The Critic in the Orient — Themes and Context

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Fitch, George Hamlin, 1852-1925 Project Gutenberg 2008 Not confirmed
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A 1913 travelogue by George Hamlin Fitch, originally serialized in the San Francisco Chronicle, offering a critic's observations on Japan, the Philippines, China, Singapore, Burma, India, and Egypt. The narrative blends vivid description with a measured, often skeptical tone, focusing on the contrast between Western expectations and Eastern realities.
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Kyoto was a great city in medieval days, when it was the residence of the Mikado. From 793 until 1868, when the court removed to Tokio, Kyoto remained the capital. Its importance, however, began to decline with the founding of Yedo, or Tokio, in 1590, and to-day many miles of its former streets are devoted to the growing of rice. In this way several of the finest temples, which were once in the heart of the old city, are now relegated to the suburbs. Besides the Mikado's palace and Nijo castle, which may be visited only by special permit, Kyoto boasts of an unusual number of richly decorated temples, among which the most noteworthy are the Shinto temple of Inari; the temple of the one thousand images of Kwannon, the Deity of Mercy; the great Buddhist temple of Nishi-Honguanji, celebrated for its art work in paintings and decorated woods; the great bronze Buddha, fifty-eight feet high; the big bell near by, nearly fourteen feet high, and the other in the Cheon-in temple here--these being two of the four largest bells in all Japan. To describe the treasures in art and decoration, in gold and lacquer, in these palaces, would be tiresome. Unless one is a student of Japanese art the visiting of temples soon becomes a great bore, for one temple or one palace is a repetition of others already seen, with merely minor differences in architecture and decoration, which appeal only to the specialist.

Kyoto, however, is of great interest for its many art shops--since applied art, as seen in satsuma and cloissone ware and in damascene, have almost reached the level of pure art. A visit to one of the satsuma factories is an interesting experience, as it shows how little the art of Japan has been influenced by the foreigner. Here one sees the potter at his wheel, precisely as in the days of the Bible. He does not avail himself of electric power but whirls his wheel by hand and foot, exactly as in the time of Christ. Passing from the pottery to the art rooms, one finds a number of Japanese men and girls painting elaborate designs on bowls and vases and other articles. These artists grind and mix their own oil colors, which they proceed to lay on slowly upon the article they are decorating. The patience of these artists is indescribable. Infinite pains is taken with a single flower or tree or figure of man or bird. One vase exhibited here is covered with butterflies which range from natural size down to figures so small that they can be discerned only under a magnifying glass. Yet, this vase, which represents such an enormous outlay of labor and time, is sold at thirty dollars in American money.

At the damascene works both men and women are also employed, although the finest work is done by the men. The art consists in beating into bronze small particles of gold leaf until they have become an actual part of the baser metal. This gold is arranged in a great variety of design and, after being beaten in, the article is subjected to powerful heat, which oxidizes the metal and thus prevents any change due to the weather. At this Kyoto factory were turned out the most artistic jewelry, boxes, cigarette cases and a great variety of small articles, many of which sold at absurdly low prices, considering the amount of labor and time expended on them.

Kyoto will be found one of the best cities in Japan for the purchase of the art work just described, as well as embroidery, silks and other stuffs. In many of these shops the work is done on the premises and hence the prices are cheaper than in any other city except Yokohama. It is worth while to visit the shops that exhibit bronze work, silks, velvets and carvings in ivory and wood, as well as curios of many kinds. Most of these shopkeepers demand more than they expect to receive, but in a few shops the goods are plainly marked and no reduction in price can be secured. At Kyoto the tourist will find many traces of primitive Japanese life, especially in the unfrequented streets and in the suburbs. Here in the bed of the river, a portion of which was being walled up for a canal, were employed a dozen women digging up gravel and carrying it in baskets to carts near by. They had their skirts tied up and they were working in mud and water which reached to their knees. It was not a pleasant spectacle, but it excited no comment in this country, where women labor in the rice fields by the side of men.

From the opening pages, George Hamlin Fitch establishes himself as a traveler who is as interested in the psychology of tourism as in the sights themselves. The book's title, The Critic in the Orient, signals a deliberate stance: Fitch is not a wide-eyed enthusiast but a seasoned observer who measures each new scene against his own standards of beauty, order, and authenticity. His prose, originally written for the San Francisco Chronicle, carries the brisk, opinionated cadence of newspaper journalism, yet it is punctuated by moments of genuine wonder—as when he describes the Taj Mahal as 'matchless, perfect in form.' This tension between critical detachment and aesthetic surrender shapes the entire narrative.

A Reporter's Eye in Japan

Fitch's account of Japan is the most sustained section of the book, and it reveals his method clearly. He begins with first impressions—the 'picture country' of the title—but quickly moves to analysis. He notes the Japanese 'sense of beauty' as a cultural trait, but he also questions whether it will survive modernization. His descriptions are precise: the 'Yomei-mori Gate' at Nikko, the 'Daibutsu or Great Bronze Buddha at Hyogo.' Yet he never lets the reader forget that he is a foreigner looking in. The prose shifts between admiration for craftsmanship and unease at the unfamiliar. When he writes of temples and parks, he often measures them against Western equivalents, as when he compares the Shwe Dagon Pagoda to the Washington Monument. This comparative habit is both a strength and a limitation, grounding the exotic in the familiar while sometimes flattening difference.

The Crowded Platforms of Rangoon

In the chapter on Burma, Fitch's descriptive powers are at their peak. The Shwe Dagon Pagoda becomes a set piece: he notes the 'rows on rows of Buddhas,' the 'miniature pagodas, all encrusted with decoration of gold and precious stones,' and the 'great bell' weighing forty-two tons. But his attention is equally on the human scene—the worshippers who 'say prayer after prayer,' the fortune tellers, the general atmosphere of 'good cheer' that he finds more like a picnic than a pilgrimage. This observation is typical of Fitch's method: he records what he sees without imposing reverence. The passage is dense with sensory detail—gilding, carving, inlaid glass—yet the tone remains cool, almost ethnographic. He is a critic even of the sacred, and his honesty gives the scene a vivid, unvarnished quality.

Pace and the Pressure of the Itinerary

The structure of The Critic in the Orient mirrors the relentless pace of a grand tour. Fitch moves from Japan to Manila, then to Hongkong, Canton, Singapore, Rangoon, India, and Egypt, each section roughly equal in length. This rapid succession creates a cumulative effect: the reader experiences the same fatigue that the traveler must have felt. The prose itself accelerates in transit passages and slows for set-piece descriptions. Fitch is aware of this rhythm; he occasionally pauses to reflect on the difficulty of absorbing so much. The book's final section, 'Hints for Travelers,' is a practical acknowledgment of the physical and mental demands of such a journey. The pace is not a flaw but a deliberate feature, shaping the reader's experience into something akin to the author's own.

Fitch's voice is that of a thoughtful, occasionally skeptical companion—one who has seen much and is willing to share both his admiration and his doubts. Readers should approach this book not as a guidebook but as a personal record, shaped by the conventions of early twentieth-century travel writing and the specific perspective of a San Francisco critic. The photographs, though not reproduced here, were an integral part of the original edition, and the text often describes scenes that were meant to be seen as well as read.

I kept thinking about how that 1913 travelogue let its doubts sit quietly beside its wonders, never forcing a conclusion. It reminded me of something similar in In the forbidden land — Key Ideas to Explore, where the strangeness of a place isn’t smoothed over. That honesty, the willingness to stay unsettled, lingered with me long after I closed the last page.

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