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THE PAGE COMPANY 53 Beacon Street, Boston, Mass. Our Little Dance Cousin Mary Ilon Wind BU 0. The Page Cmany Pubiinhess is one of origin magic on the cat se lo mas a Was *** 1!1S CI(7350. Our Little Japanese Cousin By Mary Hazelton Wade Illustrated by L. J. Bridgman Boston The Page Company Publishers as afts afts afts diffis affis afts afts as a safsafsats afts afts afts aftsafsafsats afts afts afts afts afts afts if afts afts afts afts of it Jur. 1917.500 HARVARD COLLEGE LIBRARY GIFT OF ERNEST GOODRICH STILLMAN 1940 Copyright, 1901 BY THE PAGE COMPANY All rights reserved Fourteenth Impression, December, 1908 Fifteenth Impression, October, 1909 Sixteenth Impression, August, 1910 Seventeenth Impression, May, 1912 Eighteenth Impression, April, 1913 Nineteenth Impression, January, 1914 Twentieth Impression, June, 1915 Twenty-first Impression, February, 1917 Preface are The Japanese boys and girls are very happy and contented. They are very cleanly and polite. They dislike harsh words and quarrel- ing. They take great delight in the beautiful things God has given, — the green fields, the trees, and the flowers. They are ever ready to join with their parents in making festivals when the peach and plum-trees burst into bloom. Then, away with all care as they go out in gay processions into the country, where they sing songs and write little poems to the trees that give them so much pleasure. The Japanese take delight in simple things. But there is another side of their nature, we are now discovering. They are very brave. They love their country as themselves. They are willing to give up their lives for her, and they do it gladly. When the Japanese sol- diers go forth to battle, their wives and chil- dren do not weep. They cheer them onward with all their hearts, for these men whom they Preface vii love so dearly are going in defence of the country that is the mother of them all. At this very moment, it may be, the Japa- nese are in battle with their powerful enemies. Their number is small when compared with the great Russian army, but they are brave and fearless; they think little of themselves, and much of the country they are eager to save. Thousands of their American cousins watch eagerly for news and daily send love and greetings to the dauntless Japanese. WS List of Illustrations PAGE Lotus Blossom . . . . . . Frontispiece . 18 " SHE IS SOON SOUND ASLEEP” . . . . Toyo Feeding THE PIGEONS THE CANDY MAN . . Aunt Ocho's Garden . A LESSON IN ARRANGING FLOWERS . . 10 Our Little Japanese Cousin Never she cry? Papa and mamma are always kind and ready to play with her. She is never sent to bed alone in the dark, for she goes to sleep, and gets up in the morning when her parents do. She does not play so hard as to get tired out and cross with everybody. She takes everything quietly, just as the big folks do, and is never in a hurry. Her play- mates do not say unkind words to make her sad, for the children of Japan are taught to be polite above everything else. Why, I have heard that once upon a time one little yellow boy so far forgot himself as to call a lady bad names. His parents were terribly shocked. They felt that they had been dis- graced, and at once sent for a policeman to go to the lady's house and ask for their child's pardon. As for him! well, he was severely punished in a way you will hear about later on in my story. Besides all these things which help to make 12 Our Little Japanese Cousin nen going inside. That is one reason why every building can be kept so clean. The little Japanese girl's clothes are pretty as well as comfortable. It is not possible for pins to prick her tender flesh, because they are never used about her dress. In summer she wears a silk or linen garment made very much like your papa's dressing-gown, except that it has immense sleeves. Beautiful scarlet flowers are embroidered all over it, and a wide sash is wound around her waist and tied in a big, flat bow behind. She is very fond of red, so she has a bow of red crape in her hair, and a small red bag is fastened to her belt in front. What do you suppose she carries in the bag? Paper handkerchiefs ! Not linen ones like yours, which are washed when they get soiled, but rather of soft, pretty paper. As soon as each one is used it is thrown away. Don't you think that is a very nice and cleanly custom ? Indeed, there are many things about 14 Our Little Japanese Cousin enough to make an American boy's heart fill with envy. He may boast of six pockets, but what of that? They could all be filled and stowed away in one of Lotus Blossom’s sleeves, and room would be still left. The little girl's life is like a long playtime. In the first place, she lives in a sort of play- house. There is nothing to get out of order; no chairs in the way, no table-scarfs to pull down, no ink-wells to tip over. There is only one big room in the house, but there are many beautiful paper screens, so her mamma can divide the house just as she pleases by moving the screens about. If be no question whether there is a guest-room or not. One can be made with screens in a moment. Even the front of the house is made of screens, which can be closed at night, and folded away in the morning to open up the whole house to the fresh air and sunshine. 