isolation are overpowering； and it is enough to produce madness to
be shut in for ever with the thunder of the everlasting surf； which
compels one to raise one's voice in order to be heard。 In the
wood； half a mile from the sea； there is an Aino village of thirty
houses； and the appearance of a few of the savages gliding
noiselessly over the beach in the twilight added to the ghastliness
and loneliness of the scene。 The horses were unloaded by the time
I arrived； and several courteous Ainos showed me to my room；
opening on a small courtyard with a heavy gate。 The room was
musty； and； being rarely used； swarmed with spiders。 A saucer of
fish…oil and a wick rendered darkness visible； and showed faintly
the dark； pathetic faces of a row of Ainos in the verandah； who
retired noiselessly with their graceful salutation when I bade them
good…night。 Food was hardly to be expected； yet they gave me rice；
potatoes； and black beans boiled in equal parts of brine and syrup；
which are very palatable。 The cuts and bruises of yesterday became
so very painful with the cold of the early morning that I have been
obliged to remain here。
I。 L。 B。
LETTER XLI
A Group of FathersThe Lebunge AinosThe Salisburia adiantifolia…
…A Family GroupThe Missing LinkOshamambeDisorderly Horses
The River YurapuThe SeasideAino CanoesThe Last Morning
Dodging Europeans。
HAKODATE； September 12。
Lebunge is a most fascinating place in its awful isolation。 The
house…master was a friendly man； and much attached to the Ainos。
If other officials entrusted with Aino concerns treat the Ainos as
fraternally as those of Usu and Lebunge； there is not much to
lament。 This man also gave them a high character for honesty and
harmlessness； and asked if they might come and see me before I
left； so twenty men； mostly carrying very pretty children； came
into the yard with the horses。 They had never seen a foreigner；
but； either from apathy or politeness； they neither stare nor press
upon one as the Japanese do； and always make a courteous
recognition。 The bear…skin housing of my saddle pleased them very
much； and my boots of unblacked leather； which they compare to the
deer…hide moccasins which they wear for winter hunting。 Their
voices were the lowest and most musical that I have heard；
incongruous sounds to proceed from such hairy； powerful…looking
men。 Their love for their children was most marked。 They caressed
them tenderly； and held them aloft for notice； and when the house…
master told them how much I admired the brown； dark…eyed； winsome
creatures； their faces lighted with pleasure； and they saluted me
over and over again。 These； like other Ainos； utter a short
screeching sound when they are not pleased； and then one recognises
the savage。
These Lebunge Ainos differ considerably from those of the eastern
villages； and I have again to notice the decided sound or click of
the ts at the beginning of many words。 Their skins are as swarthy
as those of Bedaween； their foreheads comparatively low； their eyes
far more deeply set their stature lower； their hair yet more
abundant； the look of wistful melancholy more marked； and two； who
were unclothed for hard work in fashioning a canoe； were almost
entirely covered with short； black hair； specially thick on the
shoulders and back； and so completely concealing the skin as to
reconcile one to the lack of clothing。 I noticed an enormous
breadth of chest； and a great development of the muscles of the
arms and legs。 All these Ainos shave their hair off for two inches
above their brows； only allowing it there to attain the length of
an inch。 Among the well…clothed Ainos in the yard there was one
smooth…faced； smooth…skinned； concave…chested； spindle…limbed；
yellow Japanese； with no other clothing than the decorated bark…
cloth apron which the Ainos wear in addition to their coats and
leggings。 Escorted by these gentle； friendly savages； I visited
their lodges； which are very small and poor； and in every way
inferior to those of the mountain Ainos。 The women are short and
thick…set； and most uncomely。
From their village I started for the longest； and by reputation the
worst； stage of my journey； seventeen miles； the first ten of which
are over mountains。 So solitary and disused is this track that on
a four days' journey we have not met a human being。 In the Lebunge
valley； which is densely forested； and abounds with fordable
streams and treacherous ground； I came upon a grand specimen of the
Salisburia adiantifolia； which； at a height of three feet from the
