How it happened little Evie could not quite make out, but one minute she was lying in bed with her eyes wide open, and the next, she thought she was high up in the sky, sitting in the moon, with brother Robbie by her side.

“Pleased to see you, my little dears,” said the Lady Moon, “but how did you manage to get up so high?”

“I don’t know,” replied Evie. “I expect we climbed up on a moonbeam.”

“Well, now that you are here, I hope you will enjoy yourselves,” said the Lady Moon, next.

“We mean to,” answered Evie, and so said Robbie. He always agreed with his sister.

“Would you like to know our names, Lady Moon?” Evie put the question with the sweetest little smile.

“No,” said the Moon, “it doesn’t matter in the least to me what your names are. I shall call you Moon Babies.”

The sky now began to grow darker, and presently a bright, silvery star peeped out and shone right over the little ones’ heads. It was just after this that the moon babies grew sleepy.

“Those chicks will soon be in Dreamland,” said the Moon to the Star.

“No, we shan’t,” said Evie; “we are only making believe.”

But the Lady Moon knew better.

The next voice that little Evie heard in her ears was not that of either the Moon or the Star. It was Nursie’s good-morning as she drew up the blind to let in the sunshine.