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queer! First had we four been raeing about,
playing pranks and thinking only of fun all
the afternoon—perbaps it was wrong to play
sucb mischievous pranks—and now liere was I
alone taking care of a little baby I had never
known anything about;—a little baby tbat God
or His angels might soon come for and take
away. I had not the least bit of fear now. I
only felt as if I were in church,—it was so
solemn and so still. In a little while, tbis poor
baby might be in Heaven,—in that beautiful
place flooded with glorious ligbt,—with God.
And I, just a little giri down liere on earth,
was I to be allowed to sit beside the baby until
the angels came for hiin?
I looked around the bare, gloomy room. It
might be that the angels who were to take
away Mother Brita’s grandchild were already
liere. Oh, how good it would be for the poor
little baby who coughed so dreadfully!
The cloek had struck for half-past seven,
for eight o’clock, and half-past eight, and there
was just a small bit left of the candle. The
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