The thoughts I play with when I am alone or in bed, and I make up and do what I like with them.

Every Sunday I put my room in order, and talk with the little spirit that lives there, and tell him what to do.

He is very bad sometimes, and won't mind me, and I have to scold him, and take him to Grandpa.

He always makes him behave, and be sorry for his faults, because Grandpa likes this play, and gives me nice things to put in the drawers, and tells me how to shut up the naughties.

Hadn't you better try that way?
It's a very good one;" and Demi looked so earnest and full of faith, that Dan did not laugh at his quaint fancy, but said, soberly, "I don't think there is a lock strong enough to keep my badness shut up.
Any way my room is in such a clutter I don't know how to clear it up." "You keep your drawers in the cabinet all spandy nice; why can't you do the others ?" "I ain't used to it.