188 Ltistory of Gutta-Percha Willie.

 

she was looking at, put her thumb in her mouth,
and was fast asleep.

The next morning at breakfast, her papa out,
and her mamma not yet come down, she told Willie
that she had had such a beautiful dream !—that an
angel, with great red wings, came and took her in
his arms, and flew up and up with her to a cloud that
lay close by the moon, and there stopped. The
cloud was made all of little birds that kept fluttering
their wings and talking to each other, and the flut-
tering of their wings made a wind in her face, and
the wind made her very happy, and the moon kept
looking through the birds quite close to them, and
smiling at her, and she saw the face of the man in
the moon quite plain, But then it grew dark and
began to thunder, and the angel went down very
fast, and the thunder was the clapping of his big
red wings, and he flew with her into her mamma’s
room, and laid her down in her crib, and when she
looked at him he was so like Willie.

“Do you think the dream could have come of
your wishing to be a bird, Agnes?” asked Willie.

“T don’t know. Perhaps,” replied Agnes. “ Are
you angry with me for wishing I was a bird,
Willie 2”

“No, darling. What makes you ask such a
question?”

“Because ever since then you won’t let me go
with you—when you are doing things, you know.”