Big lamp by Merrit San's desk no never burn so bright for me. It make funny little crooked shadow of my body on _shoji_. Merrit San's body always make big and strong black picture. I saw it last time big moon look over mountain. I took walk in garden and I thinking this time next moon Merrit San will not be here. Though the lamplight shines through the _shoji,_ still in next month the owner of the light will be different and the ache come into my heart. Whole Japan are changed, and everything I see or hear makes me think of him; but my thoughts of him never, never changed, yet more and more increase and longing for him all time. My heart speak the much word of love for Merrit San. My eyes grow shame to say it. Little book, close my secret! _Second Entry_ ALL day many rains come down in garden. He steals flowers' sweetness and damp my heart with lonesome. Last rainy day Merrit San teached me more better English, and he laugh very long when I read the English writing with my Japanese tongue. He say: "Ah, Yuki San, you very funny little girl!" Then I teach him the play of _go ban_, and he make the pain in his head with the several thoughts how he must move the black or white. He try long, long time, then he shake his big feest, and he say: "You've got me beat, little sister; you've got me sure." I laugh, but I think much thoughts. _I_ no hurt Merrit San with beat, and girl with much laugh in her eyes have got him for surely. I no understand that funny 'Merican tongue. Merrit San so many time call me little sister, and he say my soul all white like my name. What _is_ my soul? Ah, that same spirit what leave my body and go out 'cross that many seas to safe Merrit San's journey. I keep that soul all purely and white all of because Merrit San call me Little Sister Snow. One day I take Merrit San with me to very old temple. Sun, him so bright he make all leaves to dance with glad. Green lizard take sleep on stone step while big honey-bee sing song. All things have the joyful, and my feets just touch earth with lightsome. I go inside temple and say one very little pray to Amida, for I have the hurry. When I go back, Merrit San he say: "See here, Yuki San, you no waste time over pray. You get the trouble with that old gentleman if you have not the careful." Then I say: "Next time I give him little money and make big smoke with incense," and he say, "Yuki, you very good girl." Just by temple's side is little bamboo-tree which have very nice story. One good god he like this bamboo, and he like the beautiful love. He say give names of man and woman to boughs of bamboo and make the tie together with long pin of thorn. Give the low bow, and by and by the dear wish in heart will be truly. Merrit San he no can know what I do, but he hold the high boughs of bamboo down and I name him and me and make the tie together. The dear wish of my heart come not truly. It is full of sad. _Third Entry_