Happy New Year!
I will send a lot of “Shinnen omedeto” to Tokio.
Isn’t this a queer New Year?
No shimenawa along the façades with flitting gohei!
No “gate pine tree”!
No sambow for an oblation unto the gods in any room!
No rice-bread! No golden toso for the cup!
I mingled with a neighbour’s girls for a “rope-jumping.”
We played hide-and-seek. I offered ten cents reward to the one who detected me. I abandoned the unprofitable job after emptying out all my change.
Miss Olive called on a bicycle.