“ ‘Eleventh day, third month—Rat, Elder Brother, Fire—Sixth year of Horéki [A. D. 1756].’ … This would seem to be the grave of some innkeeper of Nedzu, named Kichibei. Let us see what is on the other monument.”
With a fresh sheet of paper he presently brought out the text of a kaimyō, and read,—
“ ‘En-myō-In, Hō-yō-I-tei-ken-shi, Hō-ni’:—‘Nun-of-the-Law, Illustrious, Pure-of-heart-and-will, Famed-in-the-Law,—inhabiting the Mansion-of-the-Preaching-of-Wonder.’ … The grave of some Buddhist nun.”
“What utter humbug!” I exclaimed. “That woman was only making fun of us.”
“Now,” my friend protested, “you are unjust to the woman! You came here because you wanted a sensation; and she tried her very best to please you. You did not suppose that ghost-story was true, did you?”
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