the frogs in the rice-field near by.
Suddenly Mitsuhide appeared at the trellis of bottle-gourds close by the bath-room. He then slowly approached the bath-room with soft stealthy steps. Hearing a sound within he thrust his spear in at the window with great dexterity.
Immediately a woman's voice was heard, shrieking in agony. He thought this was very strange, so opening the door, he dragged out the wounded person from within. To his horror and consternation, he discovered that it was not Hideyoshi, but his own mother Satsuki, who lay before him, writhing in intense pain.
Hearing the sounds, Misao and Hatsugiku rushed out and clinging to the dying woman wept bitterly. He has murdered his master, Lord Nobunaga, the Minister of the Right. By committing the horrible crime of treason, he has compromised our house which has, up to this time, been free from infamy. He is an undutiful son, — nay, more, — he is an unspeakable wretch. There are no words that can fully express his wickedness. Wealth and rank gained by unrighteous means are like floating clouds.
He boasts of having slain his lord. He forgets that even if a man becomes Em- peror or Shogun by such wicked means, he is far worse than the most miserable beggar. The base- ness of your heart has caused all this misery, Mitsuhide. There are various weapons with which to kill a samurai, and yet I am killed with a bamboo spear, which is generally used only for butchering wild boars!
The punishment of Heaven, for your having assassinated your lord, is now visited on your mother. Had you done so, this misfortune would not have happened to us! I know you did it unwittingly, but think of the horror of hav- ing killed your mother with your own hand! Before our mother dies, I beseech you to express sorrow for your deed! Have you forgotten how often that tyrant of Oda Nobunaga insulted me? I was under no great obligations to him. In spite of my faithful remonstrances, he destroyed Shinto and Buddhist temples.
His evil deeds increased day by day, so I took his life in accordance with a warrior's duty and for the sake of the Empire. My deed covers me with honour and glory. These illustrious examples show that it is the desire of all Japanese and Chinese heroes to relieve the people of their grievances, by destroying their tyrants. What can women such as you know about such matters? You had better keep away. Mitsuhide and the others strained their eyes to see what was happening. At this moment Jujiro returned, and tottered up to the house, leaning on his sword, with the blood flowing like a torrent from his wounds.
Are you here? The girl ran up to him. Have courage, my dear! Tell me all that has happened. The enemy were quite unsuspicious of this, and rowed up to the shore. There they landed in order to march for the Capital. We did not neglect such an opportunity, so we suddenly fell upon them, uttering loud yells and cries, and cut and hewed in all directions.
The enemy were completely taken by surprise, and ran in confusion. We pursued them, and fought with all our strength. Suddenly from behind us a loud voice was heard to cry, 'Stay! Look at me! I am Kato Kiyo- masa, a retainer of Hashiba Hideyoshi.
His soldiers were so encouraged by this, that they fell upon us with renewed vigour. So powerful was their attack, that in a few minutes my troops were killed to a man. I am the sole survivor of the battle, left to tell you that tale, dear father. He fought by himself since yesterday morning, and I missed him in the melee. I do not know for certain whether he is alive or dead. I was anxious about father's safety, and so I cut my way through the enemy's ranks, and have come back here.
It is dangerous to stay here any longer. Do not lose a moment in hurrying back to our province, father! His grandmother so admired his filial piety, that she burst into tears. He is a splendid example of filial piety! Mitsuhide, have you no feelings of pity or love for your son? This is the result of your wicked heart! Oh, what have I done to deserve such a fate?
Are you indeed killed, grandmother? I should like to see your face once more before I die, but I can see no longer. Farewell, father, mother, and Hatsugiku. For eighteen years he has never known a moment of enjoyment. All his days have been passed in the din and noise of war. He has devoted all his life to the art of the bow and arrow. I shall be praised for it by father and grandmother.
