fresh, and sweet, and glad, because the little raindrops had done
so much to help others, and had left no part of their work
undone. The night shadows came, and the rainbow faded slowly
away, leaving a message for the children of Earthdom. "Do your
best, little children, and big children, too, for God has work
for all."


Glories

Laura was tired of playing with her dolls, and tired of taking
care of Baby Donald, too, he was such a big baby, and she was a
little girl for nine years old. So as soon as nap time came, and
baby was at last quiet, Laura went out on the porch and cuddled
down in the hammock, where she swung to and fro, wishing there
was something nice to do, or some new kinds of dolls to play
with. All at once she thought she heard a faint voice say, "What
a queer child! Here she is wishing for some new plaything, and
has never noticed us. She must be blind, poor child! for every
morning we put on our prettiest dresses and smile at her; but she
always passes us by."

"Yes," replied another voice, "when she came out here to lie down
in the hammock, I brushed her hair softly and left a kiss on her
forehead; but she shook me off as if I were a bee trying to sting
her."

Laura sat up, rubbed her eyes, and looked around in surprise. Had
some one really spoken, or had she only fallen asleep and dreamed
it all?