leader

From that hour forth, the child looked out upon the star as on the home he was to go to,

when his time should come; and he thought that he did not belong to the earth alone, but to

the star too, because of his sister's angel gone before.

There was a baby born to be a brother to the child; and while he was so little that he never

yet had spoken word he stretched his tiny form out on his bed, and died.

Again the child dreamed of the open star, and of the company of angels, and the train of

people, and the rows of angels with their beaming eyes all turned upon those people's faces.

Said his sister's angel to the leader:

"Is my brother come?"

And he said "Not that one, but another."

As the child beheld his brother's angel in her arms, he cried, "O, sister, I am here! Take

me!" And she turned and smiled upon him, and the star was shining.