I can't forget it. We have bidden each other a sad farewell, and have never placed our pillows side by side even once. What sin have I committed that Heaven should punish me thus? My only wish is that I should accom- pany my husband to the Meido. Oh, let me die with him! At this touching sight, Misao and Satsuki burst again into loud weeping.
The filial love and paternal affection of the brave Mitsuhide were now stirred to their depths. He could restrain his grief no longer, but burst into floods of tears. Mitsu- hide sprang to his feet. I can see among them the banner of l A Thousand Gourds. He has managed to escape from this house, and is now marching against me.
At that moment a voice cried: 'Wait one moment, Akechi Mitsuhide. Hashiba Hideyoshi wants to meet you. Mitsuhide looked back in amazement and, retracing his steps, cried with a fierce look : "I am glad to see you, Hideyoshi. Akechi Mitsuhide will now celebrate your funeral rites. Prepare for your last moments. I have been killed with this bamboo-spear, as a divine punishment for my son's crime of having murdered his master.
I don't regret dying by the hand of my son, because I hope that my death may be a means of extenuating his vile crime. Lord Hideyoshi, I beseech you to place it upon record that Mitsuhide's mother was crucified for the sake of her son's crime. Mitsuhide will then be freed from the infamy of matricide. I beg you to do this out of my foolish affection for my wicked son.
I die contented, for I would rather hasten to the other world after my grandson than stay in this wearisome universe. Struck with sympathy for Mitsuhide's mother, Hideyoshi was silent for a while. Then he said : "Mitsuhide, you are my sworn enemy. It would be an easy matter for me to kill you now that you are defenceless. But I am incapable of such an unmanly deed. This is what I propose to do. I will meet you on an appointed day at Yamazaki, in the province of Yamashiro, and our conflict shall be decided by a fight to the death.
Do you agree to this? I will return to the Capital, gather together my troops, and meet you at Yamazaki in two or three days. The battle of Yamazaki was fought two days afterwards. In the beginning, both armies fought with equal success, but, later on, Mitsuhide's troops lost ground, little by little, until at last most of them fell. Suddenly a company of Hideyoshi's horsemen, who had over- taken him by a short cut, fell upon him. He fearlessly encountered them, and cut thirteen of them down, the rest taking to flight.
Mitsuhide alighted and, resting in the shade of the bamboos, began to think of his past and present fortunes, good and bad. He recognized that all hope was now gone, so he made up his mind to commit suicide. He knelt with signs of despair, and made ready to perform the melan- choly deed. At that moment, however, several peasants thrust at him with bamboo-spears from inside the grove.
The wounded warrior sprang to his feet with a roar of rage and furiously cut at them. They were immediately filled with terror and beat a hasty retreat. Then Mitsuhide again resumed his former position, and with calm de- termination committed seppuku. On the second of June he had assassinated Nobunaga, and it was on the thirteenth of the same month that he met his tragic end. So that his glory as Shogun had lasted only ten days.
He was in the service of the proprietress of a prosperous oil-shop close by the Kawaraya Bridge, in the city of Osaka. He was eighteen years of age and had an amiable disposition, an honest character, and a very handsome person. His father, Sagara Jodayu, who had formerly been a noble samurai of the Ishizu Clan, in the province of Izumi, had in his custody a Yoshi- mitsu blade, which was an ancestral treasure of his liege lord. This blade was stolen and, as a mark of apology, Jodayu committed seppuku and his house was ruined.
Hisamatsu was then a mere baby, under the protection of his nurse O-Sho. Both nurse and child were taken to the house of the former's elder brother Kyusaku, a farmer in the village of Nozaki several miles from Osaka. The shop was kept by a middle-aged widow called 0-Katsu, who had many clerks and servants besides Hisamatsu in her employment. Her only daughter and heiress, 0-Some, had been brought up tenderly, and in great luxury.
She was, at that time, seventeen years old, and generally consid- ered throughout the city to be peerlessly beau- tiful. A mutual attachment sprang up between her and Hisamatsu, and they secretly exchanged vows of eternal fidelity.
