The Shadow. 95

and slept and slept. The sun came up and dried
the dew from the flowers and grass, and still he
slept! Suddenly he was awakened by hearing
voices. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, for there
coming toward him, were George’s papa and
mamma. With them was George, and behind
him, if you will believe me, walked a strange,
new Shadow! Our Shadow ran up to him, and
said angrily :

“Go away, this is my master.”

‘ No,” said the strange one, smiling saucily,
“look again at George.”

The Shadow did, and saw that the boy was
dressed in his best serge suit, his brown shoes and
stockings, and his round brown hat, and then he
remembered that this was Sunday and that George
was on his way to church.

“Now,” said the strange Shadow, proudly,
‘look at me.”

Our Shadow did, and found that he was dressed
exactly like George. Then, knowing that it was
the first duty of a good Shadow to dress like his
master in every particular, he realized that George