ABSTRACT
ONE needs to see Japanese girls at home if one would know them, needs to live in the same household with them the year round, for there is much in their gentle lives they do not discover readily. We had a roomful in a class over in Okashi San’s, and we saw much of the daughters of the families near by, but I suspect we never quite fathomed O Jo Sama. The glimpses travellers have in Tokio and in the seaport cities, where one sees native girls in the shops and the bazaars, in the restaurants, in the streets, round about the temple grounds, and in hundreds of the public schools, do not tell the story.
