El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1900-01-18
kan3e- Sap.
A Japanese Boy Who Was Wrong
fully Disgraced-The Stigma
Was Erased In Battle.


Shall 1 tell you the story of little
Kane? 1t is a name to be spoken
with reverence.
Kane was the son of Nori-san, one
of the no caste, which indicates
tiller of the soil. He lived near the
village of Kioto. His home was one
of many comforts for a farmer whose
a small grove of mulberry trees and
an orange orchard.
Kane was the youngest Of five. 1t
was his duty to carry the trays Of silk
worm cocoonS to the matched sheds
where the women dropped them into
boiling water, gathering with branches
the invisible skeins to spin into visible
threads.
One bright morning little Kane was
seated with his venerable father be-
fore the cottage. Nori-san had been
telling him tales of his forefatherS, of
their heroism in the great wars Of the
Shoguns and the rebellion against the
Samauri Kane fell asleep, much to
the elders displeasure, his young mind
filed with golden images and moving
Then the itinerant barber came plod
ding up the dusty road from the viii
lage. AS all the world knew, the bar
Der was the district newspaper, as it
were, who, while manipulating his
queer tools, told everything he knew.
1t was in the midst of a recital of
the possibility Of pig tailed invasion
over all the land that note Of terror
escaped the old mans lips. The little
dreamer at his side awoke with a
start, and in SO doing overturned the
BARRIERS box Of queer combs, bottles,
boxes and razors. The BARRIERS an
cry reproof was supplemented with
growl from Nori-san, thus disturbed
in his toilet and the more important
news of the coming war.
Lad" he cried, have 1 taught thee
to sleep amid such perilous times?
Get thee to the sheds and fail rice till
the sun goes down. Tomorrow, may
hap. thou wilt have come to thy
senses"
Kane arose. convinced in his heart
that he had done no wrong, but he
held his peace, moving toward the
sheds to bear his penance bravely.
Soon he was Joined. by his father
Kane did not salute him deferentially,
after his familiar manner. The parent
waxed wroth.
Son. he cried, what have l taught
thee to say to thy betters? Where art
thy manners toward thy father"
The boy only bowed in humility, then
resumed his task previously. The elder
seized his heavier fail and took posi-
ton at the other end of the mat
Suddenly the comb fell from the
fathers freshly barbered hair. He bent
down to recover it ere it be broken by
the others fail.
Instantly the tip of Kames swift
dying fail struck the bowed head with
an appalling sound, and the old man
pitched forward on his face in the rice
and lay quite still
Kame's blood froze in his heart. He
could not move-could not cry out as
yet. Then he uttered a wild moan,
sinking by the still form, sobbing de-
spairingly. Then came brothers and Sis
tiers, neighbors and passersby,' lifting
the quivering form, daShing water into
the drawn, drab wrinkles, and that
image of death resumed a human as
pect once more.
Kane watched it all as in some hide
Gus dream, and when at last the IA
theirs eyes opened the boy fell upon his
face. throwing the rice chaff over his
head in token of 'Sorrowful petition.
But the elder recoiled from him.
Son" cried he, thou art my first
disgrace and sorrow. o unnatural one
that would be guilty thus of the crime
of crimes-to strike a father down.
What Art thou possessed of a devil to
fall so low?'
Then turned the old man to his elder
son at his side, crying, go, Take!
Run to the village and ask of the
learned judge, Siban-quam, what shall
be the penalty upon the son that
strikes a father. Cor And the brother
sped away.
The messenger returned. 1.-THE ora
Gle of the law, o father, demands that
q black cross shall be tattoed upon the
offenders brow" he said with much
solemnity, land hence shall the migrate