But I am too tired, and must go to bed." Just as he thought thus with himself, the wheel stopped.

The next moment the blind of Willie's window was drawn up, and there stood Willie, his face and his white gown glimmering in the moonlight.

He caught sight of his father, and up went the sash.
"O papa!" he cried; "I didn't think it was you I was going to see!" "Who was it then you thought to see ?" asked his father.
"Oh, nobody!--only the night herself, and the moon perhaps." "What new freak of yours is this, my boy ?" said his father, smiling.
"Wait a minute, and I'll tell you all about it," answered Willie.
Out he came in his night-shirt, his bare feet dancing with pleasure at having his father for his midnight companion.

On the grass, beside the ruins, in the moonlight, by the gurgling water, he told him all about it.
"Yes, my boy; you are right," said his father.

"God never sleeps; and it would be a pity if we never saw Him at his night-work." [Illustration: "ON THE GRASS, BESIDE THE RUINS, IN THE MOONLIGHT, WILLIE TOLD HIS FATHER ALL ABOUT IT."].