CHAPTER XI.
A MINIATURE CREATION.
In my heaven-uplifted dream, I thought I saw a circular spacious garden in which all the lovely landscapes of a superior world appeared to form themselves by swift degrees.

The longer I looked at it, the more beautiful it became, and a little star shone above it like a sun.

Trees and flowers sprang up under my gaze, and all stretched themselves towards me, as though for protection.

Birds flew about and sang; some of them tried to get as near as possible to the little sun they saw; and other living creatures began to move about in the shadows of the groves, and on the fresh green grass.

All the wonderful workings of Nature, as known to us in the world, took place over again in this garden, which seemed somehow to belong to me; and I watched everything with a certain satisfaction and delight.