Nonsense is a very good thing, ain't it, mother ?--a little of it now and then; more of it for baby, and not so much for grown people like cabmen and their mothers?
It's like the pepper and salt that goes in the soup--that's it--isn't it, mother?
There's baby fast asleep! Oh, what a nonsense baby it is--to sleep so much! Shall I put him down, mother ?" Diamond chattered away.

What rose in his happy little heart ran out of his mouth, and did his father and mother good.

When he went to bed, which he did early, being more tired, as you may suppose, than usual, he was still thinking what the nonsense could be like which the angels sang when they were too happy to sing sense.

But before coming to any conclusion he fell fast asleep.

And no wonder, for it must be acknowledged a difficult question.
That night he had a very curious dream which I think my readers would like to have told them.