Chinese Mother Goose Rhymes, telling the following story
to the same little boy to whom she had
repeated the "Mouse
and the Candlestick."
She told him that the Chinese call the Milky Way the
Heavenly River, and that the Spinning Girl referred to in the
story is none other than the beautiful big star in Lyra which
we call Vega, while the Cow-herd is Altair in Aquila.
THE HEAVENLY RIVER, WITH THE PEOPLE WHO DWELL THEREON.
Once upon a time there dwelt a beautiful
maiden in a
quiet little village on the shore of the Heavenly River.
Her name was Vega, but the people of China have always
called her the Spinning Maiden, because of her faithfulness
to her work, for though days, and months, and years passed
away, she never left her loom.
Her
diligence so moved the heart of her
grandfather, the
King of Heaven, that he determined to give her a vacation,
which she at once
decided to spend upon the earth.
In a village near where the
maiden dwelt there was a
young man named Altair, whom the Chinese call the Cow-herd.
Now the Cow-herd was in love with the Spinning Girl, but
she was always so
intent upon her work as never to give
him an opportunity to
confess his
affection, but now he
determined to follow her to earth, and, if possible, win her for
his bride.
He followed her through the green fields and shady
groves, but never dared approach her or tell her of his love.
At last, however, the time came. He discovered her
bathing in a limpid
stream, the banks of which were
carpeted with flowers, while
myriad boughs of blossoming
peach and
cherry trees hid her from all the world but him.
He
secretly crept near and stole away and hid her garments made
of
silken gauze and
finely woven linen, making
it alike impossible for her to
resist his suit or to return to
her
celestial home.
She yielded to the Cow-herd and soon became his wife,
and as the years passed by a boy and girl were born to them,
little star children, twins, such as are seen near by the
Spinning Girl in her
heavenly home to-day.
One day she went to her husband, and, bowing low, requested that
he return the clothes he had hid away, and he, thinking the
presence of the children a sufficient
guaranty for her remaining
in his home, told her he had put them in an old, dry well hard by
the place where she had been bathing.
No sooner had she secured them than the
aspect of their
home was changed. The Cow-herd's wife once more became
the Spinning Girl and hied her to her
heavenly abode.
It so happened that her husband had a piece of cow-skin which
gave him power over earth and air. Snatching up this, with his
ox-goad, he followed in the footsteps of his fleeing wife.
Arriving at their
heavenly home the happy couple sought
the joys of married life. The Spinning Girl gave up her loom,
and the Cow-herd his cattle, until their negligence annoyed
the King of Heaven, and he repented having let her leave
her loom. He called upon the Western Royal Mother for
advice. After
consultation they
decided that the two should
be separated. The Queen, with a single stroke of her great
silver hairpin, drew a line across the heavens, and from
that time the Heavenly River has flowed between them, and
they are destined to dwell forever on the two sides of the
Milky Way.
What had seemed to the
youthful pair the promise of
perpetual joy, became a condition of unending grief. They
were on the two sides of a
bridgeless river, in plain sight of
each other, but forever debarred from
hearing the voice or
pressing the land of the one
beloved, doomed to
perpetualtoil unlit by any ray of joy or hope.
Their
evidentaffection and
unhappy condition moved the
heart of His Majesty, and caused him to allow them to visit
each other once with each revolving year,--on the seventh
day of the seventh moon. But
permission was not enough,
for as they looked upon the foaming waters of the turbulent
stream, they could but weep for their
wretched condition,
for no
bridge united its two banks, nor was it allowed that
any
structure be built which would mar the
contour of the
shining dome.
In their
helplessness the magpies came to their
rescue. At
early morn on the seventh day of the seventh moon, these
beautiful birds gathered in great flocks about the home of
the
maiden, and hovering wing to wing above the river,
made a
bridge across which her
dainty feet might carry her
in safety. But when the time for
separation came, the two
wept
bitterly, and their tears falling in
copious showers are
the cause of the heavy rains which fall at that season of the
year.
From time
immemorial it has been known that the Yellow
River is neither more nor less than a prolongation of the
Milky Way, soiled by
earthlycontact and contamination, and
that the homes of the Spinning Maiden and the Cow-herd
are the centres of two of the numerous villages that adorn its
banks. It is not to be wondered at, however, that in an evil and
skeptical world there should be many who doubt these facts.
On this
account, and to forever settle the
dispute, the
great traveller and
explorer, Chang Ch'ien,
undertook to
discover the source of the Yellow River. He first transformed
the trunk of a great tree into a boat, provided himself with the
necessities of life and started on his journey.
