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FOR BOYS AND CLUB. Our Dream Club. By QUEENIE SCOTT-HOPPER. "I wish there was somethingwe could belong to," Ethel said one day, seating herself in a talkative attitude on the school-room piano- stool. Girls who go to school belong to such lots of things. I was talking just now to Jessie Lloyd; at her school they have a sketch club, and a sports club, and a, debating club, ,end Jessie belongs to them all." She belongs to a Sweet Club, too," I re- marked but that isn't at school. It is at Meadows,' in High-street, where Mother has forbidden us to go. You would see the notice In the window for some months before Christ- inas :—' Join our Sweet Club.' And in another &hop in High-street," Aroke in cheerful little Angela. I ve seen a. fcaxd saying Join our Goose Club.' I wonder tehy the gooses put their card into a shop- ttdndow ?' We all joined in a laugh. U Why, in order. that other gooses going by flight read it, of course," declared Bob. Birds of a Angel, you know. By the way, I believe I was dreaming about a &oœe1ast night." M I was dreaming about something," said Btiael; but I can't remember what it was. ghat's the worst of dreams unless you tell than at once next morning you forget." I say," observed Bob," suppose we all start and save up our dreams—have a kind of society, you know, for preserving them. That's really not a bad idea. Let's start a dream dob." M What would the rules be 1" asked EtheL All members to contribute one dream on Joining, and to undertake to dream at- least three dreams every week. All- dreams to be noticed at once to the secretary—Iris. can be •ecretary." I am afraid," put in Angela regretfully, that I shan't be able to belong to it. 1 don't think I have ever dreamed of anything in my life." u Oh, yes. Angel, you did," said Ethel kindly. ■* Once when you were quite little you had a Jream about bananas. I remember you £ bouted out very loud in your sleep,' Bananas! ^Bananas and nearly frightened me out of wits." We'll put that down as Angel's entrance Stream, then," said Bob. A dream about ananas when she was quite little details un- known. Of course, I need hardly say," he con- tinued, looking at me, that only genuine dreams will be taken into account. No one must invent any." How can you make sure they don't T" asked Angel innocently." Members must be put on their honour," said Bob solemnly, still looking at me. "There Is absolutely no value or no interest about a dream that has been made up." Bob I burst out. How horrid you are I I know that you'll never believe that I dreamed that dream about Brown Windsor tunning away with Daddy in the dog-cart, the Jiight before it really happened. But I did dream it. If only I had remembered to speak of it at breakfast time, instead of waiting till titer the accident!" < It would have made it seem more genuine. "wouldn't it?" said Bob, still in the samehomd manner. Well, Iris, as you are going to be secretary, I shall buy a penny exercise book to write down the dreams in. I expect you will be kept pretty busy. I mean to dream a lot." He got the book, and a list of members' names was written down inside it: Ethel, Iris, Bob, Angela, and Roy. We told Roy that he was really too young to join, but he howled so, that we had to let him, and he spent all the rest of the day wishing it were bed-time, in order that he might go to bed and try to dream Something. Angela got dreadfully uneasy, towards dusk, for fear no dreams should come to her. I know at she watched from the stairhead window, for Daddy to come in from his afternoon rounds; and that S he slipped downstairs after- wards to knock at the door of his consulting- room, where we are supposed never to go. I overheard-tjieir conversation. Daddy," said Angel, could you—could you please give me something that is good for dreams.}"' You don't mean to say that you are troubled with dreams, child 1" exclaimed- Daddv. No, Daddy," was Angel's answer, but I want to be." Daddy laughed. What do you generally have for supper 1" he inquired. Bread and butter," replied Angel, and a glass of milk." Well, then," said Daddy, I should think a. pork-pic, taken last thing at night, lying down, ought to serve your purpose nicely. Run away, Angel, and don't be a goose. Angel ran away, and went andlfound Bob. I heard him laugh very much and say to her— All right, Angel, 111 get it for you." And sure enough, when Angel went to bed that night she took with her a great big pork- pie (a sixpenny one) that Bob had smuggled in from the pork butcher's in the High-street. I. told her that I didn't think it would be wise of herto cat it all, especially as she had had her own proper