98 ALL ABOARD FOR SUNRISE LANDS. “Yes, Boson. We are going by the pint, and there is the light- house. We are about a dozen miles from Yokohama. A VIEW IN TOKIYO. UA times these sails were made of matting or bamboo. There is a big city, To- kiyo, the capi- tal, up th e bay.” The morn- ing breeze went like a broom over the bay, stir- ring it into lit- tle ripples. Now and then the steamer | rushed by an island, and again it shot past an odd- looking Jap- anese junk. This was very high in the stern, but low in the bows, and car- ried wide sails wollen by the wind. Some- Amidships, it