The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1885-12-19
THE GODDESS TCHI-NIU.
4 Beautiful Legend from Chinese
Literature.

In the quaint commentary accompany
ing the text of that holy book of
Lao-tseu called Kan-fng-p'ien may be
found little story SO old that the name
of the one who first told it has been for
gotten for a thousand years, yet so beau
tiful that it lives still in the memory Of
four hundred millions of people. like
prayer that, once learned, is forever re-
membered. The Chinese writer makes
no mention of any city nor of any prov
ince, although even in the relation OF
the most ancient traditions such an
omission is rare; we are only told that
the name of the hero of the legend was
Tong-yong, and that he lived in the
years of the great dynasty of Han. some
twenty centuries ago.
Tong-yong's mother had died while
he was yet an infant, and when he be-
came youth of nineteen years his
father also passed away, leaving him
utterly alone in the world, and without
resources of any sort. for, being a very
poor man, longs father had put him
self to great straits to educate the lad,
and had not been able to lay by even
one copper coin of his earnings. And
Tong lamented greatly to find himself
SO destitute that he could not honor the
memory of that good father by having
the customary rites of burial performed
and carven tomb erected upon a pro-
pitious site. The poor only are friends
of the poor, and among all those whom
Tong knew there was no one able to as
sist him in defraying the expenses of the
funeral. In one way only could the
youth obtain money-by selling himself
as slave to some rich cultivator, and
this at last he decided to do. In vain
his friends did their utmost to dissuade
him, and to no purpose did they attempt
to delay the accomplishment Of his sac
rifice by beguiling promises of future
aid. Tong only replied that he would
sell his freedom hundred times, if it
were possible, rather than suffer his
fathers memory to remain unhonored
even for a brief season. And further
more, confiding in his youth and
strength, he determined to put high
price upon his servitude-a price that
would enable him to build handsome
tomb, but which it would be well-nigh
impossible for him ever to repay, and
thereby repurchase his freedom.
Accordingly he repaired to the broad
public place where slaves and debtors
were exposed for sale, and seated him
self upon a bench of stone, having
affixed to his shoulders placard in
scribed with the terms of his servitude
and the list of his qualifications as a
laborer. Many who read the characters
upon the placard smiled disdainfully at
the price asked, and passed on without
word; others fingered only to question
him out of simple curiosity; some COM
mended him with hollow praise; some
openly Knocked his unselfishness and
laughed at his childish piety. Thus
many hours YEARLY passed, and Tong
had almost despaired of finding mas
ter. when there rode up high official
of the province, a grave and handsome
man, lord of thousand slaves and
owner of vast estates. Refining in his
Tartar horse, the official halted to read
the placard and to consider the value of
the slave. He did not smile, or advise,
or utter any questions; but having OBJ
served the price asked and the fine strong
limbs of the youth, purchased him with.
out further ado, merely ordering his at
tendant to pay the sum and to see that
the necessary papers were made out.
Thus Tong found himself enabled to
fulfill the wish of his heart, and to have
monument built which, although oil
small size, was destined to delight the
eyes of all who beheld it. designed by
cunning artists and executed by skillful
sculptors. And while it was yet design.
ed only, the pious rites were performed,
| the silver coin was placed in the mouth
of the dead, the white lanterns were
hung at the door, the holy prayers were
recited, and paper shapes of all things
the departed might need in the land Of
the Genii were consumed in consecrated
ire. And after the geomancers and the
aecromancers had chosen burial spot
which no unlucky star could shine upon
A place of rest which no demon OF
dragon might ever disturb, the beautiful
shin was built. Then was the phantom
money strewn along the way. and tn,
funeral procession departed from the
dwelling of the dead, and with prayer.
and lamentation the mortal remains o.
longs good father were borne to tht
tomb.
Then Tong entered as slave into tn,
service of his purchaser, who allotted
him little hut to dwell in; and thithe
Tong carried with him those wooder
tablets, bearing the ancestral names, be
fore which filial piety must daily burr
the incense of prayer, and perform tn,
tender duties of family worship.
Thrice had spring perfumed the breas
of the land with flowers. and thrice hat
been celebrated that festival of the deaf
which Sin-fanti, and thrice had Tons
swept and garnished his fathers tomb
and presented his fivefold offering O
fruits and meats. The period of mourn
ing had passed, yet he had not ceased t,
mourn for his parent. The years re
volved with their moons, bringing hin
no hour of Joy, no day of happy rest
yet he never relented his servitude, o
failed to perform the rites of ancestra
worship, until at last the fever of tn
rice fields laid strong hold upon him
and he could not arise from his couch
and his fellow-laborers thought him DIES
tined to die There was no one to wal
upon him, no one to care for his needs
inasmuch as slaves and servants wer
wholly busted with the duties of tn
household or the labor of the fields, al
departing to toll at sunrise, and return
ing weary only after the shutdown.
Now while the sick youth slumbere
the fitful slumber of exhaustion one sui
try noon, he dreamed that strange an
beautiful woman stood by him, and ben
above him and touched his forehea
with the long fine fingers of her SHAPED
hand. And at her cool touch a weir
sweet shock passed through him, and al
his veins tingled as if thrilled by ney
life. Opening his eyes in won
der, he saw verify bending over him tn
charming being of whom he ha
dreamed. and he knew that her live han
really caressed his throbbing forehead
But the flame of the fever was gone,
delicious GOODNESS now penetrated ever
fibre of his body, and the thrill of whic
he had dreamed still tingled in hi, bloc
like great Joy. Even at the same me
ment the eyes of the gentle visitor me
his own, and he saw they were singu
larly beautiful, and shone like splendit
black jewels under brows curved Xix,
the wings of n swallow. Yet their cain
uaze ceamod tn pacs fhrourh hin, a