16 Our Little Japanese Cousin has only to get a fire-box, light some charcoal, and sit down beside it. And when Lotus Blossom goes to breakfast, she has a fire-box beside the lacquered table, so that water for her tea can be kept hot. Tea! you say. That little girl, nine years old, drinking tea? Yes, we have to admit that the Japanese child drinks tea at a very early age ; and with no milk or sugar, either. But then the cups are so tiny they do not hold inuch. They are no bigger than those in a doll's china set. How quickly the little tea-table is set at meal times. Each member of the family has one all to himself. There is no table-cloth, no knife, or fork, or spoon; instead of these one sees a pair of chop-sticks, a small cup and saucer, and a plate from which he eats the steaming rice and the minced fish. But suppose that the tea or rice should be spilled on the beautiful table? Please don't imagine such a thing Japanese re Our Little Japanese Cousin 17 nare children are too carefully trained by their kind mammas to be so careless. They handle their chop-sticks so daintily that no grain of rice nor bit of fish falls as they lift the food to their pretty mouths. Where does our little Japanese cousin sleep in this funny house? There are no bedsteads, or mattresses, or blankets, or sheets. When bedtime comes, her papa and mamma move the screens around so as to shut themselves off from the rest of the house. Then they go to a cupboard and take down some wadded quilts and queer wooden blocks, whose tops are slightly curved. A quilt is spread on the floor, and a wooden block serves as a pillow. Some paper is laid on it so that it may be kept clean. And now, you think, Lotus Blossom may get into her bed after she has undressed and put on her night-dress. Not so, however. She must bathe in a tub of such hot water that it would turn your body 18 Our Little Japanese Cousin very red, if you were only to hop in and out again. The whole family bathe in the same tub of water, one after the other, and it is kept hot by a tube which runs to a fire-box. The little girl puts on her day-dress after her bath is finished, and, lying down on the quilt, she rests her head on the hard pillow. Mamma covers her with another quilt, and she is soon sound asleep. When Lotus Blossom was two years old her brother Toyo was born. How the family rejoiced at having a little son! When he was only seven days old a very important cere- mony was performed. He had to receive a name. His papa, who believes in the religion of Shintoism, fully wrote out five of his fa- vourite names on pieces of paper. Then he took his baby in his arms, and, carrying the papers, he went to the temple where he wor- shipped. The papers were handed to the priest, who placed them in a bowl. After " SHE IS SOON SOUND ASLEEP." ----- --- - Our Little Japanese Cousin 19 so some ceremony, the priest began to fish in the bowl with a sacred wand. The first paper he lifted out bore the name of Toyo. This was the way that Lotus Blossom's little brother received his name. When he was about four weeks old he was again carried to the temple by his father and nurse. The Japanese believe in one great power, or god, but under him there are many others; as, a god of flowers, a god of art, and so forth. This time he was put under the care of his special god, who was then expected to protect him for the rest of his life. All this time Toyo's head was kept per- fectly smooth. In fact, his first visit to the barber was very important, for all his hair was shaved off then except a little fringe at the back and sides. When he was four months old another important ceremony was held. Toyo left off baby clothes and was given his first solid food. That was rice, of course, 20 Our Little Japanese Cousin which he would continue to eat at every meal for the rest of his life. Toyo and Lotus Blossom are always happy together. His sister was the first one to help Toyo squat on his little heels. Japanese babies never creep. The little brother had no baby-carriage or cradle, but he never missed them. He was always such a happy little fellow; never perched up in a high-chair with his body fastened in by a wooden tray, but always moving around, sometimes on the floor, sometimes fastened on mamma's or nurse's back, again on the older children's backs, when Lotus Blossom was out playing in the garden with them. When he got tired he would simply go to sleep, while the chil- dren would keep on with their play. But when he woke up, he would look