第 49 节
作者:温暖寒冬      更新:2022-07-12 16:19      字数:9322
  water; and the red ashes of the volcano; which forms the south
  point of the bay; glowed in the sunlight。  This wretched steamer;
  whose boilers are so often 〃sick〃 that she can never be relied
  upon; is the only means of reaching the new capital without taking
  a most difficult and circuitous route。  To continue the pier and
  put a capable good steamer on the ferry would be a useful
  expenditure of money。  The breeze was strong and in our favour; but
  even with this it took us six weary hours to steam twenty…five
  miles; and it was eight at night before we reached the beautiful
  and almost land…locked bay of Mororan; with steep; wooded sides;
  and deep water close to the shore; deep enough for the foreign
  ships of war which occasionally anchor there; much to the detriment
  of the town。  We got off in over…crowded sampans; and several
  people fell into the water; much to their own amusement。  The
  servants from the different yadoyas go down to the jetty to 〃tout〃
  for guests with large paper lanterns; and the effect of these; one
  above another; waving and undulating; with their soft coloured
  light; was as bewitching as the reflection of the stars in the
  motionless water。  Mororan is a small town very picturesquely
  situated on the steep shore of a most lovely bay; with another
  height; richly wooded; above it; with shrines approached by flights
  of stone stairs; and behind this hill there is the first Aino
  village along this coast。
  The long; irregular street is slightly picturesque; but I was
  impressed both with the unusual sight of loafers and with the
  dissolute look of the place; arising from the number of joroyas;
  and from the number of yadoyas that are also haunts of the vicious。
  I could only get a very small room in a very poor and dirty inn;
  but there were no mosquitoes; and I got a good meal of fish。  On
  sending to order horses I found that everything was arranged for my
  journey。  The Governor sent his card early; to know if there were
  anything I should like to see or do; but; as the morning was grey
  and threatening; I wished to push on; and at 9。30 I was in the
  kuruma at the inn door。  I call it the kuruma because it is the
  only one; and is kept by the Government for the conveyance of
  hospital patients。  I sat there uncomfortably and patiently for
  half an hour; my only amusement being the flirtations of Ito with a
  very pretty girl。  Loiterers assembled; but no one came to draw the
  vehicle; and by degrees the dismal truth leaked out that the three
  coolies who had been impressed for the occasion had all absconded;
  and that four policemen were in search of them。  I walked on in a
  dawdling way up the steep hill which leads from the town; met Mr。
  Akboshi; a pleasant young Japanese surveyor; who spoke English and
  stigmatised Mororan as 〃the worst place in Yezo;〃 and; after fuming
  for two hours at the waste of time; was overtaken by Ito with the
  horses; in a boiling rage。  〃They're the worst and wickedest
  coolies in all Japan;〃 he stammered; 〃two more ran away; and now
  three are coming; and have got paid for four; and the first three
  who ran away got paid; and the Express man's so ashamed for a
  foreigner; and the Governor's in a furious rage。〃
  Except for the loss of time it made no difference to me; but when
  the kuruma did come up the runners were three such ruffianly…
  looking men; and were dressed so wildly in bark cloth; that; in
  sending Ito on twelve miles to secure relays; I sent my money along
  with him。  These men; though there were three instead of two; never
  went out of a walk; and; as if on purpose; took the vehicle over
  every stone and into every rut; and kept up a savage chorus of
  〃haes…ha; haes…hora〃 the whole time; as if they were pulling stone…
  carts。  There are really no runners out of Hakodate; and the men
  don't know how to pull; and hate doing it。
  Mororan Bay is truly beautiful from the top of the ascent。  The
  coast scenery of Japan generally is the loveliest I have ever seen;
  except that of a portion of windward Hawaii; and this yields in
  beauty to none。  The irregular grey town; with a grey temple on the
  height above; straggles round the little bay on a steep; wooded
  terrace; hills; densely wooded; and with a perfect entanglement of
  large…leaved trailers; descend abruptly to the water's edge; the
  festoons of the vines are mirrored in the still waters; and above
  the dark forest; and beyond the gleaming sea; rises the red; peaked
  top of the volcano。  Then the road dips abruptly to sandy
  swellings; rising into bold headlands here and there; and for the
