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222 THE WONDERFUL CITY OF TOKIO.
between the hills, must have been the beds of rivers. This is
a very interesting country."
Toward the afternoon they entered # district where orange
and peach-trees were extensively cultivated.
As they neared Nara, the country became more hilly, and
they saw many woods from which rose the smoke of the char-
coal-burners' fires.
"We shall have the happiness of staying at a bozu house in
f '
the enclosure of the great temple," said Mrs. Nambo.
One
always feels doubly pious when in the shadow of a sacred
edifice."
" "
Hush, hush ! whispered her husband.
: '
You forget that
our friends do not think as you do."
The night had closed in by the time they reached their
destination.
They were received by their friend, the bozu, who welcomed
them, saying, " This is the most gratifying event of my
life. I never expected to be thus honored. You will find
everything you require in your rooms, and I will have a meal
served for you at once."
As soon as the party had supped, they retired, feeling
thoroughly worn out with their long ride.
At daybreak they heard the sound of a service in the temple,
whereupon Fitz called them, saying,
"
Hurry up,
the performance is just going to begin."
everybody,
" "
Fitz," sternly exclaimed his father, do not let me hear
any more such expressions. How would you like a solemn
ceremony of our church to be designated as a performance?
These rites have a deep meaning for our friends, the Jap-
anese."
After the pilgrims had partaken of a simple breakfast of'
cold rice and vegetables, Mr. Nambo said to them, " Follow