"Come in," said the Mother. "I hope you will make my hair look very nice to-day, because we are going to the Temple."
The old woman smiled. "I will make it shine like satin," she said.
The Mother got out her little mirror and sat down on the floor.
The hairdresser stood behind her and began to take down the
Mother's long black hair.
Bot'Chan had been awake a long time. Taro was playing with him on the floor.
The Mother called Take. "Daughter," she said, "a little nap would make our baby wide awake and happy when we start for the Temple. Would you like to put him to sleep?"
Take loved to put Bot'Chan to sleep better than anything else in the world. She took him in her arms and hugged him close. Then she swayed back and forth, and sang this little song:
"How big and beautiful Sir Baby Boy is growing.
"When he becomes a good boy, too, then I will make our garden larger, and build a little treasure house for him.
"Next to the treasure-house I will plant pine trees.
Next to the pine trees I will plant bamboo. Next to the
bamboo I will plant plum trees.
"To the branches of the plum trees shall be hung little
bells! When those little bells ring, O Sir Baby Boy, how
happy you will be!"