about with a dear little smile, as much as to say: “ I'm all right, thank you, don't fret about me.” It was a most important time when he cut Our Little Japanese Cousin 23 son new forget all about it, mamma would bring a new doll from the cupboard. But perhaps Lotus Blossom is tired of playthings, so she and Toyo run out in the garden to have a frolic with their pets. They have new ones nearly every day, for they are fond of every creature that is alive. To-day they are going to hunt for some big beetles, as Toyo has planned a little carriage which he will make out of paper, with pasteboard wheels and reins of silk thread for the paper doll. The beetles will be harnessed, and the children will train them to draw the carriage. Jolly fun! The whole afternoon is spent in finding some black beauties and playing with them. Another day the children will catch some grasshoppers and tame them. Toyo will make a pretty paper cage to hold them, while both he and Lotus Blossom will be very care- ful to feed them regularly on the dainties om 24 Our Little Japanese Cousin they like best. When night comes the turtles must be looked after and fed, for Toyo has some beauties. He likes to fasten a string through the shell and take them walking, just as his American cousins do, but he would not willingly torture them. Lotus Blossom has a globe full of gold-fish different from any you have ever seen. Their tails are fan-shaped, and are as long as their bodies. During the long summer days the globe of fish is set out on the broad balcony, and many children stop to watch them as they pass. Toyo loves his little dog more than all his other pets. He is the dearest little fellow, and wishes to follow his young master wherever he goes. He looks somewhat like a spaniel, except that he is white. His nose is turned up at the end, so that he looks all the time as if he would say, “Humph! I am very wise. You poor people don't know much.” And he looks all this in such a Our Little Japanese Cousin 25 way as to make you wish to laugh. Toyo's mamma has made a big scarlet ruff for the dog's neck, and it makes him feel very fine, I dare say. His master has fastened a wooden label on his collar to tell where he belongs. I know you will be disappointed when you learn that Lotus Blossom's dear little kitten cannot play with her tail. No fun for her, poor kitty, you are thinking. But why is it? Because she has no tail, or at least only the stub of one. So of course she is quite calm and solemn — that is, for a kitten. But then she lives in Japan, and so she ought to be more dignified than kittens of other lands. Don't you think so ? We must leave all these pets now and go to church, or rather to the temple, with Toyo, Lotus Blossom, and their parents. There is no set day for worship, for there is no such thing as Sunday in Japan. The temples are always open, and the children are fond of 26 Our Little Japanese Cousin going to them to offer prayers, and also to have a good time. As they near the temple they see stands of sweetmeats and good things of all kinds. The way is lined on both sides with these stands. Great numbers of people, rich and poor, high and low, are coming and going. Pigeons are flying in and out of the sacred building, and no one harms them. Toyo stops and buys a yen's worth of corn and scatters it for the birds to eat. They flock around him without fear. They are so tame that the children could catch them with no difficulty. But Lotus Blossom and Toyo pass on to the entrance, and, bowing low, take off their clogs. The inside of the building is almost bare. There are no statues of gods or goddesses, no ornaments, — nothing except an altar with some queer sticks standing upon it. Festoons of white paper hang from these wands, or “gohei,” as the Japanese call them. A priest TOYO FEEDING THE PIGEONS. Our Little Japanese Cousin 27 stands behind the altar, and a large cloth is spread out on the floor in front of it. Lotus Blossom and Toyo clap their hands. This is to call the attention of the gods. Then they say a little prayer and throw some money upon the cloth. If they are very good and devout children, perhaps the gods will descend into the temple. The queer papers on the wands are to be the clothing of these great beings. No images are needed, you see, only plenty of paper. Rather hard to understand this, and yet all that is necessary for Toyo and Lotus Blossom is to worship their ances- tors properly, and believe that the great spirits are working everywhere in nature. This is the reason they are taught to obey their parents at all times, and never to harm any- thing living. The children are also taught to believe that the Mikado, the Emperor of Japan, is descended from god-kings who once ruled over the country. This is why such 28 Our Little Japanese Cousin ve great honour is paid him wherever he goes. Until a few years ago the people thought him so sacred that