P^M. T~>. ' jftPAH ^ De F^.Ye^T Americ an Board of Commissioners for Foreign Missions. A CHAPTER FROM THE ACTS OF THE APOSTLES IN JAPAN. A FAMILIAR EPISTLE. [printed, not published.] .^iciiptute neabing. Acts XIX: 21-41. A WIDE-AWAKE LETTER FROM JAPAN. Okayama, Nov. 17, 1880. Dear Dr. Clark : It gives me pleasure to send you an account of the acts of some of the minor apostles. About two or three years ago, as Mr. Curtis and myself were walking through the great ex- hibition at Osaka, a young man spoke to us in broken English. “ What you do call dis ? ” he said, pointing to some article on exhibition. We entered into conversation with him, found him to be a medical student from the large castle town, Tottori, some one hundred and twenty-five miles northwest from Osaka. A few months later, he was a candidate for baptism. Shortly after that, he entered the training-school at Kioto, and last summer, during vacation, gladly undertook mis- sionary work in his native town. A dozen hearers being soon gathered, he wrote for help, and one of the teachers from the girls’ school at Kioto was sent to his aid. But vacation is a thing that don’t last forever, and these young men were compelled. to leave a promising work, the one to go back to his duties as a teacher, the other to return as 'a scholar. I was earnestly requested, both by letter and by this young man in person, to go to his native town, and take up the work so well begun. Leaving a dozen important things 4 in Osaka undone, and taking the acting (but active) pastor of the First Church with me, we crossed in three days the back of Japan, and stood on the shore of the North Sea. We were not prepared for the cool reception we met. A foreigner had been seen there once, three years ago, but the sight of one is so rare over there that it sets the whole town in commotion. But when it was known that the foreigner was going to preach the Yesu religion, the old dread of that forbidden way fell upon the hotel- keepers, and with one accord they declined to re- ceive me. A Christian, however, succeeded in securing me lodgings at a private house, and the police were instructed to be careful not to inter- fere with the new-comer, as the treaties were un- der revision, and it would not do to have any disturbance of any kind. The outlook was dis- couraging. No arrangements had been made for preaching, and only six or eight persons cared to hear the Way. I told Mr. Kajiro that I felt like Jonah, and wanted to run away. He, laughing, pulled out a letter that he had just written to his wife, and showed me that he had written the same idea. But on reflecting that Jonah didn’t better himself very much by his flight, we de- termined to see what could be done. With no idea of what the morrow would bring forth, we slept that Saturday night, and waked up to spend one of the strangest Sundays I ever saw. Before I was up, an officer, who is an earnest 5 student of the Bible, sent up his card. Then soon Mr. Kajiro found an old friend who had been to America, studied three years in New York, and was head teacher of the Normal School. He brought him to see me, and we spent a delightful morning together. Of course he knew Chris- tianity, had Bible and commentaries, spoke Eng- lish well, but had never given himself to a hearty belief in Christ. He was drifting. Then five or six others gathered to welcome us and to plan for work. In all the city there was no fit place for preaching ; but, as is the case with all the castle towns of Japan, so far as, I’ve seen, there are vast harlot-quarters, and large theaters on one side of the city. “ Shall we go to the theaters ? ” was the only question left us to consider. The young men who went there to preach in the sum- mer would not go to .such a place, and perhaps they were wise in their action. But I felt that some of the places where Jesus and Paul preached were not one whit better than the theaters of Tottori. My only inquiry was, “If we hire a theater, will the better class of people go to hear ? ” They assured me that there was no doubt about it ; there would be a good audience of as good people as the city held. So it was determined to hire the theater that day, and to advertise three days’ preaching by an American. Some went to prepare the theater, some wrote and caused to be put up about forty placards through the city, and the necessary notice was 6 sent to the police-station. The head school- teacher cheerfully promised to make the opening speech, introducing K. and myself, and to tell something of what he had seen of Christianity in the United States. Shortly after that, what was my - surprise to hear wooden clappers rattling away in front of my house, and to see a clownishly dressed fellow, shouting at the top of his voice, “ Preach- ing to-night! Religion of Jesns! By an Amer- ican ! Seats free at the theater ! ” I was told that the owner of the theater always sent out such a notice. So that, with the forty placards and the exertions of this clapper-clown, the twenty thou- sand people of Tottori became pretty well aware of the new movement in a very short space of time. Evening came, and the