Once  the  bright  Angel  whose  duty  it  is  to  watch  over  the  happiness  of
man,  even  the  Guardian  Angel  of  the  World,  drew  near  the  Uirone  of
the  Heavenly  Father,  and  prayed:  'Give  nne,  oh  Father!  a  way  by
which  I  may  teach  man  how  to  avoid  a  part  at  least  of  the  many  sins
and  temptations  which  the  Fall  hath  entailed  upon  him  !  For  man  is
not  always  bad  ;  at  times  he  feels  my  better  influence ;  at  times  his  heart
is  ready  to  receive  the  good  which  a  light  external  aid  might  fix  upon  him !

Then  the  Father  spoke  to  the  Angel  and  said,  *  Give  him  the  Dream.'

The  sweet  Guardian  flew  over  the  world  with  his  sister  the  Dream.
Far  and  wide  they  spread  the  gentle  influence,  and  the  hearts  of  life-
weary  mortals  were  rejoiced.  But  the  soft  breathings  of  the  Dream
Angel  fell  not  alike  on  all.  To  the  good  and  gentle  who  had  sunk  to  rest
amid  the  blessings  of  their  loved  ones,  and  whose  slumber  was  deepened
by  the  toil  of  the  good  deeds  which  they  had  done,  there  came  soft  and
silent  glimpses  of  the  far  land  of  light.  Forgetting  the  narrow  prison
of  the  world,  their  souls  rose  up  and  spread  broad  and  wide  over  the
land  of  vision,  and  gazed  with  eagle  eyes  upon  its  golden  glories.  But
as  the  night  waned,  their  dream  grew  dim,  and  the  outer  influences  of
the  soul  gently  closed  about  them  and  drew  them  back  to  the  world  and
the  body,  even  as  the  corolla  of  the  night-flower  closes  about  it,  and  shuts
from  its  gaze  its  best-loved  starry  heaven.