Days passed into weeks, and weeks became months as he sailed up
the murky waters of the turbid
stream. But the farther he went
the clearer the waters became until it seemed as if they were
flowing over a bed of pure, white
limestone. Village after
village was passed both on his right hand and on his left, and
many were the strange sights that met his gaze. The fields became
more verdant, the flowers more beautiful, the
scenery more
gorgeous, and the people more like nymphs and fairies. The color
of the clouds and the
atmosphere was of a richer, softer hue;
while the breezes which wafted his frail bark were milder and
gentler than any he had known before.
Despairing at last of reaching the source he stopped at a
village where he saw a
maidenspinning and a young man
leading an ox to drink. He alighted from his boat and inquired of
the girl the name of the place, but she, without making reply,
tossed him her shuttle, telling him to return to his home and
inquire of the astrologer, who would inform him where he received
it, if he but told him when.
He returned and presented the shuttle to the noted
astrologer Chun Ping, informing him at the same time where,
when and from whom he had received it. The latter consulted
his observations and calculations and discovered that
on the day and hour when the shuttle had been given to
the traveller he had observed a wandering star enter and
leave the villages of the Spinning Girl and the Cow-herd,
which proved beyond doubt that the Yellow River is the
prolongation of the Milky Way, while the points of light
which we call stars, are the inhabitants of Heaven pursuing
callings similar to our own.
Chang Ch'ien made another important discovery, namely,
that the
celestials, understanding the seasons better than
we, turn the shining dome in such a way as to make the
Heavenly River indicate the seasons of the year, and so the
children sing:
Whene'er the Milky Way you spy,
Diagonal across the sky,
The egg-plant you may
safely eat,
And all your friends to melons treat.
But when divided towards the west,
You'll need your
trousers and your vest
When like a horn you see it float;
You'll need your
trousers and your coat.
It is unnecessary to state that I did not go to sleep while
the old nurse was telling the story of the Heavenly River.
The child sat on his little stool, his elbows on his knees
and his chin resting in his hands, listening with open lips
and eyes sparkling with interest. To the old nurse it was
real. The
spinning girl and the cow-herd were living
persons. The flowers bloomed,--we could almost smell their
odor,--and the gentle breezes seemed to fan our cheeks.
She had told the story so often that she believed it, and she
imparted to us her own interest.
"Nurse," said the child, "tell me about
" 'THE MAN IN THE MOON.' "
"The man in the moon," said the old nurse, "is called
Wu Kang. He was
skilled in all the arts of the genii, and
was accustomed to play before them
whenever opportunity
offered or occasion required.
"Once it turned out that his performances were displeasing
to the spirits, and for this
offense he was banished
to the moon, and condemned to
perpetual toil in hewing
down the
cinnamon trees which grow there in great abundance.
At every blow of the axe he made an incision, but
only to see it close up when the axe was withdrawn.
"He had another duty, however, a duty which was at
times irksome, but one which on the whole was more
pleasant than any that falls to men or spirits,--the duty
indicated by the
proverb that 'matches are made in the
moon.'
"It was his lot to bind together the feet of all those on
earth who are destined to a betrothal, and in the performance
of this duty, he was often compelled to return to
earth. When doing so he came as an old man with long
white hair and beard, with a book in his hand in which he
had written the matrimonial alliances of all mankind. He
also carried a
wallet which contains a ball of
invisible cord
with which he ties together the feet of all those who are
destined to be man and wife, and the destinies which he
announces it is impossible to avoid.
"On one occasion he came to the town of Sung, and
while sitting in the
moonlight, turning over the leaves of
his book of destinies, he was asked by Wei Ku, who
happened to be passing, who was destined to become his
bride. The old man consulted his records, as he answered:
'Your wife is the daughter of an old woman named Ch'en
who sells vegetables in yonder shop.'
"Having heard this, Wei Ku went the next day to look
about him and if possible to get a
glimpse of the one to
whom the old man referred, but he discovered that the
only child the old woman had was an ill-favored one of
two years which she carried in her arms. He hired an
assassin to murder the
infant, but the blow was badly
aimed and left only a scar on the child's eyebrow.
"Fourteen years afterwards, Wei Ku married a beautiful
maiden of sixteen whose only
defect was a scar above the
eye, and on inquiries he discovered that she was the one
foretold by the Old Man of the Moon, and he recalled the
proverb that 'Matches are made in heaven, and the bond of
fate is sealed in the moon.' "
"Nurse, tell me about the land of the big people,"
whereupon the nurse told him of
THE LAND OF GIANTS.
"There was in ancient times a country east of Korea which
was called the land of the giants. It was
celebrated for its
length rather than for its width, being bounded on all sides