IN JAPAN.

ERHAPS your name is Rose or Lily; or perhaps you
know some little girls who have been named after
those flowers. But did you ever know one named Azku ?
That isa common name in Japan; the chrysanthemum
is called Azéu there; it is much easier to spell and to
speak, surely. In this picture of dear little Japanese girls,
Kiku is showing you some of her name-flowers.

The little friend next to her is named Haru. You think
that is a queer name? Everything is queer in Japan, but
the flowers! Haru, and all the girls and ladies must have
a ribbon tied about the waist; what we call a sash, they
call oz.

Next to Haru is pretty Ilo. Do you see how the hair
of each little beauty is tucked up in a puff, waxed smooth
and shiny? Nobody’s hair in Japan is dressed every day!
At night, people do not tumble about on hot feather pil-
lows, soft beds and bouncing springs. They sleep upon
mats on the floor, which keep them straight; and their
heads rest on a box; in that way the hair is not rumpled,
but keeps beautifully smooth for several days. You would
rather see it allrumpled ? But you are not in Japan! How
would you like to wake up and find your house rocking;
glass and silver jingling; pictures swinging from the walls ;
and know it was an earthquake that was rocking you?
They are quite used to such little things in Japan.

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