pocket--and fed the birds from his hand. They were so tame they
even picked some from his lips.

"I will feed the fish too," Take said. And she ran to the
kitchen where the maids were preparing breakfast. She came back
with some white rice wafers in her fingers. First she threw some
tiny bits of the wafer into the water. The fish saw them and
came to the surface. Then Take reached down and held the wafer
in her fingers. The little fish came all about her hand and
nibbled the wafer without fear. One of them even nibbled her
finger!

Take laughed. "Mind your manners," she said to the little fish.
"It's not polite to try to eat me up when I'm feeding you! I'm
not your breakfast, anyway!"

Just then they heard the tinkling sound of a little gong.

"Ting--ting--ting!" sang Take to the sound of the gong.
"Breakfast is ready." And she danced up the gravel walk to the
house, her hair bobbing up and down, and her sash flying in the
wind, so that she looked like a big blue butterfly.

Taro came too, and they sat down on mats in the kitchen, to eat
their breakfast.

Their Mother was already serving their Father's breakfast to him
in the next room. By and by she and Grandmother would have their
breakfast with the servants.