Unfortunately for the devoted lovers, an ob- stacle arose in their way. There was a young millionaire named Yamagaya Sashiro living in the same city, and he was passionately enamoured of 0-Some. One day he impetuously asked O-Some's mother for her daughter's hand in mar- riage. The mother disliked him, and had a cer- tain amount of sympathy for her daughter's affection for Hisamatsu.
She therefore was un- willing to accept his proposal. She was at last compelled to give a reluctant consent, but she added that the marriage would have to be post- poned until she could fully persuade her daughter. This was, however, only a pretext, for she hoped that in the meantime circumstances would make it possible for her positively to refuse Sashiro's offer. Sashiro was by no means reassured by 0-Katsu's consent. He wanted so keenly to win the heart of O-Some, that he prayed the gods and Buddha for the fulfilment of his desire.
Every day he visited different temples and shrines to repeat his foolish prayer. One day he went to a great shrine called the Zama Myojin in the city, not far from O-Some' s house, and was earnestly making hya- kudo-mairi, or the "hundredfold penance," walking up and down on the long pavement between the sanctuary and the torii.
Kosuke, the head clerk of the oil-shop, chanced to discover him wrapped in devotion. Kosuke was a crafty and covetous knave. He had at Sashiro's request, secretly delivered a love-letter to O-Some, and moreover he had heard of her intrigue with Hisamatsu. Now when he discovered Sashiro making hyakudo-mairi, his heart bounded with joy, for he thought the opportunity had come for him to satisfy his greed. He ran to the house of a fortune-teller who was living in front of the shrine.
He whispered in the old diviner's ears all the details of Sashiro' s affair, and suggested a plan by which they could extort money from the foolish suitor. The greedy old clairvoyant gave a ready consent, and Kosuke departed. Kosuke then stealthily returned to the shrine, and watched Sashiro' s doings. The young mil- lionaire had by this time finished his hyaku- domairi, and was now prostrated before the sanctuary and utterly ignorant of Kosuke' s pre- sence.
He clapped his hands, and prayed with closed eyes: "Namu Zama God! Almighty God, cause her heart to be filled with love for me! Namu Shimmei God! Namu Inari God! Vouchsafe that my desire may be realized 'Sashiro San, I believe! I have handed O-Some the letter you gave me the other day, and I have brought her answer- ' he smiled mischievously- ' Perhaps you will be too ashamed to look at her letter in my presence.
An answer from O-Some? That's good news indeed! Let me see it at once, Kosuke. But the cun- ning clerk pushed it off, and taking a letter from the bosom of his kimono said : 'You are very impatient, sir. Indeed I have the letter here, but I cannot so readily give it to you. I will not read it unless you do so. Do you agree to my conditions, sir?
Read on, sir. That sentence means that if her mother gives permission, she will consent to marry you. I think that statement is the outcome of modesty. What follows proves my opinion. Kosuke read on composedly: " 'If you are in earnest, I hope that you will completely give me up. What follows? I won't read it. If I did you would not find it interest- ing. I am afraid you must consider your gener- ous thank-offering as so much money lost. You might as well have dropped it in a well or a gutter.
I have no doubt that O-Some is bewitched by him. Therefore I think the best thing for you to do is to get a necromancer to offer prayers for severing their relations. What do you think of that, sir? Am I indeed correct? You seem to be a very rich man, and with such wealth at your disposal you can accomplish any- thing you desire. The old man continued : ' You have come to ask my help in a love affair, I dare say. Am I right, sir? You cannot hope to realize your desire, until you have disposed of a serious rival.
If you like I will do away with him by virtue of prayers. If he is got out of the way, there is no doubt your purpose will be attained, sir. In return he promised to pay a large quantity of silver and gold coins. These arrangements were concluded, and the three of them took leave of each other. To return to Hisamatsu. On the afternoon of the same day, he went on an errand in order to collect a sum of ryo from his mistress' custom- ers.
