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Noto, an unexplored corner of Japan
by Percival Lowell
From you, my dear Basil, the confidant of my hopes toward Noto, I
know I may look for sympathy now that my advances have met with
such happy issue, however incomplete be my account. And so I ask you
to be my best man in the matter before the world.
Ever yours, Percival Lowell.
Basil Hall Chamberlain, Esq.
Contents.
I. An Unknown. II. Off and On. III. The Usui Pass. IV. Zenkoji. V. No.
VI. On a New Cornice Road. VII. Oya Shiradzu, Ko Shiradzu. VIII.
Across the Etchiu Delta. IX. Over the Arayama Pass. X. An Inland Sea.
XI. Anamidzu. XII. At Sea Again. XIII. On the Noto Highway. XIV.
The Harinoki Toge. XV. Toward the Pass. XVI. Riuzanjita. XVII. Over
the Snow. XVIII. A Genial Inkyo. XIX. Our Passport and the Basha.
XX. Down the Tenriugawa. XXI. To the Sea.
NOTO: an unexplored corner of Japan.
I. An Unknown.
The fancy took me to go to Noto.
It seemed a strange fancy to my friends.
Yet I make no apology for it; for it was a case of love at first sight.
Scanning, one evening, in Tokyo, the map of Japan, in a vague,
itinerary way, with the look one first gives to the crowd of faces in a
ballroom, my eye was caught by the pose of a province that stood out
in graphic mystery from the western coast. It made a striking figure
there, with its deep-bosomed bays and its bold headlands. Its name, it
appeared, was Noto; and the name too pleased me. I liked its vowel
color; I liked its consonant form, the liquid n and the decisive t.
Whimsically, if you please, it suggested both womanliness and will.
The more I looked the more I longed, until the desire carried me not
simply off my feet, but on to them.
Nobody seemed to know much about my inamorata. Indeed, those I
asked asked me, in their own want of information, why I went, and
what there was to see: of which questions, the second itself did for
answer to the first. Why not in fact have set my heart on going to Noto
just because it was not known! Not that it is well to believe all the
unseen to be much worth the seeing, but that I had an itching sole to
tread what others had not already effacingly betrodden.
Privately, I was delighted with the general lack of knowledge on the
subject. It served admirably to put me in conceit with my choice;
although I will own I was rather at a