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 Front Cover
 Front Matter
 Half Title
 Frontispiece
 Title Page
 Table of Contents
 Angelina Seraphine is introduc...
 Angelina takes a journey, and gets...
 Angelina goes to Sunday school,...
 Angelina has too much Fourth of...
 Angelina is taken for a horse-...
 About several dolls
 Angelina and the cat - about a...
 Angelina Seraphine starts for the...
 Angelina goes to the sea-shore
 The last of Angelina
 Back Matter
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Title: My own dolly
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Title: My own dolly
Physical Description: 64 p. : ill. ; 20cm.
Language: English
Creator: Blanchard, Amy Ella, 1856-1926 ( Author, Primary )
Waugh, Ida, d. 1919
E.P. Dutton (Firm) ( Publisher )
Griffith and Farran ( Publisher )
Ballantyne, Hanson and Co ( Publisher )
Publisher: Griffith and Farran
E. P. Dutton and Co.
Place of Publication: London
New York
Manufacturer: Ballantyne, Hanson and Co.
Publication Date: 1883
 Subjects
Subject: Dolls -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Play -- Juvenile fiction   ( lcsh )
Bldn -- 1883
Genre: fiction   ( marcgt )
 Notes
Statement of Responsibility: by Amy E. Blanchard ; with original illustrations in colour by Ida Waugh.
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Volume ID: VID00001
Source Institution: University of Florida
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Resource Identifier: aleph - 002218875
notis - ALF9054
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Front Cover 1
        Front Cover 2
    Front Matter
        Front Matter
    Half Title
        Page i
        Page ii
    Frontispiece
        Page iii
    Title Page
        Page iv
    Table of Contents
        Page v
        Page vi
    Angelina Seraphine is introduced
        Page 1
        Page 2
        Page 3
        Page 3a
        Page 4
        Page 5
        Unnumbered ( 16 )
        Page 6
        Page 7
    Angelina takes a journey, and gets married
        Page 8
        Page 8a
        Page 9
        Page 10
        Page 11
        Page 12
        Page 12a
        Page 13
    Angelina goes to Sunday school, and to a picnic
        Page 14
        Page 15
        Page 16
        Page 17
        Page 18
        Page 19
    Angelina has too much Fourth of July, and Nannie tells a thrilling tale
        Page 20
        Page 21
        Page 22
        Page 22a
        Page 23
        Page 24
        Page 25
        Page 26
        Page 26a
        Page 27
    Angelina is taken for a horse-thief
        Page 28
        Page 29
        Page 30
        Page 31
        Page 31a
        Page 32
        Page 33
        Page 34
    About several dolls
        Page 35
        Page 35a
        Page 36
        Page 37
        Page 38
        Page 38a
        Page 39
        Page 40
        Page 41
        Page 42
        Page 43
    Angelina and the cat - about a fair
        Page 44
        Page 45
        Page 46
        Page 47
        Page 48
        Page 48a
        Page 49
        Page 50
    Angelina Seraphine starts for the moon, but stops on the way
        Page 51
        Page 52
        Page 53
        Page 53a
        Page 54
        Page 55
        Page 56
        Page 57
    Angelina goes to the sea-shore
        Page 58
        Page 58a
        Page 59
        Page 60
        Page 61
        Page 61a
    The last of Angelina
        Page 62
        Page 63
        Page 64
    Back Matter
        Back Matter
    Back Cover
        Back Cover 1
        Back Cover 2
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CHAPTER I.
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ANGELINA SERAPHINE IS INTRODUCED . ... 1


CHAPTER II.
ANGELINA TAKES A JOURNEY, AND GETS MARRIED . 8


CHAPTER III.
ANGELINA GOES TO SUNDAY-SCHOOL, AND TO A PIC-NIC . 14


CHAPTER IV.

ANGELICA HAS TOO MUCH FOURTH OF JULY, AND NANNIE TELLS A
THRILLING TALE ... .. . ... .20


CHAPTER V.
ANGELINA IS TAKEN FOR A HORSE-THIEF . . .28


CHAPTER VI.
ABOUT SEVERAL DOLLS. . ..... . 35











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CHAPTER VII.
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ANGELINA AND THE CAT-ABOUT A FAIR . 44


CHAPTER VIII.

