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the  forest.  It  died  away and  then  returned;  and

                                      then  came  again  and  again,  in  tones  so  marvel­
                                      lously  sweet  that  Eva,  who  had  just  taken  the

                                      little  figure  into  her  hands,  dropped  him  into  her
                                      lap,  and  pushed  her  long  golden  curls  away  from
                                      her  face,  the  better  to  listen  to  the  melody.

                                         Once  more  it  came,  and  once  more  died  away
                                      into  silence.    And  then  there  was  a  low,  rushing

                                      sound,  and, far  in  the  distance, Eva saw arise,  as  it
                                      were  from  out  of  the  earth,  among  the  trees,  the

                                      tiny silver  crescent of a  young  new moon,— and  as
                                      she  looked  at  it,  it  rose  higher  and  higher,  and

                                      faster  and  faster,  till  it  reached,  in  a  few  minutes,
                                      the  very  centre  of  the  sky,  the  child’s  blue  eyes
                                      still  following  it;  and when  once  there  it  paused,

                                      and  floated  among  the  strange,  gleaming clouds,
                                      which  surrounded  it,  like a  little  shining  boat.

                                         With  a  sudden  impulse  Eva  bent  down  and
                                      kissed  the little  figure  lying  in  her  lap;  and  then

                                      she  looked  up  at  the  crescent  of  the  moon,  as
                                      upon  the  face  of  an  old  friend;  and  she  would

                                      have  sat  there  longer  watching  it,  but  that all  at
                                      once  a  little,  weak voice  said:
                                         “ lam   awake  again,  and  there  is my home,”
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