"Of course they do, my dear. Mothers have many a cry over their little girls when they are naughty," said Grandmother Great. "I don't want mother to cry," said Sallie. "Of course you don't, my dear," said Grandmother Great. "So you will not put your finger in anything again, will you?" Before Sallie could promise her Grandmother Great she would be a good little girl she heard some one say, "Sallie, Sallie, come to lunch." Sallie opened her eyes, for she had been asleep, dreaming all this time, and there stood her mother in the doorway. "Mother, do mothers forget how naughty their little girls were when they grow up?" asked Sallie. "I think so," said her mother. "I hope you will be so good before you grow up that I shall forget how naughty you were this morning." "Grandmother Great told me mothers did forget their little girls were naughty ever, after they grew up," said Sallie. "You mean your grandmother told you; not Grandmother Great," said Sallie's mother. "You never saw Grandmother Great, dear." "Well, she told me so just now," said Sallie, "and she said, too, that grandmother put her finger in the wheel of the wringing machine once, and that she cried because grandmother, who was her little girl then, cried, and was hurt." "What is the child talking about?" said Sallie's mother. "She has been asleep and dreamed it," said Sallie's grandmother, taking Sallie in her arms. "I showed her my forefinger where it was hurt when I was a little girl and told her she must look out for her forefinger or she might get it terribly hurt just as I did. "Did you think the picture of Grandmother Great spoke to you?" she asked Sallie, holding her close in her arms. "She did," said Sallie, "and she said mothers always cried when their little girls are naughty. Oh, mother dear, I don't want to make you cry, and I won't put my finger in anything again, truly I won't!" sobbed Sallie. "She isn't half awake yet," said her grandmother as Sallie's mother took her in her arms and kissed her. Sallie kept her promise, even if she did dream about Grandmother Great talking to her, and the right-hand forefinger did not get her into any more trouble. Sallie Hicks often looks at the portraits in the hall of Grandmother and Grandfather Great, but Grandmother Great never has spoken to her since that day. But Sallie Hicks smiles at her and sometimes the eyes seem to smile back, and Sallie wonders if they really do. THE RAIN ELVES [Illustration: The Rain Elves] The Rain Elf children had been shut up in their houses for ever so long, for it had been hot and the Rain Elves do not like very hot weather. Their mothers, the Rain Clouds, awoke one morning and found the sun was not shining, so they told their children they could drop down and play on the Earth awhile.