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other bright tint, but this is rarely visible. The universal dark grey 
roof-tiles largely contribute to the dinginess of a Japanese town—a 
dinginess that was relieved mainly by the Wistarias now in full 
flower, and the quantity of red and white bunting displayed on all 
sides, for it was war time. There is one other pleasant piece of 
colour in a Japanese city, all jinrikisha men, licensed porters, street 
orderlies and such-like folk wear a very picturesque blue dress, in 
cut somewhat suggestive of that of a knave in an old-fashioned pack 
of cards, and adorned with large white ideographs. 
The great war with Russia then in progress showed itself 
in various other ways. For instance, picture post-cards and other 
representations of incidents in the war, real or imaginary, were much 
in evidence, affording a strange combination of modern realism of 
the most sensational type with the traditional Japanese art. One 
night we went to the theatre, where we saw a patriotic war play. 
It was the high melodrama of old in an Eastern setting, quite out¬ 
doing the glories of Astley’s. Men died several times over with the 
most vigorous contortions, and there was no lack of smoke and red- 
fire. The drama culminated in a Russian railway troop-train, which 
entered the house from behind the audience and passed by an 
elevated track above the heads of the spectators in pit and stalls 
on to the stage. Of course it was blown up, but that was not enough 
to gratify patriotism, and somehow it finished its wild career by 
going to the bottom of Lake Baikal, to the huge delight of the 
audience. 
More sober and far more interesting was the procession of 1500 
students with red paper lanterns through the streets of Kyoto in 
commemoration of the recent victory on the Yalu. The crowd was 
enthusiastic, but I thought tempered by a realization of the cost— 
for the Japanese seemed to feel greatly the loss of life. I was with 
a party of ladies—suddenly the passing students realized that we 
were English and rushed at us to shake hands. For some minutes 
I was shaking hands (both) with as many as could get at me! 
There is no doubt that at the time of our visit the English were very 
popular. 
Such time as could be snatched from sight-seeing and curio hunt¬ 
ing was utilized in short excursions to the wooded hills around, with, 
as will be seen, but very moderate results. 
The large Satyr Blanaida goschJcevitschii was common. The hind¬ 
wing of this butterfly is markedly fluted, like that of Pararge aegeria} 
A specimen at rest on a rock at Chudo had no list, but the sun 
1 Longstaff, Ent. Month. Mag. } 2nd Ser., vol. xiv., 1908, p. 255, 