ANGELINA SERAPHINE STARTS FOR THE MOON, BUT STOPS ON THE

WAY ........ ............. 51


CHAPTER IX.

ANGELINA GOES TO THE SEA-SHORE . .. 58


CHAPTER X.

THE LAST OF ANGELINA . .. 62


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CHAPTER I.


ANGELINA SERAPHINE IS INTRODUCED.

"LOVE her of course I do. Isn't she my own child,
my Angelina Seraphine ? What do you think papa gave
her to me for ? I will tell you.
"One day I had to have a tooth out. I don't know
why it wouldn't stay in, but it wouldn't; it just waggled
and waggled, until mamma said I must have it out, and
she tied a string to it, and I was afraid and ran away,
and couldn't eat any dinner, 'cause I had a string in my
mouth, and then I cried, and was so hungry and didn't
know how I was ever going to get anything to eat any
more.
Then papa said, 'Nannie, if you will go to the den-
tist with me, and have your tooth out, you shall have
just whatever dolly you want to buy.'
Then I went, and it didn't hurt a bit, and I didn't
cry, and papa bought me Angelina Seraphine, and she's
got real hair, and beautiful blue eyes, and she can hold
things I put in her hand.
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Shall I tell you some more about her ? Everything ?
Well!
"She didn't have any dress when I first got her, only
a night-gown, so I had to put her right to bed; but it
wasn't a very nice bed, it was only but just a little stool
turned upside down, and the sheets were an old towel
cut in two.
"She's got a nice bed now; Uncle Hugh made it on
his scroll saw, and I hemmed the sheets my own self.
Then mamma made her a perfickly 'squisite dress,
all pink, and Baby May and I took her to walk every
day; and one day we saw a poor little girl without any
buttons on her shoes, and she didn't have any dolly at
all. Wasn't that too bad ?
"So mamma told me I could give her one of my old
dolls, and its name was Polly Snooks; so I gave it to her,
and she was so glad she didn't know what to do.
"But Baby May wanted to give all her dolls away
too, and I wouldn't let her, and then she said, 'I will
kwy,' so mamma had to let her give one; then the little
girl without any buttons on her shoes had two dollies.
One day Margery Lee came over to see me. Don't
you know where she lives ? Why, right across the street,
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"Margery and I put mud balls all along on top of
the fence one day, and her mamma didn't like it. I think
they looked really nice up there.
"Margery brought her doll over; her aunt sent it to
her, and it had a trunk, and a slate and books, and pocket-
hankchuffs and a muff; but it isn't as pretty as my doll,
its name is Ada; but it's only china, and mine is a real
French doll.
Baby May doesn't do anything to her dolls but whip
'em, and then make 'em cry; but she's so little, that's for
why.
She takes 'em all to bed with her every night, even
little Jap. She nearly always tumbles down with 'em
too; I don't, I'm too big.
"Margery said I wasn't a nice mother, 'cause I had
never given my daughter a bath. I was so 'shamed,
I went and got some water at once, and washed her
well.
Then, what do you think she wouldn't get dry, and
her head almost came off; but manima mended her, and
put her up on the mantelpiece to dry.
"Wasn't it dreadful? I couldn't play with her for a
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wasn't a washy doll; so I never did, for Angelina Sera-
phine told me herself she didn't like it.
Maybe you think she can't talk; but I make her. I
think she does talk; but she has such a little voice I can't
hear her, that's all.
"I haven't told you about her house, have IT It's in
the nursery, and it's a big packing-box. Uncle Hugh cut
windows in it, and put glass in; then he made a mantel-
piece and a grate.
"Mamma made lace curtains for the windows, and put
a carpet down on the floor. -There is real coal in the grate,
that looks as if it could burn; but it isn't burning, it
is only little pieces of the paper that comes under shirt
buttons, cut up, and it shines so, it looks like fire.
"Then there is a sofa, and a table with books on it; the
books are made out of little pieces of wood covered with
velvet and gold paper, so as to look like books.
"There aren't very many chairs; but Angelina can sit
