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only his own opinion, there was a great deal of discussion and comparing
of the poor baby's little face with those of his parents, and, through
dint of being often shown them, the father and mother began to find the
most remarkable resemblance to each other in their little child.

Well, one day he had been crying very hard, and his poor mother was
nearly worn sick with trying to quiet him. She had walked all over the
house, shown him everything on the tables, taken up books and shaken
them before his eyes, carried him to the windows and cried "See there!
see there!" with fresh tones of love and pity, without his seeming to be
in the least edified by it all. She tossed him before the looking-glass;
but he did not seem to be comforted by the glimpse of himself, done up
in a blanket, which he caught; until, at last, after putting everything
into every place in which it didn't belong, and trying to make him look
at things he didn't care to see, she resolutely put him in the cradle,
rocked him with his head moving now on this and now on that side of the
pillow, until he fell fast asleep.

He had no sooner closed his eyes to sleep than he left his baby's body
in the cradle, and ran straight off to the gardens of God in heaven,
towards that place where dwell the angel-children who are yet to go down
and live upon the earth. As he came near the tall flowers, whose golden
petals were spread, and in whose cups lay sweet dew, he clapped his
hands with joy, and a bright smile lay on his lips, which before had
been distorted with grief.

Not far from him there rose a bright fountain, which, falling, dashed
its water gently down into a broad, silvery basin beneath. In the midst
of the falling spray a large bird, with long, blue plumage, played, now
diving beneath the water, and now catching the drops as they fell from
the fountain. Then came other birds, some in gay scarlet plumage, with
white feathers about their necks and at the tips of their wings and
tails; they, too, played in the fountain, and chased each other over
the sparkling waters.

Then there were tall trees, of such a bright green as is seldom seen on
the earth, and on them were fruits which looked a little like those we
see here, but a thousand times more beautiful, for they shone like
precious stones. About everything was a glory which it is impossible to
describe.

At a little distance was a troop of fair children at play, and when they
had seen the little