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ONE OF THE GLORIES OF TOKIO. 4!
trees that bear eighteen varieties of flowers on one stem. You
cannot teach us anything in horticulture."
As he spoke some geisha (singing girls) began to play and
sing, two of them keeping time by knocking wooden blocks
together.
"Do you call that noise music?" said Johnnie, who was
very hungry and somewhat cross.
racket."
:f When
" I think it is a dreadful
I was in America," quietly remarked Oto, "I went
with you to a minstrel show. One of the performers played
upon the bones and gave me a very bad headache, but I did
not make unkind remarks about him."
"Well said, Oto!" cried the Professor. "My boys forget
that you have a right to prefer your own music."
" Here comes the waitress," said the young Japanese.
"Johnnie will not notice the din of the hio-shigi (clappers)
when he begins to use his teeth upon these delicious broiled
unagi (eels)."
" I did not mean to offend you, Oto," returned the lad, tak-
ing up his "
chopsticks. My father is quite right."
" He always is," said the young doctor, following his
friend's example.
thousand."
r? Your father is a man of a hundred
They heartily enjoyed the meal, and at its conclusion the
Professor said:
"We have still an evening before us; what shall we do,
Oto?"
" There is a very good kosha-ku-shi (public story-teller)
not far from here. Would you like to pay him a visit?"
the restaurant, pro-
They all agreed, and, quitting
ceeded to a house near by, and entering, found the man
waiting for an audience. He was seated on a platform, behind