on the sofa when she has company.
"She has a lovely bedroom, .with red curtains and a
real bowl and pitcher. Fred threw the pitcher at my
head once, and broke the handle off; but it doesn't
make any difference, 'cause Angelina never has to wash
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"I've got a lovely tea-set that shines like silver, and 1
have dinner dishes too, but they are china.
"Sometimes mamma lets me have real things to put
on them, and Mary gives me a piece of dough to make
biscuits for Angelina Seraphine. I bake them on top of
the stove; but they never look very nice.
Mary says, when I show them to her, 'I'm glad I'm
not Angelina Seraphine.'
"I don't know what she says it for, 'cause they're
made out of the same dough our biscuits are.
"I took Angelina down in the kitchen one day, and
she fell into the dish-pan full of water. The water was
greasy and very dirty. I don't know what made her fall
in. I stood her up to look, while I was sailing chips, and
she went right over. I thought she was drowned. Her
hair has never been so pretty since it got so greasy.
"Something dreadful happened to her once. I was
going down street with mamma, and 'she was in such a
hurry I didn't have time to dress Angelina Seraphine.
"I just knew she would cry if I left her alone; so I
took her in the nursery and put her in the cage with the
mocking bird. I had to squeeze her through the door,
and the bird was, oh! so frightened; but I knew he would
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"When I got home, I went to get her, and the mean
old bird had'been just as bad to her as could be, and had
pecked half her hair off. I never let her go to see him
again, she is too dear and lovely.
"Baby May has a rubber doll, but it is a very wicked
doll; it is so greedy, and it steals. My brother Fred cut
its mouth so it could eat, and now it eats up everything
from the other dolls.
"Fred says he saw her, and I know she does, for one
day I had some peppermints I was going to let Angelina
Seraphine hand round, and when I came to get them,
they were gone. Fred said the rubber doll had taken
them, and said, 'Smell her breff,' and sure enough, her
mouth was all peppermint.
"Sometimes Angelina Seraphine is a queen; but she
makes me do such a lot of things and is so cross, I don't
like her to be very much.
"Once she made me put out Baby May's Jap's eyes,
'cause his squeak was broken; and another time she made
me hang up Marie Antoinette, one of my old dolls, by the
hair.
"Sometimes she is very good, when she is a queen,
and says, 'You may kiss my hand, my lovely child.'
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"When I got home, I went to get her, and the mean
old bird had been just as bad to her as could be, and had
pecked half her hair off. I never let her go to see him
again, she is too dear and lovely.
"Baby May has a rubber doll, but it is a very wicked
doll; it is so greedy, and it steals. My brother Fred cut
its mouth so it could eat, and now it eats up everything
from the other dolls.
"Fred says he saw her, and I know she does, for one
day I had some peppermints I was going to let Angelina
Seraphine hand round, and when I came to get them,
they were gone. Fred said the rubber doll had taken
them, and said, 'Smell her breff,' and sure enough, her
mouth was all pepperminty.
"Sometimes Angelina Seraphine is a queen; but she
makes me do such a lot of things and is so cross, I don't
like her to be very much.
"Once she made me put out Baby May's Jap's eyes,
cause his squeak was broken; and another time she made
me hang up Marie Antoinette, one of my old dolls, by the
hair.
"Sometimes she is very good, when she is a queen,
and says, 'You may kiss my hand, my lovely child.'
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she is just as good. If she had more hair I would like it
better.
"I tried to paste some on one day, that I cut off of
Snip; but it wouldn't stay, it was so short. Then I cut
some of Baby May's; but mamma came in before I was
done, and said I was a naughty girl to spoil poor little
sister's hair.-
After that I didn't try any more to improve"Angelina
Seraphine, and I love her just as much as if she had more
hair; and she looks very well with her hat on.















CHAPTER II.

ANGELINA TAKES A JOURNEY, AND GETS MARRIED.

