Page 175 - Adventures in shadow-land

in there. For her mother was just folding up her
work,— the baby was crowing and playing with

his rattle in the cradle,^-strawberries and cream
and sponge-cake were on the table; and when Eva

came quietly in, and slipped into her seat by her
father, he put his hand on her curls, and asked

her if she had had a nice time down by the pond
the whole afternoon.

"Y e s, papa,” was all Eva could say, and then
she paid very strict attention to her saucer of ripe

strawberries covered with cream.
Presently her mother said:

“ My little girl had a nice long nap this after­
noon. I called her once, and she only raised

her head for a minute, and then down it went
again.”

Papa laughed.
"Strawberries and cream waked her up at

last.”
And Eva never said a word.

But to this day she never sees a shooting-star

without Pondering what has been lost in the
moon,— she never sees a toad without thinking