A quaint little village, this, with but little left to recall its glorious memories, For Kamakura was the capital of Japan in the time of the Plantagenet, ancient temples at though faded and ta ished, are full of interest and charm.
At the end of the road is the temple of Kwannon, to which we must mount up three flights of steps. Of curious! aspect is this old temple of Kwannon, with its high sloping roof and its twain gilt swastika on the ridge glo the sun. At the top of the fic ight in a shrine on the right, with a figure of annon—not the Kwannon, however.
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.