  first time I saw the surge of 5000 miles of unbroken ocean break
  upon the shore。  Glimpses of the Pacific; an uncultivated; swampy
  level quite uninhabited; and distant hills mainly covered with
  forest; made up the landscape till I reached Horobets; a mixed
  Japanese and Aino village built upon the sand near the sea。
  In these mixed villages the Ainos are compelled to live at a
  respectful distance from the Japanese; and frequently out…number
  them; as at Horobets; where there are forty…seven Aino and only
  eighteen Japanese houses。  The Aino village looks larger than it
  really is; because nearly every house has a kura; raised six feet
  from the ground by wooden stilts。  When I am better acquainted with
  the houses I shall describe them; at present I will only say that
  they do not resemble the Japanese houses so much as the Polynesian;
  as they are made of reeds very neatly tied upon a wooden framework。
  They have small windows; and roofs of a very great height; and
  steep pitch; with the thatch in a series of very neat frills; and
  the ridge poles covered with reeds; and ornamented。  The coast
  Ainos are nearly all engaged in fishing; but at this season the men
  hunt deer in the forests。  On this coast there are several names
  compounded with bets or pets; the Aino for a river; such as
  Horobets; Yubets; Mombets; etc。
  I found that Ito had been engaged for a whole hour in a violent
  altercation; which was caused by the Transport Agent refusing to
  supply runners for the kuruma; saying that no one in Horobets would
  draw one; but on my producing the shomon I was at once started on
  my journey of sixteen miles with three Japanese lads; Ito riding on
  to Shiraoi to get my room ready。  I think that the Transport
  Offices in Yezo are in Government hands。  In a few minutes three
  Ainos ran out of a house; took the kuruma; and went the whole stage
  without stopping。  They took a boy and three saddled horses along
  with them to bring them back; and rode and hauled alternately; two
  youths always attached to the shafts; and a man pushing behind。
  They were very kind; and so courteous; after a new fashion; that I
  quite forgot that I was alone among savages。  The lads were young
  and beardless; their lips were thick; and their mouths very wide;
  and I thought that they approached more nearly to the Eskimo type
  than to any other。  They had masses of soft black hair falling on
  each side of their faces。  The adult man was not a pure Aino。  His
  dark hair was not very thick; and both it and his beard had an
  occasional auburn gleam。  I think I never saw a face more
  completely beautiful in features and expression; with a lofty; sad;
  far…off; gentle; intellectual look; rather that of Sir Noel Paton's
  〃Christ〃 than of a savage。  His manner was most graceful; and he
  spoke both Aino and Japanese in the low musical tone which I find
  is a characteristic of Aino speech。  These Ainos never took off
  their clothes; but merely let them fall from one or both shoulders
  when it was very warm。
  The road from Horobets to Shiraoi is very solitary; with not more
  than four or five houses the whole way。  It is broad and straight;
  except when it ascends hills or turns inland to cross rivers; and
  is carried across a broad swampy level; covered with tall wild
  flowers; which extends from the high beach thrown up by the sea for
  two miles inland; where there is a lofty wall of wooded rock; and
  beyond this the forest…covered mountains of the interior。  On the
  top of the raised beach there were Aino hamlets; and occasionally a
  nearly overpowering stench came across the level from the sheds and
  apparatus used for extracting fish…oil。  I enjoyed the afternoon
  thoroughly。  It is so good to have got beyond the confines of
  stereotyped civilisation and the trammels of Japanese travelling to
  the solitude of nature and an atmosphere of freedom。  It was grey;
  with a hard; dark line of ocean horizon; and over the weedy level
  the grey road; with grey telegraph…poles along it; stretched
  wearisomely like a grey thread。  The breeze came up from the sea;
  rustled the reeds; and waved the tall plumes of the Eulalia
  japonica; and the thunder of the Pacific surges boomed through the
  air with its grand; deep bass。  Poetry and music pervaded the
  solitude; and my spirit was rested。
  Going up and then down a steep; wooded hill; the road appeared to
  return to its original state of brushwood; and the men stopped at
  the broken edge of a declivity which led down to a shingle bank and
  a foam…crested river of clear; blue…green water; strongly
  impregnated with sulphur from some medicinal springs above; with a
  steep bank of tangle on the oppos