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228 THE WONDERFUL CITY OF TOKIO.
The girl went to her brother, and found Johnnie, Fitz, and
Oto watching an old fellow who was baking a kind of candy
on an apparatus that looked like a small waffle-iron.
The man squatted on a box behind a little counter, upon
which rested various utensils, above them being a frame-work
for the display of his
He was
productions.
protected from the sun
by a very large umbrella
made of oiled-
paper, and his head was
covered with a towel
of coarse blue-cotton.
Near the stall stood
two boys, who alter-
nately grinned
at one
another, and regarded
him with admiration.
The copper griddle was
heated by charcoal,
placed in a little earthen
furnace beneath the
counter, and his stock-
in-trade consisted of a
porcelain-bowl contain-
CANDY-MAKER.
ing rice-gluten.
He filled a dipper with the sweet mass and ran the stuff
over the heated mould, where it sizzled and frizzled into a
solid figure resembling a fish. This he dexterously peeled oft
and presented to his customer.
:t Look at that hon-ya" (bookseller), said Johnnie, pointing
to a young man squatted on a mat upon the other side of the
way.
" He is knee-deep in literature."