The villainous Kosuke determined to seize this opportunity to execute his evil design against Hisamatsu. With this intent he secretly shadowed him. Hisamatsu was quite unaware of this, and after he had received the money, he hastened back in the direction of the shop. Just in front of the fortune-teller's stand he fell in with his sweetheart O-Some, who was strolling about the Zama Shrine, hoping to meet him. The young lovers were rejoiced at meeting each other, and for a while they were engaged in happy conversation.
They soon found it incon- venient to talk on the public street, so they entered the fortune-teller's house, from which the old man was fortunately away. Suddenly their blissful conversation was inter- rupted by a sound of loud wrangling and cries of a crowrd, proceeding from outside the gate. They were filled with excitement and curiosity, and rushing out, they saw, in the midst of a throng of people, a samurai engaged in a fierce quarrel with a merchant.
The samurai was about to draw his sword. Hisamatsu and O-Some mingled with the crowd, and were surprised to see Kosuke there! They stole quietly away, to avoid being seen by him. While he was looking at the quarrel, Hisa- matsu's pocket was picked of his mistress' purse of money.
This had been carefully arranged by an artifice of Kosuke's. The samurai and the merchant were his accomplices, and their quarrel was a mere trick done to divert Hisamatsu's attention. When he returned to the oil-shop, Hisamatsu was amazed to discover the loss of the purse, but his regrets were of no avail. All his associates suspected him of theft, and Kosuke in particular censured and abused him.
His family consisted of three members besides Hisamatsu: his wife, his step- daughter, who was named 0-Mitsu, and himself. The wife had been ailing a long time, and conse- quently O-Mitsu was so busy nursing her mother, cooking for the family, and with other matters, that she had little or no time for her own toilet, though she was now at the attractive age of sixteen. O-Mitsu was the daughter of Kyusaku's wife by her former husband, but being of a sweet disposi- tion, she regarded Kyusaku with as much affec- tion as was due to a real father.
The old man in return loved her with a more than parental affec- tion. He and his wife had early made up their minds to marry her to Hisamatsu. They had several times hinted as much to her evident joy. Kyusaku, therefore, was surprised and grieved to hear that Hisamatsu was paying attention to his mistress' daughter.
The honest and upright Kyusaku thought that he himself was responsible for the missing money, and that he must by some means or other repay the full sum. With this firm resolution, he struggled with great difficulty to raise the amount required by selling his patch of land, and by raising a mortgage on O-Mitsu's garments, combs, and ornaments.
His next in- tention was to hasten to Osaka, with the money, and to apologize for his foster-son's carelessness. Notwithstanding the fact that it was already past noon, he made preparations for his journey. O-Mitsu begged him to postpone his journey until the following morning, saying that it was too late. But Kyusaku obstinately refused to listen. He said that he wTas not too old to walk a dozen to fifteen miles or so, and he would be back before dusk. He then bade her take good care of the sick woman and started for the city.
Soon after his departure, Kosuke arrived, ac- companied by Hisamatsu. But the black-hearted Kosuke de- termined to seize this opportunity of abusing the innocent youth, and make him give up all idea of returning to the oil-shop. Kosuke had scarcely entered the door, before he cried: "Is Kyusaku in? Hisamatsu has com- mitted a serious misdeed, so I have brought him back on purpose from Osaka. How glad I am to see you back!
So I have come to demand from Kyusaku immediate repayment of the money. If he refuse, I will deliver Hisamatsu to the authorities. The charge must be false! Is Kyusaku in? If he is in, let him appear. Tears In Heaven, arranged by Masa Sumide Mission Impossible Theme, arranged by Paolo Sereno Alone Again, Naturally, arranged by Hiroshi Masuda Your Song, arranged by Hiroshi Masuda Destiny, by Kotaro Oshio I Will, arranged by Ed Gerhard Mad World, arranged by Ulli Boegershausen Parisienne Walkways, by Gary Moore 2.
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