<h2 class="label">XXIV</h2>
<h2 class="main">THE HOME OF THE FAIRIES</h2></div>
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<p class="par first">In the days of King In-jo (1623–1649) there
was a student of Confucius who lived in Ka-pyong. He was still a young
man and unmarried. His education had not been extensive, for he had
read only a little in the way of history and literature. For some
reason or other he left his home and went into Kang-won Province.
Travelling on horseback, and with a servant, he reached a mountain,
where he was overtaken by rain that wet him through. Mysteriously, from
some unknown cause, his servant suddenly died, and the man, in fear and
distress, drew the body to the side of the hill, where he left it and
went on his way weeping. When he had gone but a short distance, the
horse he rode fell under him and died also. Such was his plight: his
servant dead, his horse dead, rain falling fast, and the road an
unknown one. He did not know what to do or where to go, and reduced
thus to walking, he broke down and cried. At this point there met him
an old man with very wonderful eyes, and hair as white as snow. He
asked the <span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name="xd21e1933" href="#xd21e1933"
name="xd21e1933">124</SPAN>]</span>young man why he wept, and the reply
was that his servant was dead, his horse was dead, that it was raining,
and that he did not know the way. The patriarch, on hearing this, took
pity on him, and lifting his staff, pointed, saying, “There is a
house yonder, just beyond those pines, follow that stream and it will
bring you to where there are people.”</p>
<p class="par">The young man looked as directed, and a <i>li</i> or so
beyond he saw a clump of trees. He bowed, thanked the stranger, and
started on his way. When he had gone a few paces he looked back, but
the friend had disappeared. Greatly wondering, he went on toward the
place indicated, and as he drew near he saw a grove of pines, huge
trees they were, a whole forest of them. Bamboos appeared, too, in
countless numbers, with a wide stream of water flowing by. Underneath
the water there seemed to be a marble flooring like a great pavement,
white and pure. As he went along he saw that the water was all of an
even depth, such as one could cross easily. A mile or so farther on he
saw a beautifully decorated house. The pillars and entrance approaches
were perfect in form. He continued his way, wet as he was, carrying his
thorn staff, and entered the gate and sat down to rest. It was paved,
too, with marble, and smooth as <span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name=
"xd21e1940" href="#xd21e1940" name="xd21e1940">125</SPAN>]</span>polished
glass. There were no chinks or creases in it, all was of one perfect
surface. In the room was a marble table, and on it a copy of the Book
of Changes; there was also a brazier of jade just in front. Incense was
burning in it, and the fragrance filled the room. Beside these, nothing
else was visible. The rain had ceased and all was quiet and clear, with
no wind nor anything to disturb. The world of confusion seemed to have
receded from him.</p>
<p class="par">While he sat there, looking in astonishment, he suddenly
heard the sound of footfalls from the rear of the building. Startled by
it, he turned to see, when an old man appeared. He looked as though he
might equal the turtle or the crane as to age, and was very dignified.
He wore a green dress and carried a jade staff of nine sections. The
appearance of the old man was such as to stun any inhabitant of the
earth. He recognized him as the master of the place, and so he went
forward and made a low obeisance.</p>
<p class="par">The old man received him kindly, and said, “I am
the master and have long waited for you.” He took him by the hand
and led him away. As they went along, the hills grew more and more
enchanting, while the soft breezes and the light touched him with
mystifying favour. Suddenly, as he <span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name=
"xd21e1946" href="#xd21e1946" name="xd21e1946">126</SPAN>]</span>looked
the man was gone, so he went on by himself, and arrived soon at another
palace built likewise of precious stones. It was a great hall,
stretching on into the distance as far as the eye could see.</p>
<p class="par">The young man had seen the Royal Palace frequently when
in Seoul attending examinations, but compared with this, the Royal
Palace was as a mud hut thatched with straw.</p>
<p class="par">As he reached the gate a man in ceremonial robes
received him and led him in. He passed two or three pavilions, and at
last reached a special one and went up to the upper storey. There,
reclining at a table, he saw the ancient sage whom he had met before.