I NEARLY lost her once. We all went to the country
last summer, and of course I was going to take her with
me; but I got so sleepy before we got there, that she
slipped out of my lap on the floor.
"When papa carried me out, I was too sleepy to think
of her, and she was taken 'way off somewhere.
"I didn't believe I would ever see her again; but they
sent her back-on the telegraph wire, papa said-and she
wasn't hurt a bit; but I don't believe she slept much, on
the hard floor all night.
"I dress and undress her every day; she has lots of
clothes. I'll tell you what she has:
"Two party dresses, one white and one blue; and a
pink dress with a long train, to go visiting in; and a
yellow dress to put on in the morning; and a plaid dress
made out of a piece of mine. Then she has a weeny little
bit of a hat, and a bonnet, and a big hat.
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Angelina Seraphine went. She wore her blue silk trimmed
with white lace, and she had a feather in her hair.
"I got the feather out of a little hole in the pillow.
It's sewed up now, 'cause mamma said I pulled out too
many feathers; but I couldn't keep 'em, they would blow
away.
"Margery's doll fell off her chair at the party, and
broke her neck. Margery cried so, she couldn't eat any
more party, so I had to eat up all the orange and candy
myself.
"But the doll is well now. Margery's mamma cured
her with some white stuff. She always has to wear a
necklace though, of little glass beads. Margery pretends
they are diamonds.
"We made believe she was ill for a long time, and
mamma used to let me take Angelina Seraphine over to
see her every day.
Angelina was very good. She used to take her lumps
of sugar in a china basket; but once a waggon was
coming, and I ran too fast across the street, so Angelina
let the basket fall, and it broke all to pieces, and Snip
came out and barked at us, and gobbled up all the
lumps of sugar.
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Angelina all the time, then we make paper dolls, big ones
and little ones.
"We made one as big as Baby May once, and Fred
said it was Chang, the Chinese giant. Then we made
one so little that it had to be wrapped up in a piece of
paper and put. in Angelina Seraphine's bureau drawer, so
it wouldn't get lost.
"Angelina doesn't like me to play with paper dolls
much, because I forget about her sometimes, and she has
to sit up all night with her clothes on. She doesn't like
that, I know, for she always looks so starey the next
morning.
One night I put her to bed and left the bed on the
floor, instead of putting it in her house, and the next day,
when I went into the nursery, there-was the cat asleep in
the bed.
"Angelina must have been rather warm, I think; but
she didn't say anything. She doesn't ever talk much un-
less I make her. I wish she would, so I could hear her.
"I know the flowers talk, they shake their heads so;
and when you go out in the woods you can hear some-
thing, whispering.-whispering all around.
"I left Angelina in the woods all night once. I think
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me when I went back for her; she was sitting on the moss
where I left her.
"I think the birds, and flowers, and dolls all talk, and
know what they say to each other. I dreamed about it
one night, and sometimes I think I didn't dream it; but
maybe Angelina told me all about it, so. I would let her
go out to the woods again, and see the birds and flowers,
and talk to them.
"Angelina Seraphine says the birds told her how they
build their nests, and where they get the little insects and
worms to eat. I wish they wouldn't eat little insects and
worms. Then the flowers told how the fairies paint them
and open their eyes for them.
I wish I could be a doll, so I could have everything
talk to me, instead of somebody else telling what they
say. Margery Lee doesn't believe anything talks but
people ; and she doesn't believe there is any Santa Claus.
I wouldn't want to be a little girl at all if there were
no Santa Claus.
"I hung up Angelina's stocking last Christmas, but
Santa Claus forgot to put anything in it, 'cause it was so
little; so I had to put some of my candy in, for I didn't
want her to feel hurt, you know; besides, the only Christ-
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"I had my doll carriage; but then all the dolls ride in
that, so Angelina didn't have it any more than the rest of
the dolls.
"They all had a nice dinner, though, and sat under the
Christmas tree all day.
"Angelina was married last Christmas to Nina Beach's
boy doll. I never had such a time-it was perfick.
"Mamma made her a wedding veil out of 'lusion, and
Kitty Carter had a preacher doll, and we had real wed-
ding cake from the baker's.
"Angelina Seraphine wouldn't kiss her husband, so
the next week he married Margery's Ada; and we had
another wedding, so Angelina Seraphine could be brides-
maid, for she was the only one that had a white dress.
"She hasn't got that dress now. I tied her on the
cat's back to take a horseback ride,- and her horse ran
away with her. It was a black horse, and it ran so fast
I couldn't catch it. It ran round and round the house,
down into the cellar. I cried so; I thought Angelina
Seraphine would be killed. After a while the cat came
out; but Angelina was gone. I made Mary the cook go
down into the cellar with me. We looked and looked,
and couldn't find Angelina Seraphine. It was getting
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the cellar all night with the rats, like Daniel in the lions'
den.
After a while Mary said, 'Here she is,' and pulled
her out of the corner of the coal-bin. Her dress was
dess filfy. But I didn't care; I hugged her, and hugged
her, and danced on all my toes, I was so glad to see her
again.
"I didn't let her go- horseback any more after that;
but she often goes out in the carriage.


