ILO PRINCE FILDERKIN

annoyed at finding that he did not go to sleep
as easily as he commonly did. Perhaps it was
the very desire to sleep which kept him awake;
perhaps he was over-tired, or possibly the
beans and bacon had something to do with
_ it. At any rate, he could not fall asleep, do
what he would, but lay tossing about as if
sleep and he were to be strangers for that
night at least. This was the more provoking,
because he thought it likely that he should
want all his strength for the next day’s
exertions, and neither body nor mind is at
its best after a night in which they have
not had their accustomed rest.

When at last he succeeded in getting to
sleep, his dreams were by no means of an
agreeable nature. He dreamed that he was
surrounded by thousands of hump-backed
pigmies, who pelted him with leaden beans
and then tried to smother him with bacon.
Then.a bull kept rushing at him, just as
the white animal of that species had done,
and he woke up just as he was going to be
tossed, hardly able to believe that he was
quietly in bed all the time.

However, somehow or other he got
through the night, and having had some