more to the Korean, and again others very suggestive of the horrid monuments of Siam, called ‘Wats.’ I have seen them with bells at the corners which made a light tinkling when the wind shook them, and if one did not see them the fairy chiming was rather charming.
These little pagodas are not always of stone, just as the big ones are not invariably of wood. Sometimes ‘Arbor Vitæ’ trees are clipped into shape, and Mr. Tyndale, in his picture of a Buddhist temple and of a garden at Kofu (facing page 126), shows how charming these are, set in the midst of other clipped trees, beside a tiny stream. But this only goes to prove that what the Japanese adapt from the Chinese, Koreans—or from any other nations for that matter—for use in their gardens, they improve and give some of their own individuality and charm.