they ought not to look at him, so he was obliged to stay inside his beautiful palace like a prisoner. But times have changed, and his subjects have a little more common sense nowadays. After our little cousins have said their prayers and given their money, they go to a dance-hall in another part of the temple. You know by this time that the Japanese like to enjoy themselves. But isn't it a strange idea to have dancing, praying, and feasting in the same place? The dancers are dressed like butterflies. They have beautiful red and gold wings. They are very graceful, but the music is unpleasant to us. Toyo thinks it is fine, and wishes he could play as well. Now for a good dinner in the restaurant in the next hall, for the boy's father has prom- ised to treat his family to all the dainties of Our Little Japanese Cousin 29 the season, — candied lotus-leaves, and every- thing they like best. It is a happy day, and the children wish they could go to the temple oftener. One morning not long after this, poor little Lotus Blossom woke up with a bad pain in her stomach. Her face and hands were hot. She was not able to get up and go to school. Mamma felt very sad, and at once sent to ask the priest for something to make her little daughter well. You say at once, “Is the priest in Japan a doctor? And will he pre- pare medicine marked in some such way as this: • One teaspoonful to be taken each hour?'” No, indeed. Lotus Blossom’s mamma re- ceived from her queer physician two “moxas,” with orders that one of them should be placed on the back of the sick child, and the other on her foot. The direction of the priest was followed, although it made Lotus Blossom very unhappy. I think you would not like 30 Our Little Japanese Cousin it, if you were in her place, for a moxa makes a burn far worse than a mustard plaster does. You know the punk that you use on the Fourth of July to light your firecrackers and fireworks? The moxas are made of a cer- tain kind of pith, and burn slowly just as the punk does. The Japanese believe in the use of moxas for many things, — bad children, sickness, and I can't tell you what else. The impolite boy I told you about, at the begin- ning of the story, was burned with a moxa, in such a way that he never forgot himself again. As for fevers, why, the moxa is cer- tain to drive away the bad spirits that cause them. No doubt you wonder at it, as I do myself, but Lotus Blossom got well enough in two or three days to sit up and be dressed. But she did not care for her dolls or games ; she felt tired all the time. Her loving and most honoured father said a change of air would Our Little Japanese Cousin 31 do her good. It would be well for her to spend some days at the house of an aunt who lived several miles out in the country. Toyo was allowed to go, too. How were they to get there? In steam or electric cars ? What can you be thinking of to ask such questions? Two jinrikishas were brought to the door; one was for Lotus Blossom and one for her brother. Strong men were hired to draw them. I wonder if you ever saw anything like a jin-riki-sha, or man-power-car- riage, for that is what the word means. They are very comfortable, much like baby-car- riages, and are lined with soft cushions. The men look strong and kind. They are nearly naked, so that they can run easily and rapidly. It will take only an hour to carry the children to their aunt's, if they do not stop on the way. But there are so many things to see to-day that Lotus Blossom forgets all about her sickness and burns, and wants her 32 Our Little Japanese Cousin een. runners to stop every few minutes to rest. The children spend at least five minutes bid- ding their mother a proper good-bye. Then, at the word, off they go, down“ Dog” Street into “Turtle” Street. There are no side- walks, but they are not needed, for horses and wagons are rarely seen. , But look! Here is a man standing in the middle of the street, dancing and singing a funny song. The sober Japanese who are passing stop and laugh. The man has a little stand by his side, and on this stand are a dish of wheat-gluten and a bamboo reed. As Lotus Blossom and Toyo draw near, the man ends his song and calls out, “Now who wants me to blow him a candy dog? Or shall it be a monkey eating a nut? You, my most honoured little lady, want one surely.” This he said to Lotus Blossom, who was sitting up straight in the jinrikisha, full of interest. She thought a moment or two, and 20 K XX Se 2 23 SOS CONCES 20 THE CANDY MAN. Our Little Japanese Cousin 33 then asked for a stork with wings spread out to fly. She had hardly stopped speaking be- fore the man seized a bamboo reed, dipped it in the sticky paste, and blowing now this way, now that, fashioned the graceful bird. Pinching it here and there to make it more perfect, he put on some touches of colour from a box of paints. It was wonderfully done. Lotus Blossom gave him five yen