Identifier: saitomusashibobe01debe (find matches)
Title: Saito Musashi-bo Benkei : tales of the wars of the Gempei, being the story of the lives and adventures of Iyo-no-Kami Minamoto Kuro Yoshitsune and Saito Musashi-bo Benkei the warrior monk
Year: 1910 (1910s)
Authors: De Benneville, James S. (James Seguin)
Subjects: Minamoto, Yoshitsune, 1159-1189 Benkei, d. 1189?
Publisher: Yokohama : J.S. De Benneville
Contributing Library: Harold B. Lee Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University

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theneighbouring Ohara, for he surmised there was yet moreto do. It was a solemn conclave that gathered in the little dalethat morning. The monks of Miidera had traced theirproperty to its resting place, and stood before it, glad to find * There is a cut representing this scene in the little leaflet issuedby Miidera. Benkei was decidedly better looking. In the cut men-tioned he is particularly hideous. The Japanese saying is— : chochinto tsurigane to, dochira ga omoika; that is, lantern and bell, which isthe heavier? (an ill-balance, it might be interpreted). t Tora no toki—hour of the tiger, 3 a.m. J Miidera ! Miidera! I can see it! To return ! Oh, to return!I want to return ! I do not stand up for this Japanese colloquial.But after all one cannot expect much from a bell in the way of goodgrammar; a bell made out of Chinese cash at that. These coppercoins were much used in casting bells and statues; and thus I castpersonal responsibility for the wailings of the Miidera Tsurigane.
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BENKEI CARRIES OFF THE BELL OF MIIDERA. BENKEI MEETS USHIWAKA-MAEU 339 it safe even if badly scratched. But the puzzle was, howto get it back to its usual resting place. This seemed anabsolute impossibility, within any reasonable time and cost.Mournfully they watched the sun mount in the sky, with-out any usual sound or sign of recognition from the silentmetal. They got very cold comfort from the bands ofscoffing brethren from Hieisan. These stood around onthe slopes, watching with undisguised glee the predicamentof their ancient enemies. Here at least they were not atfault, although they blessed the hand that did the deed ;and the sohei of Miidera uneasily fingered their weapons,much more desirous of making use of them, than perhapshaving to put their shoulders to the wheel—or rather thebell. But at the height of the embarrassment, a hugebushi strode forth. Eight feet in heighth, with a bigsword thrust through his girdle and a halberd tall as ayoung twelve foot pine in his fist, Be

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