Abstract
AT YUGAWARA on the Tōkaidō the express train does not stop. Rumor has it, however, that when the great Seihō rode the express, going from his home in Kyōto or in Sagano to his third mansion in that resort town near Tōkyō, the train never failed to stop. If the story has any foundation, the motorman was like all Japanese at the height of the artist's career: they sought with every courtesy to honor Takeuchi Seihō.1 Collectors coveted his works, paid their money in advance, then strove to get their orders filled by heaping him with gifts. They plied him, for example, with that prized gelatinous confection yōkan, until the Takeuchi family came to use it for fuel. A station-master in Yokohama, learning of Seihō's zest for a certain Chinese dish available only in that city, bought it for him regularly and sent it by special delivery. Prince Kuni-no-miya, visiting the artist's home in Sagano, bore him tribute with the planting of a pine tree in the garden. When the painter lay dying of pneumonia at Yugawara, with no oxygen tank at hand, the mayor sent the city's fire truck and ambulance in search of one.