Again he bowed.</p>
<p class="par">This young man, brought up poorly in the country, was
never accustomed to seeing or dealing with the great. In fear, he did
not dare to lift his eyes. The ancient master, however, again welcomed
him and asked him to be seated, saying, “This is not the dusty
world that you are accustomed to, but the abode of the genii. I knew
you were coming, and so was waiting to receive you.” He turned
and called, saying, “Bring something for the guest to
eat.”</p>
<p class="par">In a little a servant brought a richly laden table. It
was such fare as was never seen on earth, and <span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name="xd21e1956" href="#xd21e1956" name=
"xd21e1956">127</SPAN>]</span>there was abundance of it. The young man,
hungry as he was, ate heartily of these strange viands. Then the dishes
were carried away and the old man said, “I have a daughter who
has arrived at a marriageable age, and I have been trying to find a
son-in-law, but as yet have not succeeded. Your coming accords with
this need. Live here, then, and become my son-in-law.” The young
man, not knowing what to think, bowed and was silent. Then the host
turned and gave an order, saying, “Call in the
children.”</p>
<p class="par">Two boys about twelve or thirteen years of age came
running in and sat down beside him. Their faces were so beautifully
white they seemed like jewels. The master pointed to them and said to
the guest, “These are my sons,” and to the sons he said,
“This young man is he whom I have chosen for my son-in-law; when
should we have the wedding? Choose you a lucky day and let me
know.”</p>
<p class="par">The two boys reckoned over the days on their fingers,
and then together said, “The day after to-morrow is a lucky
day.”</p>
<p class="par">The old man, turning to the stranger, said, “That
decides as to the wedding, and now you must wait in the guest-chamber
till the time arrives.” He then gave a command to call So and So.
In a little an <span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name="xd21e1965" href="#xd21e1965" name="xd21e1965">128</SPAN>]</span>official of the genii came
forward, dressed in light and airy garments. His appearance and
expression were very beautiful, a man, he seemed, of glad and happy
mien.</p>
<p class="par">The master said, “Show this young man the way to
his apartments and treat him well till the time of the
wedding.”</p>
<p class="par">The official then led the way, and the young man bowed
as he left the room. When he had passed outside the gate, a red sedan
chair was in waiting for him. He was asked to mount. Eight bearers bore
him smoothly along. A mile or so distant they reached another palace,
equally wonderful, with no speck or flaw of any kind to mar its beauty.
In graceful groves of flowers and trees he descended to enter his
pavilion. Beautiful garments were taken from jewelled boxes, and a
perfumed bath was given him and a change made. Thus he laid aside his
weather-beaten clothes and donned the vestments of the genii. The
official remained as company for him till the appointed time.</p>
<p class="par">When that day arrived other beautiful robes were
brought, and again he bathed and changed. When he was dressed, he
mounted the palanquin and rode to the Palace of the master, twenty or
more officials accompanying. On arrival, a guide directed them to the
special Palace Beautiful. Here he saw preparations <span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name="xd21e1973" href="#xd21e1973" name=
"xd21e1973">129</SPAN>]</span>for the wedding, and here he made his bow.
This finished he moved as directed, further in. The tinkling sound of
jade bells and the breath of sweet perfumes filled the air. Thus he
made his entry into the inner quarters.</p>
<p class="par">Many beautiful women were in waiting, all gorgeously
apparelled, like the women of the gods. Among these he imagined that he
would meet the master’s daughter. In a little, accompanied by a
host of others, she came, shining in jewels and beautiful clothing so
that she lighted up the Palace. He took his stand before her, though
her face was hidden from him by a fan of pearls. When he saw her at
last, so beautiful was she that his eyes were dazzled. The other women,
compared with her, were as the magpie to the phœnix. So
bewildered was he that he dared not look up. The friend accompanying
assisted him to bow and to go through the necessary forms. The ceremony
was much the same as that observed among men. When it was over the
young man went back to his bridegroom’s chamber. There the
embroidered curtains, the golden screens, the silken clothing, the
jewelled floor, were such as no men of earth ever see.</p>
<p class="par">On the second day his mother-in-law called him to her.
