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He say give names of man and woman to boughs of bamboo and make the tie together with long pin of thorn. Give the low bow, and by and by the dear wish in heart will be truly. Merrit San he no can know what I do, but he hold the high boughs of bamboo down and I name him and me and make the tie together. The dear wish of my heart come not truly. It is full of sad. Third Entry

Mrs. Merrit departed at the end of the month. Her successor certainly was more successful in the management of the servants. Early in her rule she declared that she would stand no nonsense, and gossip soon withered and died. Eustace Borlsover went back to his old way of life. Old habits crept over and covered his new experience.

The governor had cautioned his young nobleman against creating a friendship with so worthless a person, who would draw him into all manner of vice and expense, and lead him into numberless inconveniences. Merrit, being told of this, took Mr Forbes one day at an advantage in an house, and wounded him dangerously.

When I write these letters Merrit San is far away at sea on the way of his home. He will have joyful time. I wish I can see her, that girl with the laugh in her eyes. Wonder how she thinks of Japan. Perhaps she would think how small and lonely country and people. One girl in that Japanese country very sad with lonely. But Merrit San say: "Yuki San, you good girl, you be good wife."

It is getting little cold, and every night the moon is so clear. These day crickets are singing among the grasses. Those make me to think of Merrit San more and more. This fall was quite changed to me. At first Merrit San never come back to me as I expect in dreamy way. I have the feel of very helpless and lonesome.

The entry in the journal that night closes with the underscored sentence, "Phillips is matchless." John J. Merrit, of Brooklyn, Margaret E. Winchester, Mrs. Theodore Tilton, Mrs.

Merrit San stop the laugh and his voice grow still with quiet, then he say: "Ah, Yuki San, little snow-girl like you should not know the world. Cuddle in your little nest and be content." What is content? It is the don't care of anything but the flower-garden in my heart. Wonder if girl with laugh in her eyes have the content? This day I take walk by seas.

The unpacking of his steamer-trunk and the disposal of his possessions in his small apartment was a matter of interest to the whole family. Each article was politely examined and exclaimed over, and when Merrit drew out a package of photographs and showed them his home and family and friends, the excitement became intense.

Sometimes little white waves jump up and dance, but the joyful of last happy day stings my heart. Sixth Entry More long time go running slowly by since you have left us, and as I was thinking of that running and those days and longing for you and my heart getting down in lonely thoughts, Yubin San bring me those package what you sent, Merrit San, and it made me very glad and happy.

"Iya, Iya!" the child screamed; but Merrit, as determined as she, held her firmly, and ended by lightly slapping first one little hand and then the other. The child, thus coming into contact for the first time with physical force, relaxed her grasp and gazed in amazement at the boy's determined face.