Blue waters and green and the Far East today . a crimethat should be punished without benefit of clergyto deface Gods handiwork with ads. for tooth-wash,hams, paint and the like. Japan, unfortunately, isbeginning to imitate us in this as in many otherthings of small decency, but only about the greatcities like Tokio and Yokohama, that are more orless Americanized. The most striking feature of our ride throughJapan was the unending row of bowed backs, mostlyturned from us, bobbing away at their tasks in therice - fields and tea - gardens. Those innumerablesturdy buttocks, male and female, each
Blue waters and green and the Far East today . a crimethat should be punished without benefit of clergyto deface Gods handiwork with ads. for tooth-wash,hams, paint and the like. Japan, unfortunately, isbeginning to imitate us in this as in many otherthings of small decency, but only about the greatcities like Tokio and Yokohama, that are more orless Americanized. The most striking feature of our ride throughJapan was the unending row of bowed backs, mostlyturned from us, bobbing away at their tasks in therice - fields and tea - gardens. Those innumerablesturdy buttocks, male and female, each with a hoe,never rising up to even glance at our train, are adistinctive feature of Japan. They wear great coni-cal straw hats, two feet across, and as a further pro-tection against the sun a sort of mat of straw thatchhung over the back. Every farm-house has its flowers. The wistariabloom is past and the chrysanthemums have not yetcome, but in a corner of every little rice-field is agreat bunch of lotus, many-colored, enormous in size. [258]. JAPAN. No matter how small the home, there must be some-where a space for flowers. Abundant rainfall makes Japan very green, greenas the Emerald Isle, and gives besides innumerablesmall streams, waterfalls and lakes, those beautiesthat only abundant water lends to a landscape. Rice is beautiful growing, but a tea plantationmakes perhaps as fine a show as any agriculturalplant. I visited the largest tea plantation in Japan,near Kioto, and for the first time learned somethingabout tea as it is grown. I remember when I was a boy that my father al-ways drank Young Hyson, and I used to wonderwhere Old Hyson was, and how Young Hyson hap-pened to break into the game all alone; wondered ifYoung Hyson would be Old Hyson when Old Hysonwas gone. I wondered at the strange hieroglyphicson the boxes and the strange exotic flavors that camefrom them, and little thought I should ever go wherethose strange boxes came from and see Young Hy-son at home. Tea
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