Her age would be about thirty, and her <span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name=
"xd21e1979" href="#xd21e1979" name="xd21e1979">130</SPAN>]</span>face was
like a freshly-blown lotus flower. Here a great feast was spread, with
many guests invited. The accompaniments thereof in the way of music
were sweeter than mortals ever dreamed of. When the feast was over, the
women caught up their skirts, and, lifting their sleeves, danced
together and sang in sweet accord. The sound of their singing caused
even the clouds to stop and listen. When the day was over, and all had
well dined, the feast broke up.</p>
<p class="par">A young man, brought up in a country hut, had all of a
sudden met the chief of the genii, and had become a sharer in his glory
and the accompaniments of his life. His mind was dazed and his thoughts
overcame him. Doubts were mixed with fears. He knew not what to do.</p>
<p class="par">A sharer in the joys of the fairies he had actually
become, and a year or so passed in such delight as no words can ever
describe.</p>
<p class="par">One day his wife said to him, “Would you like to
enter into the inner enclosure and see as the fairies see?”</p>
<p class="par">He replied, “Gladly would I.”</p>
<p class="par">She then led him into a special park where there were
lovely walks, surrounded by green hills. As they advanced there were
charming views, with springs of water and sparkling cascades. The
<span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name="xd21e1992" href="#xd21e1992" name=
"xd21e1992">131</SPAN>]</span>scene grew gradually more entrancing, with
jewelled flowers and scintillating spray, lovely birds and animals
disporting themselves. A man once entering here would never again think
of earth as a place to return to.</p>
<p class="par">After seeing this he ascended the highest peak of all,
which was like a tower of many stories. Before him lay a wide stretch
of sea, with islands of the blessed standing out of the water, and long
stretches of pleasant land in view. His wife showed them all to him,
pointing out this and that. They seemed filled with golden palaces and
surrounded with a halo of light. They were peopled with happy souls,
some riding on cranes, some on the phœnix, some on the unicorn;
some were sitting on the clouds, some sailing by on the wind, some
walking on the air, some gliding gently up the streams, some descending
from above, some ascending, some moving west, some north, some
gathering in groups. Flutes and harps sounded sweetly. So many and so
startling were the things seen that he could never tell the tale of
them. After the day had passed they returned.</p>
<p class="par">Thus was their joy unbroken, and when two years had gone
by she bore him two sons.</p>
<p class="par">Time moved on, when one day, unexpectedly, as he was
seated with his wife, he began to cry and <span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name=
"xd21e2000" href="#xd21e2000" name="xd21e2000">132</SPAN>]</span>tears
soiled his face. She asked in amazement for the cause of it. “I
was thinking,” said he, “of how a plain countryman living
in poverty had thus become the son-in-law of the king of the genii. But
in my home is my poor old mother, whom I have not seen for these years;
I would so like to see her that my tears flow.”</p>
<p class="par">The wife laughed, and said, “Would you really like
to see her? Then go, but do not cry.” She told her father that
her husband would like to go and see his mother. The master called him
and gave his permission. The son thought, of course, that he would call
many servants and send him in state, but not so. His wife gave him one
little bundle and that was all, so he said good-bye to his
father-in-law, whose parting word was, “Go now and see your
mother, and in a little I shall call for you again.”</p>
<p class="par">He sent with him one servant, and so he passed out
through the main gateway. There he saw a poor thin horse with a worn
rag of a saddle on his back. He looked carefully and found that they
were the dead horse and the dead servant, whom he had lost, restored to
him. He gave a start, and asked, “How did you come
here?”</p>
<p class="par">The servant answered, “I was coming with you on
the road when some one caught me away and <span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name=
"xd21e2008" href="#xd21e2008" name="xd21e2008">133</SPAN>]</span>brought
me here. I did not know the reason, but I have been here for a long
time.”</p>
<p class="par">The man, in great fear, fastened on his bundle and
started on his journey. The genie servant brought up the rear, but
after a short distance the world of wonder had become transformed into
the old weary world again. Here it was with its fogs, and thorn, and
precipice. He looked off toward the world of the genii, and it was but
a dream. So overcome was he by his feelings that he broke down and
cried.</p>
<p class="par">The genie servant said to him when he saw him weeping,
“You have been for several years in the abode of the immortals,
but you have not yet attained thereto, for you have not yet forgotten
the seven things of earth: anger, sorrow, fear, ambition, hate and
selfishness. If you once get rid of these there will be no tears for
you.” On hearing this he stopped his crying, wiped his cheeks,
and asked pardon.</p>
<p class="par">When he had gone a mile farther he found himself on the
main road. The servant said to him, “You know the way from this
point on, so I shall go back,” and thus at last the young man
reached his home.</p>
<p class="par">He found there an exorcising ceremony in progress.
