I am going to tell all the wondering children just what that little star is, and I want them to go to the window this minute, and take a good look at it.

Have you been? And was it "up above the world so high"? Some of you are laughing at me, perhaps, because it is broad daylight, when stars do not show themselves. But do not laugh yet. If the sun is out, you can certainly see a star.

To be sure you cannot take a good look at it, it is so bright; but there it is,—the star that gives us light and heat,—the sun himself. Now, were you ever told before, that the sun is a star, just like the little diamonds you see in the sky before you go to bed?

Why shouldn't it look like a star then? Because it is not "up above the world so high" as all the rest of the stars are. It is near enough to us to keep us warm, and make every thing grow.

But what is more wonderful than that our sun is a star, is, that all the stars are suns. They keep the worlds that are near them warm and bright, just as our sun does this world. They are great globes of fire that never go out.

Some are red fire, some are blue, some yellow, and some white, like ours. How should you like to have it all red, or blue, or green, out doors, instead of white? It would seem a good deal like fireworks to us, I think.

Now look out of the window again, and try to pick out a red star. I know one you can all see before you go to bed, unless you are too sleepy to see any thing. It is nearly overhead about supper-time. If you find it, write a little letter to "The Nursery," and tell me.