The Days of a Man 



Address- the governor and all the educational corps awaiting 

 mg the us After the customary round of tea, I spoke on the 



teachers of , . . J n i , , . 



Utsuno- need or higher education, my talk being duly inter- 

 preted by Toyama, a graduate of Syracuse Univer- 

 sity, a ready speaker who apparently made a favor- 

 able impression. But the good manners of the people 

 rendered them reverently impassive. As usual, few 

 women were present and those that came sat apart, 

 though paying strict attention. Among the audience 

 I noticed the same types we see in America; many of 

 the men had the earnest, beseeching expression 

 which would proclaim them school teachers even on 

 the Sahara Desert! 



At Tokyo I left Snyder to watch the markets, and 

 started myself for Misaki, seat of the Seaside Station 

 of the Imperial University. The railroad ends at 

 Yokosuka, home of the famous English pilot, Will 

 Adams, who found his way into this mysterious 

 country at the beginning of the seventeenth century. 

 Yokosuka lies on a blue bay with pretty little beaches 

 separated by cliffs of sharply stratified rock broken 

 by numerous small faults, pocket examples of earth- 

 quake rifts. Here I made a bargain with three men 

 to take me and my luggage to Misaki, ten miles 

 away, for the modest sum of four yen. Meanwhile, I 

 sought out the Mitomi Hotel, boasting a "foreign 

 room" where at a long table one may regale himself 

 on the sour, half-baked bread and rancid butter 

 which, with beer, are thought to be the delight of the 

 foreigner. But refusing these alien luxuries, I called 

 for something substantial. The stolid maid failed 

 to understand, however, until I assisted her by add- 

 ing suitable terminations to my English nouns, upon 

 which bifiteki and Jraidifishi were soon forthcoming. 



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