Witches and spirit worshippers had been <span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name=
"xd21e2018" href="#xd21e2018" name="xd21e2018">134</SPAN>]</span>called
and were saying their prayers. The family, seeing the young man come
home thus, were all aghast. “It is his ghost,” said they.
However, they saw in a little that it was really he himself. The mother
asked why he had not come home in all that time. She being a very
violent woman in disposition, he did not dare to tell her the truth, so
he made up something else. The day of his return was the anniversary of
his supposed death, and so they had called the witches for a prayer
ceremony. Here he opened the bundle that his wife had given him and
found four suits of clothes, one for each season.</p>
<p class="par">In about a year after his return home the mother, seeing
him alone, made application for the daughter of one of the village
<i>literati</i>. The man, being timid by nature and afraid of offending
his mother, did not dare to refuse, and was therefore married; but
there was no joy in it, and the two never looked at each other.</p>
<p class="par">The young man had a friend whom he had known intimately
from childhood. After his return the friend came to see him frequently,
and they used to spend the nights talking together. In their talks the
friend inquired why in all these years he had never come home. The
young man then told him what had befallen him in the land <span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name="xd21e2028" href="#xd21e2028" name=
"xd21e2028">135</SPAN>]</span>of the genii, and how he had been there and
had been married. The friend looked at him in wonder, for he seemed
just as he had remembered him except in the matter of clothing. This he
found on examination was of very strange material, neither grass cloth,
silk nor cotton, but different from them all, and yet warm and
comfortable. When spring came the spring clothes sufficed, when summer
came those for summer, and for autumn and winter each special suit.
They were never washed, and yet never became soiled; they never wore
out, and always looked fresh and new. The friend was greatly
astonished.</p>
<p class="par">Some three years passed when one day there came once
more a servant from the master of the genii, bringing his two sons.
There were also letters, saying, “Next year the place where you
dwell will be destroyed and all the people will become ‘fish and
meat’ for the enemy, therefore follow this messenger and come,
all of you.”</p>
<p class="par">He told his friend of this and showed him his two sons.
The friend, when he saw these children that looked like silk and jade,
confessed the matter to the mother also. She, too, gladly agreed, and
so they sold out and had a great feast for all the people of the town,
and then bade farewell. This was the year 1635. They left and were
never heard of again. <span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name="xd21e2034" href="#xd21e2034" name="xd21e2034">136</SPAN>]</span></p>
<p class="par">The year following was the Manchu invasion, when the
village where the young man had lived was all destroyed. To this day
young and old in Ka-pyong tell this story.</p>
<p class="par signed"><span class="sc">Im Bang.</span> <span class="pagenum">[<SPAN name="xd21e2041" href="#xd21e2041" name=
"xd21e2041">137</SPAN>]</span></p>
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