a pink rosebud. She is a sweet little girl. I love her dearly. I did
not like her when she first came. That was a long time ago. My master
was very fond of her. That made me feel cross. I used to bark at baby
and show all my teeth. After that they did not let me come near her. I
did not see the baby for a long time. I did not care for that.

My master did not seem to like me then. When he saw me, he said, "Go
away, Dime! Go away, bad dog! You are not good to the baby." So I was
not happy. I made up my mind to bite that baby.

It was a long time before I got a chance to bite her; but one day I
found her alone. She was in her little crib. I put my paws on her
crib.

But I did not bite her, after all. Shall I tell you why? She was too
pretty to bite. So I kissed the baby, and I have loved her ever since.

[Illustration: {DIME LOOKS AT THE SLEEPING BABY.}]

Now, my master likes me again. He pats my head and says, "Good old
dog! Good Dime! You love the baby, don't you?"

I am glad I am not a cross dog now. I feel better when I am good.
Don't you?

S. E. SPRAGUE.

WIDE-AWAKE LAND.

"Come, Freddie, time you were in bed long ago," said mamma.

"Don't want to go!" cried Fred. "I wish I never had to go to bed!"

But in a few moments Fred was snugly tucked away. Everything grew dim,
and Fred's eyes began to close. Very soon he heard a little voice from
somewhere, and started up.

Perched on his knee was the queerest little man he had ever seen. In
one hand he held a long pin, and this he often thrust at Fred.

"What are you doing that for?" asked Fred. "To keep you awake," said
the little dwarf. "You are in Wide-Awake Land, and no one goes to
sleep here."

[Illustration: {FREDDIE IS WIDE AWAKE.}]

Fred sat up in bed and looked about. Was it really Wide-Awake Land?
Needn't he ever go to bed again? "O, I am glad!" he said.

There were many other boys and girls in this queer land, and most of
them looked very unhappy.

"What is the matter?" asked Fred of a little boy who was crying hard.

"I'm tired and sleepy," sobbed the boy.

"Why don't you go to sleep then?" asked Fred.

"Humph! I guess you haven't been here long, or you'd know."

"No, I've just come; I think it's nice."

"Wait till you get sleepy," said the boy. "I used to think Wide-Awake
Land would be nice. I believe Sleepy Land would be nicer now."

[Illustration: {FREDDIE AND THE OTHER LITTLE BOYS.}]

"Yes," adde