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CHAPTER III.


ANGELINA GOES TO SUNDAY SCHOOL, AND TO A PIC-NIC.

"MAMMA said to me yesterday, 'Nannie, if you want
a new dress for Angelina, here is a piece of dotted
Swiss.'
"You ought to see my box of pieces! It is the box
mamma's bonnet came in, and it is almost half full; but
some of the pieces are too little to do much with.
"Now I have a lovely little piece of blue velvet. It is
too big for a bonnet, and not big enough for anything
else, so I just keep it, 'cause I don't want to cut it up.
"Did you ever sit in church and look at the ladies'
bonnets, and wish you had 'em for your dolls ?
There is a lady that sits in front of us, and she wears
a lovely red bonnet with feathers on it and lace. It would
make such a perfick dress for Angelina Seraphine.
"Mamma says I mustn't think about the people's
clothes, I must listen to the minister; but I don't know
what he means by covenants and such things.
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things on the chandelier, or the squares in the window.
If I don't do that, I am sure to go to sleep.
Fred and I play church sometimes, and Angelina sings
in the choir. We let Baby May pass round the plate,
and we all put paper money and buttons in it for the
heathen.
"You ought to hear Angelina Seraphine sing! She
has a beautiful voice, and she sings 'Hold the Fort,' and
'Hark! what mean those holy voices' beautifully when
we have church.
"When we sing 'Hold the Fort,' Fred sings so loud
you can't hear Angelina, because she sings so fine, 'way up
high. Fred always wants to sing 'Hold the Fort' when
he is the minister:; but I don't like it as well as he does.
"Once I went to church all by myself,-to Aunt
Martha's church. It was so late when I got there:
the minister was done preaching, and it was such a
funny church. It had pew doors all shut up, so the
pews looked like boxes.
"I didn't know how I was going to get in; but Aunt
Martha sat in the pew right in front of the minister, so I
just climbed up on the seat that hadn't any front to it,
and put one foot over in Aunit Martha's lap, and she lifted
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Cousin Harry laughed so, I had to shake my head
at him. I don't know what he was laughing at, 'cause
there wasn't any other way to get into the pew.
"Mamma won't let me take Angelina to church; but
I took her to Sunday school once, when mamma was ill.
Miss Preston told me it was very wrong; but I don't
know why, for she didn't know the commandments; and I
wanted her to hear about David and Jonathan, and learn
to sing the Easter carols, so she could teach the other
dolls : for she is the eldest child I have, and I want her to
set a good example. Mamma says that is what I must do,
'cause I am the eldest.
"Grown up people are so funny, they don't know
anything about dolls. S'pose some big giant should say
little girls oughtn't to go to church I wonder how our
mammas' would like it;, but I s'pose mammas know best,
they say they do.
That's what I always tell Angelina Seraphine when
she wants to go out in the rain, and has a sore throat.
Once she told me she was a grown lady, and could
go wherever she wanted to. So I put baby clothes on her,
to make her mind what I said. She didn't look very well
in them, and Margery Lee brought Ada over, so I took
them off, and told her she might be a lady again.


