Up the Sunbeams
"OH, oh, oh, dear!" exclaimed Marjorie, and she struggled awake and sat up, breathing hard and rubbing her eyes rapidly.
"What's the matter?" asked the Dream, who sat on the footboard as usual, swinging his feet.
"Oh, it was the horridest nightmare!" and Marjorie shuddered. "Just about the worst one that I ever had."
"Was it worse than the time that the tea-cup chased you?"
"Oh, yes, it was. A million times worse."
"It must have been a beauty," said the Dream. "What was it all about?"
Marjorie brushed her hair back and blinked her eyes a good many times, looking about rather anxiously. "I wish I could see somebody," she said.
"Well, here am I," said the Dream, point-
