A TRIP TO JAPAN
There are so many things to tell you about “Nippon,” as the Japanese call their country, that I do not know where to begin.
But first of all I must tell you how we landed. There were six of us,—Charlotte and Alice and Fred, their father and mother, and I,—and we had come all the way across the Pacific Ocean in a big ship.
Our ship was anchored out in the harbor, and we were told we might go ashore.
We wondered if we were expected to swim, but it seemed too far for that.
You can imagine how glad we were when we looked over the side of the ship and saw a great many little boats waiting for us.
A stairway was hung out over the side of the ship, and we walked down into the little boats, just as we walk down stairs in our houses.
Then the trunks were lowered by ropes into little Japanese rowboats, called sampans, and we waved “good-by” to the captain and all our friends on the ship.