NINGYO-NO-HAKA

MANYEMON had coaxed the child indoors, and made her eat. She appeared to be about eleven years old, intelligent, and pathetically docile. Her name was Ine, which means "springing rice;" and her frail slimness made the name seem appropriate.

When she began, under Manyemon's gentle persuasion, to tell her story, I anticipated something queer from the accompanying change in her voice. She spoke in a high thin sweet tone, perfectly even,--a tone changeless and unemotional as the chanting of the little kettle over its charcoal bed. Not unfrequently in Japan one may hear a girl or a woman utter something touching or cruel or terrible in just such a steady, level, penetrating tone, but never anything indifferent. It always means that feeling is being kept under control.

"There were six of us at home," said Ine,--"mother and father and father's mother, who

was very old, and my brother and myself, and a little sister. Father was a hyoguya, a paper-hanger: he papered sliding-screens and also mounted kakemono. Mother was a hairdresser. My brother was apprenticed to a seal-cutter.

"Father and mother did well: mother made even more money than father. We had good clothes and good food; and we never had any real sorrow until father fell sick. "It was the middle of the hot season. Father had always been healthy: we did not think that his sickness was dangerous, and he did not think so himself. But the very next day he died. We were very much surprised. Mother tried to hide her heart, and to wait upon her customers as before. But she was not very strong, and the pain of father's death came too quickly. Eight days after father's funeral mother also died. It was so sudden that everybody wondered. Then the neighbors told us that we must make a ningyo-no-haka at once,--or else there would be another death in our house. My brother said they were right; but he put off doing what they told him. Perhaps he did not have money

enough, I do not know; but the haka was not made ... . . .

"What is a ningyo-no-haka?" I interrupted.

"I think," Manyemon made answer, "that You have seen many ningyo-no-haka without knowing what they were;--they look just like graves of children. It is believed that when two of a family die in the same year, a third also must soon die. There is a saying, Always three graves. So when two out of one family have been buried in the same year, a third grave is made next to the graves of those two, and in it is put a coffin containing only a little figure of straw,--wara-ningyo; and over that grave a small tombstone is set up, bearing a kaimyo.[1] The priests of the temple to which the graveyard belongs write the kaimyo for these little gravestones. By making a ningyo-no-haka it is thought that a death may be prevented. . . . We listen for the rest, Ine."