ries to be had in Canton. They are found on
precipitous rocks overhanging the sea, and one must risk his life to
get them. It didn't taste any better to me than a chip. It seemed to
be cut in little square yeller pieces, kind of clear lookin', some
like preserved citron only it wuz lighter colored, and Josiah
whispered to me:

"We can have bird's-nest soup any day to hum, Samantha. Jest think of
the swaller's nest in the barn and robin's nest and crow's nest, why
one crow's nest would last us a week."

"It would last a lifetime, Josiah, if I had to cook it; sticks and
straw."

"Well, it would be real uneek to cook one, or a hornet's nest, and
would be a rarity for the Jonesvillians, and in the winter, if we run
out of bird's-nest, you could cook a hen's nest."

But I sez, "Keep still, Josiah, and let's see what we'll have next."

Well, we had ham, fish, pigeon's eggs and some things I didn't know
the name of. The host took up a little mess of sunthin' on his chop
stick and handed it to me. I dassent refuse it, for he meant it as a
honor, but I most know it wuz rat meat, but couldn't tell for certain.
I put my shoulder blades to the wheel and swallered it, but it went
down hard.

Bowls of rice wuz passed round last. Between the courses we had the
best tea I ever tasted of; only a few of the first leaves that open on
the tea plant are used for this kind of tea, and a big field would be
gone over for a pound of it. After it is cured it is flavored with the
tea blossom. I had spozed I had made good tea to home on my own hot
water tank, and drinked it, but I gin up that I had never tasted tea
before.

On our way home we went through the Street of Benevolence and I wuz
ashamed to run Miss Meechim in my mind.

They name their streets real funny; one street is called Everlasting
Love, or it means that in our language, and there is Refreshing
Breezes, Reposing Dragons, Honest Gain, Thousand Grandsons, Heavenly
Happiness, and etc., etc.

Josiah said that he should see Uncle Sime Bentley and Deacon Henzy
about naming over the Jonesville streets the minute he got home. Sez
he, "How uneek it will be to trot along through Josiah's Never Ending
Success, or Prosperous Interesting Josiah, or the Glorious Pathmaster,
or the Divine Travellin' Deacon, or sunthin' else uneek and well
meanin'."

Sez I, "You seem to want to name 'em all after yourself, Josiah. Uncle
Sime and Deacon Henzy would probable want one or two named afte