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We all went to a pie-nic last summer : all the girls at
school, and Miss Kate.
"Mamma said I might take Angelina if I wanted to, so
I did; but I might just as well have left her at home, for
she didn't have a very good time.
I had to put her under the bushes while I went with
some of the girls to get daisies, and when I came back I
forgot which bush she was under. Then I wanted to go
after blackberries, and thought I might as well leave
her where she was until I came back, and then look
for her.
"Miss Kate said she would help me find her. We got
ever so many blackberries; but the bushes were full of
stickers, and my hands were all scratched.
"Miss Kate found Angelina for me. Then one of the
girls said it would be nice to let her go sailing on the
water, so we took her down to a little brook, and put
her on a board for a boat; but she hadn't gone very far
before the boardhit against a stone and she fell off.
She didn't get very wet, because the water wasn't
deep. We put her in the sun to dry, and took the daisies
out on the board.
We pretended they were going to the North Pole to
get white bears.
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"Then Miss Kate called us to come to dinner. So we
left the daisies. I don't know what became of them,
maybe they went to the North Pole after all.
"That was a real nice pic-nic, only it rained, and we
all had to run under a shed; but we didn't mind that, we
sang all the songs we knew.
"I told Miss Kate Angelina could sing, and she said
she would like to hear her.
"Angelina sang Will you walk into my parlour,' and
Miss Kate said she sang very well, that I ought to be very
proud of her.
"After it stopped raining we were going to play 'I
spy;' but the grass was so wet, that Miss Kate said we
had better go home with her and finish the pic-nic.
We had just as much fun, for Miss Kate played games
with us. One of the girls had to guess who touched her,
and she couldn't, for it was Angelina Seraphine. She said
that wasn't fair; as if Angelina were not a person !
She played in ever so many games that afternoon.
Miss Kate hid her, and it was the longest time before we
could find her. She was on the floor under Miss Kate's
dress all the time, and she kept so still we never could
have guessed, if we hadn't hit against something hard when
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"Then we hid Miss Kate's thimble in Angelina's lap,
and Miss Kate never found it till she took her up to look
under her and it fell out.
"I said I might as well have left her at home; but I
didn't mean after we went to Miss Kate's. I only meant
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CHAPTER IV.


ANGELINA HAS TOO MUCH FOUILTII OF JULY, AND NANNIE
TELLS A THRILLING TALE.

LAST Fourth of July we had fireworks, and Ange-
lina was almost burnt to death. I was so frightened,
and so was she. She didn't mind the torpedoes a bit,
although she told me they sounded very loud to her.
"But the fire-crackers were dreadful, for one of them
popped right on Angelina's dress. She was sitting on the
lower step, and it burned a hole in her dress.
If papa hadn't put out the-blaze she would have been
burned to death; but he caught her up, and put it out
with the rug.
She told me she hoped I would never take her to see
any more fireworks, and I won't.
"There are a great many things she likes, and a great
many she doesn't. She tells me all about them.
She doesn't like green dresses or purple sashes, and
she doesn't like altheas or syringas; she doesn't like rice
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and ice cream, and of blue dresses, and of violets and
roses.
You ought just to see our nursery I It is the love-
liest place to play in; it has a great big closet where I
keep my playthings, oh, ever so big. Angelina's house is
in there, and all her clothes. There is a drawer for my
books, and another'for my toys and games.
"Baby May keeps her toys in a big basket, and Fred
keeps his in a little cupboard in the corner.
Rainy days we play in the nursery all day. Mamma
lets us snip paper, and do just as we like in there.
But Baby May doesn't stay there all the time; she
has to take a nap in mamma's room.
"Baby May does such funny things. She is real
naughty sometimes; but she doesn't mean to be. She
teazes Fred so, lie hasn't any peace playing when she
is about. She runs away with his toys, and upsets his
blocks just as he gets a house built.
"She thinks Angelina is lovely. I let her hold her
sometimes, and she is so pleased. Angelina is very fond
of her; but she doesn't like to be carried by the head.
"Baby May did something really naughty one day : she
went in the library and upset the ink on papa's table.
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appa's nice books. She said she only wanted to write a
letter. She got the ink all over herself; that's how we
found it out.
"I don't believe she'll do it again, for the black stayed
on her hands ever so long. It wouldn't wash off, and
Baby May hates to have any thing on. her hands.
"Angelina likes Saturdays, 'cause I am at home from
school, .iud .-L1 has better time. I tell her stories, and
teach hlr-songs iiLud .rv.'y l in g.
Si'timn: I ri:,ali to her; but I can't read very well,
aand 'li-.h :-, tired and says, Mamma, you had better wait
till ) :'i haIve gone to school a little longer before you read
that to me.'
"-She is a very funny child. I think sometimes she
knows t .. much, and will have the brain-fever.
I read a -.i 'ry to her the other day. I just pretended
to read it, "ii kl;i'W, and she.said it was perfickly ridiki-
Ious.' r'11 tell you hatit was:
Once there was a dog named Squeezer, and ihe had
three eyes.
"Angelina says dogs never have three eyes; but I don't
care. This one had, and he could go up in balloons and
everything.
Well, he wanted to catch a gazelle, so he ran two


