He wuz mad, as I could see, about my breakin’ up his fashionable performance with that Chicago rock, but I didn’t care.

I merely sez, “If you want to do anything to remember the place, you can buy me a yard and a half of linen lace to trim that night-cap, or a under-clothe, Josiah.”  But he acted agitated here, and sez he, “I presoom that it is cotton lace.”

Sez I, “I wish you’d be megum, Josiah Allen.  This lace is perfectly beautiful, and it is jest what they say it is.

“And what a noble thing it wuz,” sez I, “for Lady Aberdeen to do to gin these poor Irish lace-makers a start that mebby will lift ’em right up into prosperity; and spozen,” sez I, “that you buy me a yard or two?”

But he fairly tore me away from the spot.  He acted fearful agitated.

But alas! for him, he found the next place we entered also exceedin’ly full of dangers to his pocket-book, for this wuz a Japanese Bazaar, where every kind of queer, beautiful manufactures can be bought—­

[Illustration:  He found the next place we entered full of dangers to his pocket-book.]

Rugs, bronzes, lacquer work, bamboo work, fans, screens, more tea-cups than you ever see before, and little silk napkins of all colors, where you can have your name wove right in it before your eyes, and etcetry, etcetry.  Here also the peculiar fire department of the Japanese is kept.

The next large place is occupied by the Javanese; this concession and the one right acrost the road south of it is called the “Dutch Settlement,” because the villages wuz got up by a lot of Dutch merchants.

But the people are from the Figi, Philippine, and Solomon Islands, Samoa, Java, Borneo, New Zealand, and the Polnesian Archipelagoes.

Jest think on’t! there Josiah Allen and I wuz a-travellin’ way off to places too fur to be reached only by our strainin’ fancy—­places that we never expected or drempt that we could see with our mortal eyes only in a gography.

Here I wuz a-walkin’ right through their country villages with my faithful pardner by my side, and my old cotton umbrell in my hand, a-seemin’ to anchor me to the present while I floated off into strange realms.

All these different countries show their native industries.

We went into the Japanese Village, under a high arch, all fixed off with towers, and wreaths, and swords—­dretful ornimental.

There wuz more than a hundred natives here.  Their housen are back in the inclosure, and their work-shops in front, and in these shops and porticos are carried on right before your eyes every trade known in Japan, and jest as they do it at home—­carvers, carpenters, spinners, weavers, dyers, musicians, etc., etc.  The colorin’ they do is a sight to see, and takes almost a lifetime to learn.