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Each hath a tiny car that is snug and warm, and when the train starteth each car swingeth soothingly this way and that way, this way and that way, through all the journey of the night. EACH HATH A TINY CAR THAT IS SNUG AND WARM AND WHEN THE TRAIN STARTETH EACH CAR SWINGETH SOOTHINGLY THIS WAY AND THAT WAY THIS WAY AND THAT WAY THROUGH ALL THE JOURNEY OF THE NIGHT
 clingeth to your knee and sanctifieth your hearth-stone. When of an evening all the joy of day was done, would our little Mistress Merciless fall aweary; and then her eyelids would grow exceeding heavy and her little tired hands were fain to fold. At such a time it was my wont to beguile her weariness with little tales of faery, or with the gentle play that sleepy children like. Much was her fancy taken with what I told her of the train that every night whirleth away to Shut-Eye Town, bearing unto that beauteous country sleepy little girls and boys. Nor would she be content until I told her thereof,--yes, every night whilst I robed her in her cap and gown would she demand of me that tale of Shut-Eye Town, and the wonderful train that was to bear her thither. Then would I say in this wise: At Bedtime-ville there is a train of cars that waiteth for you, my sweet,--for you and for other little ones that would go to quiet, slumbrous Shut-Eye Town. But make no haste; there is room for all. A LITTLE MASTER'S SWEETHEART CLINGETH TO YOUR KNEE AND SANCTIFIETH YOUR HEARTHSTONE WHEN OF AN EVENING ALL THE JOY OF DAY WAS DONE WOULD OUR LITTLE MISTRESS MERCILESS FALL A WEARY AND THEN HER EYELIDS WOULD GROW EXCEEDING HEAVY AND HER LITTLE TIRED HANDS WERE FAIN TO FOLD AT SUCH A TIME IT WAS MY WONT TO BEGUILE HER WEARINESS WITH LITTLE TALES OF FAIRY OR WITH A GENTLE PLAY THAT SLEEPY CHILDREN LIKE MUCH WAS HER FANCY TAKEN WITH WHAT I TOLD HER OF THE TRAIN THAT EVERY NIGHT WHIRLETH AWAY TO SHUT II TOWN BEARING UNTO THAT BEAUTEOUS COUNTRY SLEEPY LITTLE GIRLS AND BOYS NOR WOULD SHE BE CONTENT UNTIL I TOLD HER THEREOF YES EVERY NIGHT WHILST I ROBED HER IN HER CAP AND GOWN WOULD SHE DEMAND OF ME THAT TALE OF SHUT II TOWN AND THE WONDERFUL TRAIN THAT WAS TO BEAR HER THITHER THEN WOULD I SAY IN THIS WISE AT BEDTIMEVILLE THERE IS A TRAIN OF CARS THAT WAITETH FOR YOU MY SWEET FOR YOU AND FOR OTHER LITTLE ONES THAT WOULD GO TO QUIET SLUMBROUS SHUT I TOWN BUT MAKE NO HASTE THERE IS ROOM FOR ALL
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