II.
| harbor | magic | curious | spun |
| crumbs | delight | slumber | cubs |
The little brook heard the boy's words as it went flowing by. On its way to the great river it ran through a forest where fairyland was hidden. There it told the fairies of the happy boy and of his wishes.
By and by the sun went down and playtime ended. Night came, and the Shut-eye train carried the boy far away to the Land of Slumber.
There a wise fairy met the happy boy. "Come with me," she said, "and I will let you look through Magic Windows into a land of wonders."
Through the Magic Windows the boy looked with delight. All the things that he had ever wished to see were before him. There were the hiding places of the wild birds. There were the animals that live in the fields and in the woods.
He could look into the birds' nests that hung on the tallest trees. He could peep into the holes where the squirrels kept their little ones.
He could see the mole digging long halls under ground. He could watch the spider as it spun the silk for its curious house.
Rabbits were hiding their young in the long grass, and little foxes were playing by their rocky dens.
He could even see the bear's cubs curled up like balls in the hollow trunks of trees.