THE QUIET LIFE. Certain Verses by Various Hands: the Motive set forth in a Prologue and Epilogue by AUSTIN DOBSON; the whole Adorned with Numerous Drawings by EDWIN A. ABBEY and ALFRED PARSONS. 4to, Ornamental Leather, Gilt Edges, $7 50. (_In a Box._)
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[A] Before I left Tennenji he wrote in one of my sketch-books the poem inscribed above in Japanese characters. The reading is, “Yukuri no Omi no midzu-umi no fukaki kokoro wa chiyomo chigiran,” and it may be roughly translated thus: Deep as the water of Lake Biwa, my heart has been ever true and changeless since chance brought us together.
[B] “Daikon” is a large kind of white radish, which is boiled and cut in strips and served as a savor with every meal; it is very tough, and both the smell and the flavor are repulsive. A well-known Yokohama poet has written some verses on the subject, which show a great knowledge of culinary French, and a rooted dislike to the vegetable which is shared by most foreigners. It commences in this way:
_Cook loquitur (gently)._ Won’t daikon do To stew With carrots and a bean or two? Methinks ’twould give a savor rare To cutlets à la Financière. Won’t daikon do?
_Master (decisively)._ No--daikon will _not_ do!
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