Image from page 44 of “The Ansons in Asiatic temples” (1885)
Title: The Ansons in Asiatic temples
Year: 1885 (1880s)
Authors: Dobbins, Frank S[tockton]
Publisher: Philadelphia, American Baptist publication society
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: The Library of Congress
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joined the party. The mothers drew near to an ugly littlewooden idol, placed on a small pedestal, andthen reaching over their shoulders, took thehand of the little baby, and first rubbed it onthe old idoFs face, and then on the sick or sorespot on her child. The idols nose, eyes, andears were almost rubbed off. That is Bind-zuru-sama, the God of Healing, said MissKirby, and the mothers think that he willhelp their babies to get well. If they get bet-ter, then the mothers bring their bibs and fastenthem about the idols neck, as you see them. Just here, an old priest came from a stand onone side of the altar, and holding up a gildedshrine by the ring in its top, asked Miss Kirby,in Japanese, of course, if the little girl did notwant to buy a shrine of Kwanon-sama, theQueen of Heaven and Goddess of Mercy. ^^What for? said Miss Kirby. A thicycle tkip to asakusa. 35 Why, to take home with her, and to say herprayers to, that Kwanon may protect her/ Kwanon cant protect her, said Miss Kirby;
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SHRINE OF KWANON. Hhat is only a piece of wood; you ought tolook to the true God, in heaven, for protection.On the invitation of another priest, the party,first taking off their shoes, went in through theside door, around the inner shrine. At one side 36 THE AKSONS IN ASIATIC TEMPLES. was a private altar, where private masseswere said. Here a priest was building a littlebonfire of splints, on a low altar, and throwinginto the fire, every now and then, a pinch ofincense. What, with the ringing of a smallbell, the tapping the incense boxes with hisbauble,^ the telling of his beads, and themumbling of a sentence of Sanskrit over andover again, it seemed to the children a singularlysenseless jargon. Miss Kuby had often seen itbefore, but Bessie noticed, as she stole a glanceinto Miss Kirbys face, that tears of pity werefalling from her eyes. On the main altar rested a shrine of thegoddess of the temple, and in and around weregreat numbers of smaller idols. On one sideAvas a gigantic mirro
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