I d'eamed awtul d'eams; so I kep' awake, and wouldn't go to sleep." And into bed climbed the little one, laying her head, with its tangled floss, right across Dotty's face.
"Dear me!" sighed Dotty, rubbing the floss out of her eyes.

"Such hair! I should think _you_ wore a wig! I'm sleepy; can't you let me be ?" "You mus' wake up, Dottee! _I_ love to wake up; I can do it velly easy." Dotty, losing her patience, moved forward, pushing Katie towards the edge of the bed.
"O, ho! what a little bedstick! I'll yole out!" "I wish you would, Flyaway Clifford!" No sooner said than done.

Off rolled Flyaway, but alighted on her feet.
"O, my shole," cried she, scrambling in again; "I fell down backboards.
O, ho!" Such good nature was not to be resisted.

Sleepy Dotty waked up and smiled in spite of herself; and next minute her persecutor was skipping down stairs.
"Glad she's gone.

Now I'll put on my pretty morning dress; Aunt 'Ria hung it up in the closet.