" and then had rolled over and promptly
gone to sleep again. In two minutes he was dreaming just as if there
were no such things as duties to be done. For a while they were very
pleasant dreams, very pleasant indeed. But suddenly they changed. A
terrible monster was chasing him. It had great red eyes as big as
saucers, and sparks of fire flew from its mouth. It had great claws as
big as ice tongs, and it roared like a lion. In his dream Farmer Brown's
boy was running with all his might. Then he tripped and fell, and
somehow he couldn't get up again. The terrible monster came nearer and
nearer. Farmer Brown's boy tried to scream and couldn't. He was so
frightened that he had lost his voice. The terrible monster was right
over him now and reached out one of his huge paws with the great claws.
One of them touched him on the cheek, and it burned like fire.
With a yell, a real, genuine yell, Farmer Brown's boy awoke and sprang
out of bed. For a minute he couldn't think where he was. Then with a
sigh of relief he realized that he was safe in his own snug little room
with the first Jolly Little Sunbeam creeping in at the window to wish
him good morning and chide him for being such a lazy fellow.
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