head-teacher called for us with his wife and two little ones — just such a lady as could do a glorious work were she a Christian. On entering the theater we found about one hundred gathered, but as soon as it be- came known that the American was really behind the scenes, the house filled rapidly, until there was not a foot of standing-room left. Six hun- dred is the ordinary capacity of this theater, but pressure steadily applied swelled that number by one hundred or two hundred more. Our intro- duction was fair, the speaker saying that Chris- tianity is divided into three great branches : Ro- man Catholic, Greek, and Protestant; that K. and myself are Protestants, and that where the Protestant custom prevails, there the greatest prosperity is found. While he loved the Chris- tian civilization, he personally was not a Chris- tian, was not advocating it, but only introducing the advocates of it. With this, K. went forward and told how Japan was awakening under the quickening influences of this new way ; that it was nothing to fear ; rather, through this religion Japan would gain the greatest possible prosperity and blessing. Then I spoke nearly an hour. The Japanese believe in protracted meetings. One speaker in an evening is not half enough, and the last speaker’s position is the place of honor. How such an audience feels when a foreigner comes before it, I do not know. Evidently they had no idea the speaker could make himself understood. But when one and another began to say, in a sup- pressed voice, “ Really, we can understand,” the desire to hear increased, and the crowd that could not get in increased, until the outsiders burst through one or two weak places in the sides of the poorly built theater. But, as in natural philos- ophy, the pressure from within outwards being equal to the pressure from without inwards, noth- of benefit resulted to those without. One thing was clearly seen by the little band of Christians who had the matter in charge : that that theater was too small. So they gave that up, and rented for the next night the largest theater in all that region ; one that would hold, under pressure, twelve hundred. The next day, K. and I were busy without cessation with those who came to congratulate us, and to inquire more about the Way, and to invite us to a feast. Among our callers were the preacher of the Greek religion, who is trying to gather a church there, and several of his fol- lowers not yet baptized. As their respectful man- ner and kindness brought us into close relations with them, we discussed in the most friendly way the differences in our beliefs, and I urged that since we both felt called to work in Tottori, there should be no unpleasant feelings ; and since several were in doubt as to which to join, we should unite our efforts in public, to convince everybody that we cared more for Christian love than we did for any church creed. In short, I urged the Greek preacher to speak at the theater with K. and myself. He readily accepted, and that night we three attempted to teach the largest and most uncontrollable crowd I have yet seen in Japan. The theater filled up to its edges, over- flowed on to the speaker’s platform, crowded into the actors’ rooms where we were waiting, and, before we could commence, the place bid fair to be the scene of an uproar for which the new religion was likely to be called into question. Hoping to quiet the audience, K. stepped for- ward and beckoned with his hand, and began the first speech. But not only was the press too great, but several fellows of the baser sort were evidently aching to cause an outbreak. K. made a brave and prolonged stand, but was repeatedly 9 interrupted by fellows within, and by the hun- dreds without who couldn’t get in. When he came back into the actors’ rooms it was plain that he was seriously anxious. We sent for po- lice, but several said there were not police enough in Tottori to control that crowd. Meanwhile, the Greek stepped forward, and being of command- ing appearance, and a new face to them, they quieted down for a few moments, but when he tried to explain the “ narrow gate,” they refused to listen ; the interruptions grew more decided, local disturbances took place, and at last, in- sulted, he was forced to retire. It was now my turn. Some of my friends thought I ought not to adventure myself into the theater before them ; others, that I should step forward and dismiss them with a brief remark or two. A large part of the audience was yet in good order, and I felt sure no insult was intended towards me. There was not the slightest fear of personal harm — only that the evil-minded fellows would force a free fight there and then, for which the preaching of the Yesu religion would be naturally held re- sponsible. So I stepped out before them. The better portion, perhaps over half the people, im- mediately became quiet, but there were no signs of yielding in other parts of the house. At last I shouted out that in America the Japanese had the reputation of being the politest people on the face of the earth ; but if they didn’t stop this up- roar and be quiet, there was one American