Entered at Stationers’ Hall, London
Copyright, 1908, Tokyo


Japanese Folk Stories
W. P. I

TO
DR. ALFRED DE ROULET

CONTENTS

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[The Choice of the Princess][9]
[The Mirror of the Sun Goddess][17]
[The Sworded Falcon][22]
[The Phantom Cats][27]
[The Sword of the Clustering Clouds of Heaven][35]
[The Boastful Bamboo][40]
[The Angel’s Robe][46]
[The Moon and the Cuckoo][50]
[The Hang-The-Money-Up Tree][54]
[The Goddess of Green-growing Things][58]
[The Knightly Waste-paper Man][62]
[The Hunter and the Priest][73]
[The Princess Moonbeam][78]
[The Single Lantern of Yamato][83]
[The Soul of the Samurai][87]
[The Dream of the Golden Box][91]
[The Princess of the Sea][96]
[The Firefly of Matsui][104]
[The Mountain Rose][107]
[The Evil One and the Rat][112]
[The Painter of Cats][115]
[The Coming of Benten Sama][124]
[The Waterfall Which Flowed Saké][128]
[The Boy and the Spirits of Things][133]
[The Daughter of a Samurai][137]
[The Fishes of the Boiling Spring][144]
[The Inao of the Ainu][149]
[The Goblin Tree][154]
[The Man Who Became a Serpent][158]
[The Laughing Dumpling][162]
[The Sacrifice to Kompira][173]
[The Two Brothers][177]
[The Princess and the Fox Baby][183]

THE CHOICE OF THE PRINCESS

A beautiful princess lived in Inaba. She was called the Princess of Yakami, and was the loveliest princess in all the land. Her skin was like velvet, her hair was dark as night, and her eyes were as bright and soft as the stars. She was sweet as well as fair, but willful, and when they said, “Fair Princess, you must marry,” she replied, “The time has not yet come. I see nowhere in Inaba the man who may be my lord.”

At this the court was in despair. The Princess would not marry until she was quite ready,—that the counselors knew. They had not counseled the little, pretty, willful princess for nothing. Had the king, her father, lived it might have been different; but he was long since gone, and the queen mother could do no more with the princess than could the wise men of the kingdom. Early in her life the princess had learned that there was just one thing she could say which no one could answer. She had only to look very sweetly at whoever was trying to persuade her to do something, and then, with a dainty little smile, say simply, “But I don’t want to!”

That was all. No one, not even the wisest of the counselors, had ever found an answer to that. It was a strange state of affairs; for all the little princesses before had been gentle and sweet, and had done just what they were told.