o be lost in a wood
like that, and still worse for one little boy all alone. Baby was very
glad that when little boys had to go through woods _now_ it was in nice
railway carriages with mothers and aunties and everybodies with them.
But even in this way the wood made him feel a _very_ little frightened;
just then it got so much darker. He looked up to see if they were all
still reading or asleep; he _almost_ thought he would ask Lisa to take
him on her knee a little, when, all of a sudden, the "railway," as he
called it, screamed out something very sharp and loud, the rattle and
the noise got "bummier" and yet sharper; Baby could see no trees, no
fields, "no nothing." What could it be? It was worse than the wood.

"Oh, Lisa," cried poor Herr Baby, "the railway horses must have runned
the wrong way. We's going down into the cellars of the world."

Lisa caught him up in her arms and comforted him as well as she could.
It was only a tunnel, she told him, and she explained to him what a
tunnel was, just a sort of passage through a hill, and that there was
nothing to be frightened at. And she persuaded him to look up and see
what a nice little lamp there was at the top of the carriage, on purpose
to light them up while they were in the dark. Baby was quite pleased
when he saw the little lamp.

"Who put it 'zere?" he said. "Were it God?"

He was rather disappointed when Lisa told him that it was the railway
men who put it up, but then he thought again that it was very kind of
the railway men, and that it must have been God who taught them to be
so kind, which Lisa quite agreed in. But even though the little lamp
was very nice, Baby was very pleased to get out of the tunnel, and out
of the rumbly, rattly noise, into the open daylight again, with the
beautiful sun shining down at them out of the sky. For the day was
growing brighter as it went on, and the air was a little frosty, which
made everything look clear and fresh.

"Nice sun," said Baby, glancing up at his old friend in the sky, "that's
the bestest lamp of all, isn't it? and it _were_ God put it up there."

After that he must, I think, have taken a little nap in Lisa's arms
almost without knowing it, for he didn't seem to hear anything more or
to think where he was or anything, till all of a sudden he heard
mother's voice speaking.

"Won't Baby have a sandwich, Lisa? And Denny, why, have you been asleep
too, Denny?"

And sitting up on Lisa's knee, all rosy and