for the candy toy, the runners took hold of the jinrikisha, and away the children went on their journey. They came soon to another crowd of boys and girls gathered about a batter-cake man. He had a little stand on which a pan of char- coal was burning. A large griddle rested over the coal, and a tiny little urchin was standing on his tiptoes and baking cakes. The man cut them out for him in pretty shapes. See the pleasure on the youngster's face! All this fun for ten yen, or one cent. The other children m2 Our Little Japanese Cousin 35 a man with one of them over his shoulders, and a queer mushroom-shaped hat on his head, you would feel like laughing, I know, – that is, if you had not already acquired some of the politeness of the Japanese themselves. But let us return to Turtle Street and find out what is now attracting the attention of our little cousins. Would you believe it? They can't be in very much of a hurry to get to aunty's, for they have stopped again. You would also stop if you saw what they do. A travelling street show is entertaining num- bers of men, women, and children. Babies are on the backs of some of them, laugh- ing and crowing, too. See that clever fellow in the middle. He is making butterflies of coloured paper and blowing them up into the air. He keeps them flying about, now in one direction, now in another, by waving his fan. It seems as though they must be alive, he does this so cleverly. That yellow butterfly eems 36 Our Little Japanese Cousin is made to alight on a baby's hand. Hear the little fellow crow with delight. Another flies over Lotus Blossom’s jinrikisha, and then, by the dexterous waving of the show- man's fan, goes off in another direction before she can catch it. After the butterfly show another man per- forms some wonderful tricks with a ladder. He places the ladder upright on the ground without any support; he climbs it, rung by rung, keeping its balance all the time. Finally he reaches the very top and stands on one foot, bowing and gracefully waving a fan. There is not time to tell you all the wonderful feats of the Japanese. Toyo and Lotus Blos- som are delighted, although they have seen performances like these many times before. But they must really hasten on their jour- ney, for aunty will be expecting them, and it will soon be sunset. In a few moments they leave the city behind and are out in the beauti- Our Little Japanese Cousin 37 ful country. They pass tea plantations. The glossy green leaves are almost ready to pick. See the man in that field, running wildly about, making hideous noises. Is he crazy? Our little cousins do not seem disturbed as they pass by, for he is only a hired scarecrow. You remember that the people in Japan think it wrong to kill any living thing. But there are great numbers of birds in the country which are likely to eat the crops and do much dam- age. So men are hired to act as scarecrows and make noises to frighten the birds away. At last Uncle Oto's rice plantation is reached. The children draw up in front of a large, low house with wide verandas. It is more beautiful than their own home. The roof is magnificent with carvings, and must have cost a great deal of money. It is the pride of Aunt Ocho. The gardens contain the choicest plants and trees, besides a pond and an artificial waterfall. Lotus Blossom and 38 Our Little Japanese Cousin Toyo are sure of a good time and much fun. They will have a great deal to tell their mamma when they return to their home. ise Time passes by. The children have been back in their own home a long time. They are now looking forward to New Year's day. Everything is excitement about the house. Mamma has hired an extra servant to help clean the house from right to left; not from top to bottom, as we say, for there are no stairways or rooms overhead. Everything is on one floor, remember. The screens are carefully wiped, the mats receive an extra shaking, and then mamma brings out her choicest vase from the storehouse and places it on a beautiful, ebony stand in the place of honour. The Japanese are not at all like us. They are so simple in their tastes, and love beautiful things so much, that they have only one or two pieces, at the most, on view at a Our Little Japanese Cousin 39 More son time. They think they can enjoy them more fully in this way. The most honoured father orders some workmen to come and set up some tall pine branches in front of the gateway. One is of black, the other of red pine, and tall bamboo reeds are placed beside them. A grass rope is stretched from one reed to the other, and some funny strips of white paper are hung on it. You saw many of these papers at the temple where the children worship. This work is very important to the childlike people. They think that the rope, with papers fastened to it, will keep away all the evil spirits that are ever ready to spoil the happiness of human beings. They are demons, who