Identifier: buddhascrystalot00ozak (find matches)
Title: Buddha's crystal and other fairy stories
Year: 1908 (1900s)
Authors: Ozaki, Yei Theodora Iwaya, Sazanami, 1870-1933
Subjects: Tales -- Japan
Publisher: Tokyo : Kelly & Walsh
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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reattemples on the hills overlooking the sea. Kaniatari now returned to Nara carrying with joy theBuddha-retlecting Crystal, which, with the other twotreasures, he and the Chinese Admiral took to the Templeof Kofukuji and delivered to the high priest there m hisdaughters name. The Admiral Banko then returned toChina to tell Kohaku that he had fulfilled his mission andto relate all that had befallen the Sacred Crystal. And Kamatari took the motherless infant to his homeand reared it as his own child. In due time, when the boygrew to manhood, the great man made him a samurai, andadopted him as his son even as he had promised the boysmother, the finder of Buddhas Cr)stal. At last the young man succeeded Kamatari in office asa state minister, and on learnir g the sad story of how hismother had sacrificed her life to buy him the heritage of asamurai, to her noble n.emory he raised a temple in theharbour of Shido-no-ura. This temple is known as Shidojiand is visited by pilgrims to this day.
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THEN HB PADDLED HIMSELF UP THE RIVER IN HIS TINY LACQUER BOWL. Issunbo^hi TV/TANY, many years ago there lived in the province ofSetsu and the town oi Naniwa, now called Osaka,an old man and an old woman. They were a sad anddisappointed old couple, for the great wish of their liveswas to have a son to carry on their name and to pray for 30 ISSUNBOSHI their souls when they were dead, and this was never grantedthem. They said to themselves that even if they had achild as small as one ot their little fingers they would be faincontent, but the years had passed by and had not broughtthem even this meagre wish born of a vanishing hope. At last they determined to ask the gods for help.They shut up their cotta^i-e, the old woman putting every-thing in order in the house, and the old man giving his lastsweep to the tiny garden. Not a speck of dust was to beseen on the mats, nor a stray leaf on the irregular-stoned,pathway, as the old couple turned for a last look at theirlittle home, first at t

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