Take
thou care of thy own, and teach us what to do with her, and how to order
our ways towards her."
Then I said to Ethelwyn,
"We will not say one word more about it tonight. You must try to go to
sleep. I daresay the little thing will sleep till the morning, and I am
sure I shall if she does. Good-night, my love. You are a true mother. Mind
you go to sleep."
"I am half asleep already, Harry. Good-night," she returned.
I know nothing more about anything till I in the morning, except that I had
a dream, which I have not made up my mind yet whether I shall tell or not.
We slept soundly--God's baby and all.
CHAPTER V.
MY DREAM.
I think I will tell the dream I had. I cannot well account for the
beginning of it: the end will appear sufficiently explicable to those who
are quite satisfied that they get rid of the mystery of a thing when they
can associate it with something else with which they are familiar. Such
do not care to see that the thing with which they associate it may be as
mysterious as the other. For although use too often destroys marvel, it
cannot destroy the marvellous. The origin of our thoughts is just as
wonderful as the origin of our dreams.
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