who 10 never would say that the Tottori-ites were polite. This being applauded by the few hundreds who could hear, the rest suddenly wanted to hear too. One or two hundred who couldn’t see me still kept up a disturbance, whereupon I shouted to them that if their desire was to see the foreigner, pro- vided they would only content themselves for a few moments with hearing me. I’d wait till mid- night to show them my face. This provoked general applause ; and after that, though some made slight interruptions, there was excellent at- tention given by over a thousand of them for nearly an hour, while I opened up the folly of worshiping dried wood, and ridiculed the absurd customs that inevitably arise from idolatry. I "was compelled to keep a-going, as any pause would have been only an opportunity for an out- break. They met my statements of what I had seen in Japan with surprise that I had found out so much, and with repeated applause, until I turned to the inevitable injury that idolaters ^everywhere and universally must receive, intel- -lectually and socially. At last, upon my appeal- 5hg to the ambition all true Japanese have to take -their place among the foremost nations of the sewth, and assuring them that such stultification laiid licentiousness as came from idolatry would (prevent their sure advance into true civilization, stheir applause gave way to a serious thoughtful- -riess, and the boisterous audience became like a rgood old-fashioned church in America on Sun- day. It was no little relief by this time to see a policeman here and there in the audience, and, on dismissing the people, they for the most part quietly withdrew. But, fearing the crowd would become even worse on the next night, we called, on our way home, at the central office, thanked them for their assistance, and asked for police in abundance for the next night. Then we prayed for rain, or any obstacle that would prevent such a gathering again. There is no time to write the interesting atten- tions received on the following day. Again and again we congratulated ourselves, on the snow, and hail, and rain, that came fitfully all day, and just about the time for gathering, it was all we could desire. We felt sure that nothing but a true interest would bring out hearers. But the whole city was agitated, and the theater quickly filled. The head-teacher, who now was very much interested, made the first address, telling how deeply he felt over last night’s speeches ; he was glad indeed to have a foreigner here, but he was filled with sorrow at hearing his country described as so degraded in morals, while he could not deny it. Some doubtless felt very grateful to hear the foreigner say that Americans regarded the Japanese as the most polite people on the earth ; but he felt far more like crying at hearing such a remark. “For Japanese polite- ness — what is it? It is all beautiful formality, without one particle of kindness and love in it'; 12 and since I’ve been to America, I’ve had nothing more to do with it. Let us give up our empty greetings, and become kind and loving.” With such an earnest opening, my confidence was en- tirely restored. But some in the audience grew restless, began interruptions, grew worse and more insulting than last night, and actually broke the speaker down, forcing him to retire in anger and disgust. The police had no authority, or else would not show it. There was little hope left for any successful talking. But K. went for- ward, and, after repeatedly trying to catch atten- tion, he quieted the larger portion ; and then he made one of the most taking addresses I have yet listened to in Japanese. He fairly poured out an unbroken stream of wit and truth, until he had his audience at will ; then, bearing more di- rectly on the great aim of our work, he had the closest attention for an hour, the people forget- ting that there was a foreigner behind the cur- tains, and the foreigner, listening with delight, forgot that his turn was next. I felt that K. had made a deep impression in favor of Christianity, and I offered him ten yen to write that address out for a tract for general distribution. My ser- mon was well received, as I urged them to com- pare the commands of Christianity with those of Buddhism; but it was very evident that K. had done more than the rest of us put together. Well, what did it amount to? For one thing, it is evident that this nation is ripe for 13 throwing away idolatry. The people, in many cases, feel that the priests are simply squeezing all the money they can, without giving any ade- quate return ; and the delight with which they hear their nonsensical idolatrous customs spoken lightly of, shows that the day of deep love for such things is passing away. More than that, I have heard of repeated cases of those who have said, “ Well, the foreigner is right; no more idols for me.” So wide-spread is the feeling that there must be a reform, that the most powerful sect of the Buddhist religion has become an open advo- cate of no more idols, except Amida, the lord of all, and his idol is to be used only as a finger pointing to the invisible Creator and Ruler