They could see gray roofs, and green trees, and roadways with people on them. The people looked about as big as ants crawling along. They could see rivers, and blue ponds, and canals. It seemed to the Twins that they could see the whole world.
In a minute the Father said, "Look! Look over there against the sky!"The Twins looked. Far away they saw a great lonely mountain-peak. It was very high, and very pale against the pale blue sky.
The top of it was rosy, as if the sun shone on it. The shadows were blue. Below the top there were clouds and mists. The mountain seemed to rise out of them and float in the air.
The Twins clasped their hands.
"It is Fuji!" they cried, both together.
"Yes," said the Father. "It is Fuji, the most beautiful mountain in the world."By and by Take said, "I don't feel a bit like a giant any more."And Taro said, "Neither do I."
For a long time they stood looking at it. Then they turned and crept quietly down the dark stairs, holding tight to their Father's hands.
They went back to Mother and Grandmother and Bot'Chan under the cherry trees.
"We must take the Baby home," said the Mother as soon as she saw them. "It's growing late.""Oh, mayn't we stay just a little longer?" Take begged.
"Please," said Taro.
"If we go now, we can go home by boat," said the Father.
"I didn't believe a single other nice thing could happen this day," sighed Take. "But going home by boat will be nicer than staying. Won't it, Taro?"But Taro was already on his way to the landing.
There was a pleasure-boat tied to the wharf. The whole family got on board; the boatman pushed off and away they went over the blue waters and into the river, and down the river a long way, through the city and beyond. They passed rice-fields, where men and women in great round hats worked away, standing ankle deep in water. There were fields where tea-plants were growing. There were little brown thatched roofs peeping out from under green trees. There were glimpses of little streets in tiny villages, and of people riding in a queer sort of basket hung from a pole and carried on the shoulders of two men.
At last they came to a landing-pace near their home. They were glad to see the familiar roofs again.
Taro and Take raced ahead of the others to their own little house in the garden.
At the door they found ever so many clogs. There were sounds of talking inside the house.
"What do you suppose is going to happen now?" Take asked Taro.
"I don't know--but something nice," Taro answered, as he slipped tiff his clogs and sprang up on the porch.
They slid open the door.
"Ohayo!" came a chorus of voices.
The room was full of their aunts and cousins!
Taro and Take were very much surprised, but they remembered their manners. They dropped on their knees and bowed their heads to the floor.
"Where are your Father and Mother, and Grannie and Bot'Chan?"said all the aunts and cousins. "They are late.""We came back by the boat, and it stopped at ever so many places," said Taro. "That's why we are late."Soon their Father and Mother and Grandmother came in. Then there was great laughing and talking, and many polite bows.
Bot'Chan was passed from one to another. Everybody said he was the finest baby ever seen, and that he looked like his Father!
And his Mother! And his Grandmother! Some even said he looked like the Twins!
Everybody brought presents to the baby. There were toys, and rice, and candied peas and beans, and little cakes, and silk for dresses for him, and more silk for more dresses, and best of all a beautiful puppy cat. Here is his picture! [The picture shows a portly little toy animal with curly whiskers, large round ears, and a fierce expression.] The Twins thought Bot'Chan could never use all the things that were given him but they thought they could help eat up the candied things.
Bot'Chan seemed to like his party. He sucked his thumb and looked solemnly at the aunts and cousins. He even tried to put the puppy cat in his mouth. Natsu took him away at last and put him to bed. Then everybody had tea and good things to eat until it was time to go home.
It took the Twins a long time to get to sleep that night.
Just as she was cuddling down under her warm, soft mats, Take popped her head out once more and looked across the room to Taro's bed.
"Taro!" she whispered.
Taro stuck his head out, too. She could see him by the soft light of the candle in the tall paper lamp beside his bed.
"Don't you think it's about a week since morning?" she said. "So many nice things have happened to-day!""There never could be a nicer day than this," said Taro.
"What was the nicest of all?" Take asked. "I'll tell you what Iliked the best if you'll tell me."
Then Taro told which part of the day he liked the best, and Take told which she liked the best. But I'm not going to tell whether they said the little horse, or the tiny garden, or the cherry trees, or the animals, or the boat-ride--or the party. You can just guess for yourself!
