312 THE DREAM 



dreamed that Philip would love flowers more than 

 kittens ; and that Sallie would not be startled when 

 she saw a rabbit's tall ears. He dreamed that 

 Grandmother would have a picnic for us almost 

 every day, and that Lucy would wave and shout 

 at him when she saw him, instead of standing still 

 and letting a darning-needle fly about her hand. 



Tommy dreamed that he would never feel chilly 

 after spring came again, and his caterpillar had 

 turned into a butterfly. He dreamed that he him- 

 self was back at the school house in the woods 

 which had been closed all summer, and that in- 

 stead of reciting his lessons he was thinking about 

 the flowers. He dreamed — ^but before I could re- 

 member the rest of Tommy's dream, I, too, had 

 fallen asleep. 



It was truly winter instead of Fourth of July; 

 the flowers were asleep under the snow, and there 

 was no more for me to tell. 



THE END 