take the shape of foxes, badgers, and wolves, and are frightful enough to the imagination of Lotus Blossom and her brother. Of course, the children are glad that the evil spirits are to be surely kept Saw away. 40 Our Little Japanese Cousin Other things are hung on the rope for good luck. There is a piece of charcoal and some seaweed, and a “lucky bag” filled with chest- nuts, a bit of herring and sume dried fruit. All these things will make the gods under- stand they are not forgotten. The day before New Year's some men come to the house with an oven and pro- ceed to make the grand New Year's cake. It must not be eaten, however, until the rith of January. The children stand around and watch the men pound the sticky rice-paste with a heavy mallet. At last it is smooth enough, and then it is cut into rounds and built up into a pyramid. I hear you say, “Well, I'd rather have my mother's plum- cake, any time.” But not so with Lotus Blossom and Toyo. They watch their mother anxiously as she places it with great care on a lacquered stand, to remain until the time comes to eat it. Our Little Japanese Cousin 41 Now they are allowed to put on their clogs and go to buy the “ harvest ship,” which they will hang up in the house instead of the holly and evergreens you like to see at Christmas time. The Japanese believe that on New Year's eve a wonderful ship comes sailing into port. Of course, it is sent by the gods. No one has ever really seen it. That does not matter; there are pictures of it, nevertheless, and no New Year's decorations are complete without a miniature harvest ship. The shops are as full of them as our markets are of ever- green trees at Christmas time. They are made of grasses and trimmed with gaily col- oured papers. The selection of this ship is a very exciting event, not only for Lotus Blossom and Toyo, but also for their mother. How anxiously they look at one after another as the shopkeeper shows them. Finally one is chosen that suits the children's mother as to price and beauty. But the shopping is by 42 Our Little Japanese Cousin no means ended, for presents must be bought for friends and playmates. And now, children of America, please don't get envious of all the pretty things which your cousins can buy for a few pennies. Lotus Blossom and Toyo have been saving money for a long time. Each has a number of square copper coins strung on a string. They are not like our pennies, for they are larger and thinner, and each one has a square hole in the centre. Ten of these are equal in value to one of our cents, and there are many pretty things that Japanese children can buy for a yen, as this piece of money is called. Such pretty picture books made of the lovely Japa- nese paper! Dolls that are dressed in the same fashion as the two children, only the dresses are of paper ; pictures of the Japanese gods and goddesses ; games and tops and can- dies. At length the shopping is over and the last yen has been spent. The family are glad can Our Little Japanese Cousin 43 to go home and take a hot bath and nap, for they are very tired. On New Year's morning Lotus Blossom and her brother receive their own presents, and although they do not shout and jump up and down as you do when you are very happy, they are much pleased. Toyo has a drum, some lovely books and a new game of battle- dore and shuttlecock, which is the game of all games to be played at New Year's. The shuttlecock is a large gilded seed with feathers stuck all around it; the battledore is a bat, flat on one side to strike with, while the other side has a raised figure of a beautiful dancing-girl. Lotus Blossom has, among other things, a doll which her mother has dressed in flowered silk, keep her ornaments. But the greatest surprise to the children is a white rabbit. These little creatures are the dearest of all pets in Japan, because they are so rare. It cost the loving Our Little Japanese Cousin 45 pretty Japanese women spoil their good looks as soon as they are married by colouring their teeth black! Isn't it a shame? I'm glad we don't have this custom in our country, aren't you? And now the New Year's calls begin. What a bowing and bending! Men, women, and children are all calling and lavishing many - worded compliments on each other. Refreshments are passed, and then there is a “show” to amuse everybody. Some men have been hired to come to the house. They dance and sing many songs. After this comes the funny part of the entertainment. One man puts on a mask and makes believe he is an animal. He rolls around on the floor at the ladies' feet, makes queer noises, and every- body laughs and is delighted. The big folks like it as much as the children. Perhaps the funny man will now put on two masks and represent different things at the same time, – : Our Little Japanese Cousin 47 When they arrive at their schoolroom, they are met by a quiet, kindly man with big glasses over