teacher open. It had gift for kindergarten. It was such beautiful thing.
Many childrens never see same as this before. All teachers give quick
decide to make secret of present, and put on Christmas-tree as big
surprise.

In very middle of most happy time by opening box, idea arrive in my
mind. Wonder if those coughs permission Tãke Chan to come kindergarten
that day? One desire knock very loud at my heart for that little Bamboo
boy to know rightly 'bout Christ-child. I know for surely. Once I go to
foreign country, and my life have experience of seventeen. But Japanese
child of now must see God and everything.

Then glad thought come. If Tãke Chan do not make absence this day, his
own eye will tell him trulier than stiff speech of tongue that cradle is
not shrine, and Christ child not blazon image of wooden stone, but great
spirit of invisible which have much love for childrens. I learn those
words out of book, but meaning come out my own heart, which I have the
difficult to give childs.

Beginning time for morning march grow very near. Him not come, and the
anxious so restless my body I run to big gate and view round and up.

Narrow street which walk by kindergarten house most lovely picture than
all other countries of universe. It have many trimmings of flags and
banners for greeting soon coming of New-Year. Even old plum-trees have
happy to break pink flowers out full, and lay on gray roof to look at
bright sun. The big love of my heart for this Japanese country make me
so delightful I have little forget 'bout late of Tãke Chan till I hear
spank of many feet on hard earth. I look, and see one of those pictures
which never melt off my mind. That sound of feet belong' to soldiers