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Your thin face peers like a fox from its hole. If you deceive me, yet must I remain, for should she come " "You shall soon perceive for yourself, dear Dragon Youth." Mata entered with hot sakè. "Go! We shall serve ourselves," said Kano, much to her relief. "I seldom drink," observed Tatsu, as the old man filled his cup. "Once it made of me a fool.
"There 's your jewel of a painter," old Mata, indoors, would say. "Look at him, master, a noble figure, indeed, standing on one leg like a love-sick stork!" And Kano, helpless before his own misery and the old dame's acrid triumph, would keep silence, only muttering invocations to the gods for self-control. Often the young wife pretended a sudden desire for her own artistic work.
Bueno Core, too, deserves honorable mention for the cleanness and snap of his act; and Del Kano should also be named among the cleverer performers. One of the best known of the modern fire-eaters was Barnello, who was a good business man as well, and kept steadily employed at a better salary than the rank and file of his contemporaries.
There were boxes of cakes, fruit, and eggs; and jinrikishas piled with a medley of gifts. Even Kano was impressed. Uchida rubbed his two fat hands together and laughed at everything. Umè-ko, watching the moving shadows pass under her father's gate-roof, closed her eyes quickly and caught her breath. The next gift from the Kano home was to be herself. By this time autumn was upon the year.
Not even a sparrow chirped. Could something be wrong? Suddenly a laugh rang out, the low spontaneous laugh of a happy girl. Kano clutched the gate-post. It was not the sort of laugh that one gives at sight of a splendid painting. It had too intimate, too personal, a ring. But surely Tatsu was painting! What else did he live for, if not to paint? The old man bore a heavy homeward heart.
Mata brought in to them, immediately, hot tea and a small dish of pickled plums. Kano drew a sigh of relief as he saw Tatsu take up a plum, and then accept, from the servant's hands, a cup of steaming tea. These things promised well for future docility. It could not be said that the meal was convivial. Umè-ko had received orders from her father not to appear.
The population was very numerous, exceeding even that of Kano, being estimated indeed at some forty or fifty thousand, nearly all Fellatahs. On the 19th September, after a long and weary journey, Clapperton at last entered Kano. He at once discovered that he would have been more welcome if he had come from the east, for the war with Bornou had broken off all communication with Fezzan and Tripoli.
I was beginning to feel a little peace from pain. Do not speak of her. You can have no message." "I have known Kano Umè-ko her whole life long," persisted the holy man. "She is worthy of a nobler love than this you are giving her." "There may be love more noble, but none none more terrible than mine," wailed out the sick man. "I cannot even die.
Older artists wished to paint his portrait. Print-makers hung about his house striving to catch at least a glimpse of him, which being elaborated, might serve as his likeness in the weekly supplement of some up-to-date newspaper. Sentimental maidens wrote poems to him, tied them with long, shining filaments of hair, and suspended them to the gate, or upon the bamboo hedges of the Kano home.
Old Kano, in the background, rocked to and fro, and, after a short pause of waiting, clapped his hands for Mata. "Hai-ie-ie-ie-ie!" came the thin voice, long drawn out, from the kitchen. She entered with a tray of steaming food, placing it before Tatsu. A second tray was brought for the master, and a fresh bottle of wine.
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