his eyes. The children instantly bow down to the ground before him, for he is their teacher. Of course the low bow is to show great respect. Japanese children are taught to treat their instructors, as well as their parents, with honour and regard. And now they enter the schoolroom. But what a schoolroom! No desks, no platform, no seats ! The teacher sits down upon a mat with a small lacquered stand beside him. The children squat on the floor around him and begin to study. What queer letters in the books! You would not be able to read one word. Lotus Blossom and Toyo have already learned their alphabets. You smile, perhaps, and think, “H’m! that isn't much.” Well, just wait till I tell you there are forty-seven different characters in one alphabet, while in another there are several times as many. The 48 Our Little Japanese Cousin easy alphabet is the only one that girls must know, while boys learn both. But Lotus Blossom is a very bright child, so she studies the more difficult characters as well. Japanese books are printed very differently from ours. The lines run up and down the page, and keep the eyes of the reader busily moving. The children don't have many examples to perform, for the Japanese do not consider arithmetic so important as Ameri- cans do. Do you sigh now, and wish you could get your education in that far-away land where long division is not a daily trial? But wait till I tell you about the writing, or rather painting, lessons. You will certainly be en- vious. When the schoolmaster gives the signal, the children take the brushes and the cakes of India ink from their satchels. They mix a little of the ink with water, and then are ready to paint their words on the beautiful paper made in their country. Many people 50 Our Little Japanese Cousin nese the cat or kill a fly. His parents would be shocked beyond expression. “How about punishment in the Japanese school ?” I hear a little boy ask. My dear child, it is hardly ever needed, but when it does come, it is not being kept after school; it is not a whipping. The child is burned ! The teacher takes a moxa, which I told you is a kind of pith, and sticks it on the naughty child's hand. He then sets the moxa on fire to burn slowly. It is a long, sad punishment for any one who is so bad as to deserve it. It does not need to be given every day. Lotus Blossom and Toyo, as well as their little schoolmates, are very attentive to their work, and try their hardest to please the teacher. When school is done, what will the children do throughout the long afternoon ? Lotus Blossom must work a certain time in embroid- ery, and take a short lesson with her mamma A LESSON IN ARRANGING FLOWERS. 54 Our Little Japanese Cousin es was a fine new one, but he wouldn't show his grief, at any rate. Toyo sometimes wrestles with the other boys, but they are not rough and noisy about it. They wrestle gently, if you can imagine such a thing. They have often seen the trained wrestlers at the shows; such big, fat men. They must weigh at least three hundred pounds. The fat fairly hangs upon them. The Japanese people are generally slim and rather small, but if a man is going to train himself to be a wrestler, he eats everything that will help to make him fat. I should think they could not get hurt, for they look as though they were cushioned in fat. The boys of Japan have marbles and tops, just as you do ; in fact, nearly all the games which you like best were played by your far- away cousins long before there was a white child on this great continent of ours. « Blind re Our Little Japanese Cousin 55 man's buff,” “Hide the thimble,” and “ Puss in the corner,” are great favourites with the Japanese. Instead of hiding the thimble, however, they use a slipper, and instead of puss in the corner, they play that it is the devil. You must not forgot that the Japanese believe there are many devils, or bad spirits, as well as good ones who are ready to help. They even think of them in their games. How many holidays have we in a whole year? Stop and count. Not a great number, we must admit. Lotus Blossom and Toyo have so many that they can count on their fingers the number of days between any two of them. Next best to New Year's, our little girl cousin likes the Feast of Dolls. It comes on the third day of the third month. At that time the stores are filled with dolls, – big dolls, little dolls, dolls dressed like princesses with founced silk gowns, dolls made up as servants, as dancing-girls, and cen a 56 Our Little Japanese Cousin dolls the very image of the Mikado, the ruler of Japan, — nothing but dolls and dolls' furni- ture. When the great day arrives, Lotus Blossom’s mamma makes a throne in the house. She brings out the two dolls that she herself received when she was born, be- sides those of her mother and grandmother and great-grandmother! They have been carefully packed away in soft papers in the family