of the universe. Another thing is that public opinion is being shaped rapidly in favor of Christianity. There is still a lingering fear in many minds as they recall the terrible punishments inflicted upon the early Roman Catholic Christians. But I called on the Governor, was very pleasantly re- ceived, and he expressed himself disappointed that he personally had not been able to attend the lectures. He recognized the fact with a quiet smile, that, while the Yesu religion is forbidden, yet there is no desire to prevent its spread ; and “ even if there were, we couldn’t help it,” he added. Others remarked, “We know ;/<9Z£/ that there is nothing bad about Christianity.” And on the steamboat, as we were just falling asleep, we heard some passengers talking of the new 14 Way. “ Christianity is not bad, you know ; there is no use in anybody’s contending any longer for the existence of more than one God.” Yet, best of all, the day after our three nights’ course, we intended to return ; but so urgent were the requests for us to stop one more day, that we remained over, and met nine men who, with their families and friends, wished to form a company to study the Bible every Sunday evening. K., with great tact, made a little Book of Life, in which their names were written, and in which they pledged themselves to begin immediately the searching of the Scriptures. They drew lots to determine at whose house the first meeting should be held. Then K., calling on them to thank God for his great love in leading them to the light of His gospel, prayed from his full heart before those first-fruits. The head-teacher was there, promising to work with and for this little band. His wife is full of joy, and is one of the “ honor- able women ” who see the w'orth and need of Christianity from its first presentation. She be- came a Christian on the spot. I spent an hour with him on the reasonableness and need of daily prayer. In the evening K. slipped out, leaving me to talk to the endless string of visitors. When he came back, I was alone, and the look of pleas- ure on K.’s face was too apparent. “ We’ve just had the first family prayers in this city ; father, wife, mother, and two sons uniting in it, and thanking me for teaching them how to pray.” With that, our cup was full. Weary with the ex- citing and ceaseless work, we kneeled for our last evening prayer, thanking God for all his loving leading. We intended to take a quiet departure on the following morning, but our new brothers all came in, with their politeness undiminished, but with their love undoubtedly quickened, and, giving K. and myself their various parting pres- ents of fruit, paper, cake, and money, we felt one common impulse to pray once more together. Then, insisting upon it that nobody should escort me out of the city, I undertook to shake hands with the brothers. But, alas 1 they didn’t know how. “ Let me shake hands as we do in Amer- ica,” I said. They all began to look doubtful, but I persevered until I had shaken anything they would offer — shut hands, limp, left hands, stiff arms, or the five fingers bunched together. It was an entirely one-sided affair. Some say that the touch of a hand often affects the heart of the receiver. Whether this final wiggle reached so far as to the hearts of those wiggled, remains for the future to disclose. It took three days to cross, by another road, the mountains to Okayama, where the warm wel- come of brothers and sisters awaited me. Four nights of preaching to a crowded house, before the newly formed church, gave me deep pleasure. Then, together with brother Curtis, I returned home. But to tell you fully what had happened during those fifteen days would fill pages. Mr. i6 Savvayama had resigned his connection with the Missionary Society on account of declining strength. The new church-movement I men- tioned in my last has come to a head, and Mr. Leavitt is drawing the plan for the new building. In one of the out-stations worked from Osaka, a church is to be built immediately, and we are earnestly requested to send a foreigner over there to give the new movement a start ; and as this is the celebrated Ise, the center of Shintoism, we shall not neglect it. The girls’ school has had several additions. One physician, whose obstacle to the Christian life had been for three years his concubine, had given her up, and is an applicant for baptism. An old woman, who had run away from her friends in Kobe because she couldn’t stand it to live any longer with Christians, and had come to live in Osaka, found her Osaka friends infected with the hated religion, and is now herself an humble hearer of the W ord. Ap- plicants for baptism have increased ; and this week another united missionary meeting is to be held to see if it be possible to send a man from our over-worked forces to Tottori, to hear re- ports from our four fields, to elect a man in place of Mr. Sawayama, and to plan for large, pro- tracted meetings within this city. It bids fair to be a true Thanksgiving day, or rather week, for Osaka. Truly yours, J. H. De Forest. Sent from Rooms of A, B, C. F. J/., BostoHy January 3^ iBBi. e. k. a.