supper first. But she would do it, and the consequence was that she didn't get to sleep that night at all. Neither did I, and neither did Daddy, who came upstairs to Angela three times, and swore that he would never prescribe pork-pie for a child of his again, even by way of a joke. Angela spoOed all our dreams that night, and We didn't have any the night after. Bat the nifjht after that we dreamed some rather good things. I dreamt that I was having tea in the drawing-room with William the Conqueror—in the most natural friendly sort of way and Ethel dreamed that a flying machine came down out of the clouds and took her to Cal- cutta, where our (ousins live; and Bob dreamed that he bad got to the North Pole, and was awfully surprised to see Daddy sitting on the top of it, pulling all his teeth out. Roy said he had had a dream, too, but he couldn't remem- ber what it was about. We all sat up a little later than usual that evening, as it was Daddy's birthday and we came down to desert, in honour of the occasion, Roy as well as the rest of us. Two people were dining with Mother and Daddy that night; Miss Reynoldson, from Swallows' Nest, and old Mr MaJvern. Mr Malvern is a rich patient of Daddy's Daddy goes to dinner with him sometimes, and now and then he comes to dinner here. t was while Hoy was in the midst of eating a piece of preserved ginger, with his eyes fixed Upon old Mr Malem. and with Miss Reynold- 80n telling him (for the tenth time since they they were cut off) that she wouldn't have known him without his pretty curls—that sud- denly he remembered his dream. "I know what it was that I dreamed last night," he exclaimed. 15" Roy. darling," observed Mother, Miss Reynoldson is speaking to you. I'm afraid I must tell my dream at once," 8&id Roy, or else I shall forget it. I dreamed that Daddy gave Mr Malvern the wrong sort6f medicine, and he died." Rov paused for a minute. Wasn't it funny that I should dream a thing like that—just the sort of thing that might easily happen ?" Ob, really ? Indeed ?" said Daddy, and all the rest of us gasped. Roy went on calmly | And I dreamed that jast before he died, h "Mr Malvern gaveme fivepounds ten shillings." 4* How very interesting!" said Daddy. "And did you dream, my son, that you went straight ttpstairs to bed without another piece of ?" Roy slowly shook his head. That's going ta come true, aIJ the same," said Daddy. Ethel, will you kindly take him upstairs to Nurse ? And remember, Roy, that will not bring our dreams to dessert in foture." I wanted to have Roy expelled from the Dream Club, but Bob said it would be a pity, when he could dream such exciting things as that. The Dream Club went on until we had half ^filled the exercise book. Its downfall came at last through Ethel. Ethel dreamed more dreams than any of un. She would sometimes Wake me up-twice in one night to tell me what ■he had been dreaming, for fear that she should have forgotten it the next morning. But one day,, when she got up. she seemed "cry quiet and subdued, and after giving Daddy his breakfast kiss. she clung very close about his ncck, and began to whisper' some- thin,g Daddy stemfv put her from him. I will not hear you repeat your dreams, Ethel. I think I have said so before. You children have all gone perfectly silly on the subject." SoEthel said no more. She tried to look dignified while she was eating her porridge. ■But later, when from the schoolroom window Daddy get Into the carriage, and start off upon his rounds, Ethel startled us all by dropping her Latin Grammer, and flying down- stairs and out into the street. t After the carriage she went, shrieking, Daddy Daddy! Julius Cajsar!" in away that must have made everyone fancy her an escaped lunatic. Darting between two horses* beads, she slipped her foot, and fell; and some- body calling Daddy's attention, the carriage ■topped and took her back to the surgery as a patient. Hhe Was not much the worst, save for bruises anl1 shock but she got dreadfully hvstericai explanation that she had dreamed **ddy was going to bo killed—just as Julius «osa,r a wife had dreamed that Julius Caesar a* going to be killed, the night bclorc it really happened and she coa—ccu—couldn't let dear Daddy go to his death without a warning. Very noble of you, Ethel, rm sure," said Da,ddy dryly. But I intend to look carefully after my own life, and I should wish you to do the same by yours. And I am going to treat the whole family to a tonic. People who dream so much certainly cannot be iu a healthy state." He did as he had said, and the tonic was so nasty that it cured us of any desire to go on with the Dream Club.

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