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THE WONDERFUL CITY OF TOKIO.
CHAPTER XI.
A RAMBLE IN THE STREETS.
" When the gods created the flowers, they chose the most superb.
Among which were the lotus, the tree peony, and the chrysanthemum ;
The last, the emblem of the sun, unfolds its glory in the eleventh month."
ONE November morning, Sallie Jewett stood at the window
of her room, watching a man who was moving stealthily
about the grounds of the yashiki.
He was comfortably dressed, in well-worn cotton clothes
carried a pipe and tobacco-pouch, suspended from the right
side of his girdle, had a basket with a trap mouth tied about
his \vaist, and wore the left sleeve of his dress looped up with
a towel. He also had a mushroom-shaped sun-hat on his head,
and carried in his hand a long, light bamboo, which he ma-
noeuvred in a very peculiar way. He slunk along as though
ashamed of what he was about, peeped round corners with a
furtive air, and conducted himself like one who is engaged in a
disreputable business.
"
I wonder what he is after," murmured the girl.
"Don't you know, Sallie?" said Fitz, who, with his brother
had silently joined her.
him call presently."
"
That is a tori-sashi. You will hear
As the boy spoke, the man put an instrument between his
lips and twittered just like a sparrow. A number of the birds
answered him and flew down from the trees to attack the new-
comer, when, quick as thought, he made a pass
at them with
his bamboo and entangled the feathers of one of the plump
little fellows in the tori-moch /(bird-lime), with which the rod