Naiku seen from the outside of the plank fence. Left to right, the Main Sanctuary, Tohoden, Saihoden

Complete north view of the Main Sanctuary, Naiku. To the right, roof of Saihoden. To the left, Tohoden

View of the Main Sanctuary from under the eaves Saihoden

The front of the Saihoden, Naiku

South Gates of the Plank Fence and Outer Jewel Fence, Naiku

Northwest view of the Main Sanctuary, Naiku

Gable detail of the Main Sanctuary, Naiku

View of the wooden staircase of the Main Sanctuary, Naiku through the Bangaki Gate and the South Gate of the Fence of Excellence

Argenteuil Seen from the Small Branch of the Seine

Edo Castle: The Inui Guard Tower Seen from the Guardhouse West of the Foundations of the Main Enceinte

Views of Rome: The Campidoglio. View from Left Side of the Central Steps

10. The Huge Palm with Coarse Hair, Long Nails and Stubby Fingers Suddenly Moved above the Left Edge [from "From Nine Dreams"]

Pavement from Shoiken to the Grass in front of New Palace, Katsura Imperial Villa (Standing Triangle Stone-Lantern)

A gathering for painter Hatsusaburo Yoshida at a restaurant in Shukunegi at Ogi Peninsula. (Tomio Kondo, second from left)

Double Faces 1: The Uncle-The Nephew: [On the left of the page, vertically]: (The Nephew, aloud) I've been given a little too much, that's bad －(The Uncle, aside) I'll inherit from my nephew, how strange! [On the right of the page,vertically]: (The Uncle, aloud) I'm not well, my friend. －(The Nephew, aside)Things are going well, I'm going to inherit from him

Strangers in Paris 17: Shops of greater and greater enormity －Can you show me, please, where the counter for cotton bonnets is?... －At the end of the 9th aisle on the right, then the 4th on the left, and once you’ve arrived at the 15th counter, ask for cotton bonnets; there they’ll show you clearly the way you should take to get there... －Oh! damnation... I’m very angry at having left my cab at the door of your shop!..

Sumo tournament come from Tokyo. The islanders look forward to it. Shinmachi Grand Shrine

Strangers in Paris 5: An obliging guide: －Excuse me, Sir... do you know the most direct route to go to la Bourse? －Certainly, with the greatest pleasure... please come this way... you take the left side... follow it all the way along... and la bourse[sic] is there... right at the tip of my finger!..

(Left) The little village on the far mountainside was already out of sight, and spring was coming around again. The grape trees were like large ailing snakes creeping under the coping stones of the wall. A brown light moved about in the tepid air. The void created by the selfsame every day is likely to chop down even the young trees that were left behind. In this everyday life, a thicket of trees protrudes like a boulder. (Right) The village I lived in has never been thought of as so small. The sun showed itself. The tall poplar forest looks like a beach being blown about by the wind. I grow dizzy just watching that seamless succession. If I can manage to get drunk on this succession of unchanging days, I can also grow to feel like I have taken down an elephant or snake. He differentiated things in this way, like a fluttering butterfly

BOHEMIANS OF PARIS 27: COUNTRY ACTORS: －Yes,my dear fellow,yes the barbarians hissed at me in Cinna;and what's more you've seen me in Cinna! －Yes, I flatter myself that I've seen you, but don't you see that the provincials are hard up; open at the Français, go and find Mr.J.J.,get yourself looked after, ask for one hundred thousand francs per year and they'll applaud you...but you want success with 1500F[rancs] salaries and at Beauvais...greenhorn!

COSSACKS TO LAUGH AT or COSSACKS FOR A LAUGH 17: Oursikoff!... do you think this is a likeness?... －No, Sire!... －Right...... I'd have sent you to Siberia if you had recognised me... all these bad caricatures from LE CHARIVARI won't prevent my being still the most handsome man in my empire!... －Yes,Sire!.....

JOURNEY TO CHINA 19: CHINESE WORRIORS. All Chinese men have the right, from six to eight times a year, to carry a rifle, a cartridge-pouch, and even to wear a fur cap; then they apply themselves, more or less voluntarily to night patrols which have as their goal the maintenance of public peace. Only it happens quite often that the chief named KA-PO-RAL takes infinite trouble to prevent his warriors singing at the tops of their voices “mother GO-DI-CHON” or other Chinese ballads, and it is by waking with a start that the good citizens learn that their rest is being watched over

JOURNEY TO CHINA 1: THE DISEMBARKATION. Each traveller who lands at a port in China is immediately conducted, like a wrong-doer, between two rows of inquisitive people to the passport office: hardly has he touched the soil of the Celestial Empire, than he becomes the prey of luggage-porters, hotel-boys, interpreters, messengers and other highwaymen authorised by the Chinese police

ROBERT MACAIRE. 2nd Series 16: Sirs, crushed under the weight of misfortune, ruined, laid bare, I lost my head, I abandoned all that was dear to me, my motherrrland, my creditors, the whole paraphernalia... here am I on foreign soil... sheltered from my persecutors, but ready for the greatest sacrifices to preserve intact the name of Macaire. In consequence, I offer you 2 per cent payable in ten years;... by refusing, you can only lose hopes of the above-mentioned 2 per cent and the estmation of your servant / Macaire