ground； divides into eight lofty stems； none of them less than 2
feet 5 inches in diameter。 This tree； which grows rapidly； is so
well adapted to our climate that I wonder it has not been
introduced on a large scale； as it may be seen by everybody in Kew
Gardens。 There is another tree with orbicular leaves in pairs；
which grows to an immense size。
From this valley a worn…out； stony bridle…track ascends the western
side of Lebungetoge； climbing through a dense forest of trees and
trailers to a height of about 2000 feet； where； contented with its
efforts； it reposes； and； with only slight ups and downs； continues
along the top of a narrow ridge within the seaward mountains；
between high walls of dense bamboo； which； for much of that day's
journey； is the undergrowth alike of mountain and valley； ragged
peak； and rugged ravine。 The scenery was as magnificent as on the
previous day。 A guide was absolutely needed； as the track ceased
altogether in one place； and for some time the horses had to
blunder their way along a bright； rushing river； swirling rapidly
downwards； heavily bordered with bamboo； full of deep holes； and
made difficult by trees which have fallen across it。 There Ito；
whose horse could not keep up with the others； was lost； or rather
lost himself； which led to a delay of two hours。 I have never seen
grander forest than on that two days' ride。
At last the track； barely passable after its recovery； dips over a
precipitous bluff； and descends close to the sea； which has
evidently receded considerably。 Thence it runs for six miles on a
level； sandy strip； covered near the sea with a dwarf bamboo about
five inches high； and farther inland with red roses and blue
campanula。
At the foot of the bluff there is a ruinous Japanese house； where
an Aino family has been placed to give shelter and rest to any who
may be crossing the pass。 I opened my bento bako of red lacquer；
and found that it contained some cold； waxy potatoes； on which I
dined； with the addition of some tea； and then waited wearily for
Ito； for whom the guide went in search。 The house and its inmates
were a study。 The ceiling was gone； and all kinds of things； for
which I could not imagine any possible use； hung from the blackened
rafters。 Everything was broken and decayed； and the dirt was
appalling。 A very ugly Aino woman； hardly human in her ugliness；
was splitting bark fibre。 There were several irori； Japanese
fashion； and at one of them a grand…looking old man was seated
apathetically contemplating the boiling of a pot。 Old； and sitting
among ruins； he represented the fate of a race which； living； has
no history； and perishing leaves no monument。 By the other irori
sat； or rather crouched； the 〃MISSING LINK。〃 I was startled when I
first saw it。 It wasshall I say？a man； and the mate； I cannot
write the husband； of the ugly woman。 It was about fifty。 The
lofty Aino brow had been made still loftier by shaving the head for
three inches above it。 The hair hung； not in shocks； but in snaky
wisps； mingling with a beard which was grey and matted。 The eyes
were dark but vacant； and the face had no other expression than
that look of apathetic melancholy which one sometimes sees on the
faces of captive beasts。 The arms and legs were unnaturally long
and thin； and the creature sat with the knees tucked into the
armpits。 The limbs and body； with the exception of a patch on each
side； were thinly covered with fine black hair； more than an inch
long； which was slightly curly on the shoulders。 It showed no
other sign of intelligence than that evidenced by boiling water for
my tea。 When Ito arrived he looked at it with disgust； exclaiming；
〃The Ainos are just dogs； they had a dog for their father；〃 in
allusion to their own legend of their origin。
The level was pleasant after the mountains； and a canter took us
pleasantly to Oshamambe； where we struck the old road from Mori to
Satsuporo； and where I halted for a day to rest my spine； from
which I was suffering much。 Oshamambe looks dismal even in the
sunshine； decayed and dissipated； with many people lounging about
in it doing nothing； with the dazed look which over…indulgence in
sake gives to the eyes。 The sun was scorching hot； and I was glad
to find refuge from it in a crowded and dilapidated yadoya； where
there were no black beans； and the use of eggs did not appear to be
recognised。 My room was only enclosed by shoji； and there were
scarcely five minutes of the day in which eyes were not applied to
the finger…holes with which they were liberally riddled； and during
the n