storehouse. What a sight they are, with all the new ones that have been bought for Lotus Blossom. The Mikado doll is first placed on his throne, surrounded by his court, and then the soldiers and dancers and working people are made to stand at either side. They are dressed in the proper clothing that belongs to their position. But this grand array is not all. There are all kinds of doll's furniture, too, — little tables only four inches high, with dolls' tea-sets, the tiniest, prettiest china dishes. There are the Our Little Japanese Cousin 57 wadded silk quilts for the dolls to sleep on, and wooden pillows on which the doll-heads can rest. Yes, there are dolls' fans, and even dolls' games. On this great occasion there is a dinner- party for the whole family of dolls. Lotus Blossom and her little friends, as well as her father and mother, are quite busy serving their guests with rice, fish, soup, and all kinds of sweet dainties. Somehow or other, all these nice things are eaten. What wonderful dolls they have in Japan, don't they? Toyo enjoys the day as well as Lotus , Blossom, but still he is looking forward to the fifth of May. That will be his favourite time of all the year. By that time the girls' dolls will be put away, and the stores will be filled with boys' playthings, — soldiers, tents, armour, etc. Toyo's father will place a tall bamboo pole in front of the house, and hang an immense paper fish on the top of it. The Our Little Japanese Cousin 59 ns. A festival which everybody loves is the Feast of Lanterns. It is in the summer time, and the children are dressed in their gayest clothes. They form processions and march through the streets singing with all their might. Every child carries a large paper lantern and keeps it swinging all the time. It is such a pretty sight in the evening light, - the bright dresses, the graceful figures, the gorgeous lanterns. Oh, Japan is the land of happy children, young and old. One pleasant summer afternoon, as Lotus Blossom and Toyo were playing on their veranda, they noticed some one stopping at the gateway and then coming up the walk to the house. It was the man-servant who worked at the home of a friend of theirs, whose father was very rich. Toyo whispered, “Oh, Lotus Blossom, I believe he's bringing us an invitation to Chrysanthemum's party. You know she is going to have one on her ve 60 Our Little Japanese Cousin birthday.” Sure enough, the man came up to the children, and, making a low bow, pre- sented them with two daintily folded papers and then departed. They hastened to open them, and found, with delight, that they were really and truly asked to their friend's party. It was to be at three o'clock in the afternoon of the following Thursday. Lotus Blossom ran to her mother, just as her American cous- ins might do, and cried, “Oh, mamma, my precious, honourable 'mother, what shall I wear? See this; do look at my invitation.” It was a rare thing indeed to see the child so excited. Her mother smiled, and answered, “My dear little pearl of a Lotus Blossom, I have almost finished embroidering your new silk garment. It shall be finished, and you shall have a new yellow crape kerchief to fold about your throat. A barber shall arrange your long hair about your head; and I will buy you white silk sandals to be tied with IN Our Little Japanese Cousin 63 some hired performers represent one of their loved fairy stories in a play. The actresses have lovely gowns, and are very graceful. It is a very enjoyable occasion. The time to leave comes all too soon. The jinrikisha men arrive, and after assur- ing their hostess that they never had had so lovely a time before, Lotus Blossom and Toyo make two deep bows and return home very happy. I believe you would not object to a party like that yourself, would you? caso Among all the joyous festivals of the year, I must not forget to tell you of the plum- viewing. The winter season is very short in Japan, and the houses are not built to keep out the cold very well, as you must have already perceived. When the spring days arrive and the blossoms begin to appear, the child people are very happy. If they are happy, of course they must show it. How ari Te Our Little Japanese Cousin 65 could desire were on sale: cakes, tea, fruit, fans, sweets of all kinds, toys, etc. No wonder Lotus Blossom and Toyo wanted to save up their money. But the orchard ! Was there ever a lovelier sight? Hun- dreds of trees loaded with fragrant pink blossoms ! The people write poems about them, and pin them on the branches, to show how much they appreciate the beautiful sight which Na- ture has given them. Tea-drinking, story- telling, and the entertainments of travelling showmen take up the day. Sunset bids them leave the beautiful scene and go back to home and work. And now, children, we must bid these dear cousins good-bye for a little while. 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