The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1890-09-21
a sunday I'm f>iOtO.

We ascend the high steps on one side OF
the tower. and pass with the sunday crown
through the great hall, like corridor, along
which are seated on altar steps golden iUl-
o0es of Gods in shadow busted by the long
beams Of the afternoon sun that pour across
if from one open side. Through TINS ven OF
dancing notes we see the statues ana 'nV
Vreat gilded lOtuses and candeiavra, anu
the forms of attendant priests, ana W.
crowd that passes. and that stops lor nlu-
mont i'm nraver. The words that they re-
noat come into cadence with the shuililng OF
iheir feet and the creaking Of the planks OF
tho tloorino. and the sounds Of the dropping
Of offerings. 49,. ..,,....,
The crowd is orderly, but amused
at being out. The women smile OUT Oh iheir
slantiug eyes and walk leaning ioiN"ru'
and their black hair shines like lacque!'
and the artificial flowers in the great loldS
of the couture dance i'm the sunlight. lheN
are quietly dressed, all but the young girls
who wear bright c0lOrs ana biue satl Il
sashes. The men slide about, also IN Pulel
silk or cotton. \ large part Ok theih are
dressed in every shade OF Dluei oc'd9"ll4h!
tee bare Lex comes ont, nut an Nc"i uvi'u''
dreas. except our runners or their fellows
who keen their workday looks. And the
children they are all everywhere, ana an
nj home. they are all dressed up, with luil.
manv-cOlOred skirt, and snowy sashe7' anu
every little head with some new anu uheN-
plainable spot Of tonsure. ,.,,.,
MANY of The crowd turn around the nulid-
ine or its Scranda. touching Tue cOluhih rs
win their hands aud following tracks,
worn deep like ruts, in thc planklnE oil
enormous thickness. Oyc-can points inns
out 20 me and indicates ITS religious lhteh-
ton Both he and orr other coupahlOi u
clap their lands and pray for "A moment \
wave of seriousness ana abstraction passes
over their faces; then again al = as peloIe'
and we step out upon tie wide balcony
which. built upon gigantic piles, hangs over
a deep hollow filled with trees and Dulld-
ines. all i'm the shadow now. From below
rise with the GOODNESS Of the green trees
and grass, the sounds Of dropping waters.
I'm time we descend the path and the steps
and drink from one OF The streams Whlch
fall from gigantic garg0yles out OF great
mass OF wall.
But il is late: we look again upon kioto
from the temple above. all swimming IN
light and haze. and walk back To our kuru-
mas; final goodbye 90 the children, put
we shall see their parents again, ana theh
we return and look from our Feranda lor
the last time at the city stretched 0ut IN
the evening. lost almost entirely in the twi-
light u a great lake of violet fog. few
shapes are Just tet in the misty space, but
no more than as waves in water or a.
greater densities i'm the dlndulations OF the
colOred yap0r. - uncertain is everything
that the nearest temple building loses us
place and floats all below its roof; but lts
wet tiles glitter. rejecting the rose-coiored
drift in the highest pale turquois sky Be
low Us the trees make delicate pattern Of
dark wet lace.
Then the rose color deepens and dull5' the
upper sky becomes colorless; all floats IN
unreal space. and kiotO disappears from
before my eyes: forever, | suppose-as the
charm of this scene. which will never come
again: as the little maiden whom ! met TO-
day. only for an eternal good-bye.-Joni
1 a Farce i'm the Century,