On the day appointed hordes of] men and women hobble along in acta or wooden clogs. The mile or so of roadway from the little Village railway station to the be temple was th with influx of pilgrims; the wicket was dammed with them; while the platform and even the tracks teemed with them. The majority were imple village folks with their families—the farmers who plod day after day in their ttle plot of paddy, patient, hardworking, thrifty and deeply " religious. In the tude one also encounters large clothes.
ous festival in " Japan—as sewhere—of a great deal of the pious tension and significance which meropped them. "This, however, really" applies only 1c bigger cities where modernism has made vast inroads, has swept away a good deal of the cant and humbug of fold (except where these are perpetrated under official auspices, for! Political reasons), and where it even the fashion for younger generation to swagger agnostics. Yet, the presence of men and women from. the some from even the capital, rants the inference—that iden stream of ancient superst!- tion still lingers in the subconscious mind of even these "emancipated" folks. The smart folks from the city were no less eager than their jccuntry cousins in their efforts to} touch the "god" chosen for the or one of the lesser]
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