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hundred and a thousand miles, till he saw a gazelle roost-
ing up in a tree. I don't know whether gazelles roost in
trees or not, maybe they do; anyhow, this one did.
"So Squeezer threw some crumbs on the ground, to
make the gazelle come down, and it wouldn't come.
Then he took a jew's-harp out of his pocket, and told
the gazelle to come down and dance; but the gazelle said,
'No; I will stay up here and sing.'
"So it stayed up there in the tree and sang, 'Little.
Sally Waters,' while Squeezer played on the jew's-harp.
Then Squeezer didn't know what to do, he wanted
the gazelle so bad. So he made a kite, and fastened a cat
on the end of the kite's tail. Then he lay down under
the tree, and shut two of his eyes, like the little girl in
the fairy story, and he flied his kite 'way up to the moon;
and all the stars thought it was a comic, like the one we
saw out our back door.
"Then Squeezer pulled the kite down. The gazelle
thought he was asleep all the time; so he looked up at the
sky, and saw a cat dangling right over its head, with all.
its claws out and its back up.
"So it ran down the tree, and Squeezer caught it, and
tied a piece of grass around its leg, and made it a house
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"I don't know what became of the cat. I expect it
went up and lived in the moon.
Is that a ridikilous story ? Mamma said so, so did
Angelina.
"Fred and I tell each other stories all the evening
sometimes, and Fred said that was a very nice story.
"Angelina likes my stories better than Fred's, 'cause
he always likes to tell about bears eating people up,
and robbers cutting off people's heads, and it frightens
her.
She is very easily frightened. She thinks the cat is
a tiger, and Snip is a lion, and she thinks mice are ante-
lopes, 'cause they run so fast.
"One day we played circus. We put all the nursery
chairs in a row, and pretended they were cages. We put
both the cats under one: but we had to tie 'em, for they
wouldn't stay there unless we did.
We put Snip under another chair, and a dead mouse
under another.
Fred put a gray coat over himself, so he could be the
baby elephant; but he was so big he bad to get under the
table.
"Then we had two of the dolls for General Tom Thumb
and his wife. And Angelina Seraphine was a midget; she


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says midgets are only dolls anyhow that can walk, and
talk loud enough for us to hear them.
"We did wish so for papa, so he could be Chalng; but
he wasn't at home, so we made a Chang out of a pillow.
"We had a real nice time. I was jumping through a
hoop, and Baby May was riding Fred's rocking-horse,
when the cats smelt the mouse, and got out.
Fred cried, 'The animals are loose !'
That frightened Angelina so that she fainted. I had
to throw water in her face. Snip thought I was throwing
it on him, so he barked and barked.
"Angelina thought it was a lion roaring. It made her
sick for a long time. But it was splendid.
"We are going to have circus again, as soon as we can
get a dead mouse.
Margery Lee has a squirrel, and where do you think
it lives ? In an old pocket that hangs up in a tree in the
yard.
"It is so tame, that it brings nuts and hides them in
Margery's hair. Her papa brings nuts home to it, and it
knows just which of his pockets to look in for them.
"I thought maybe Angelina Seraphine would like to
be a squirrel, and live up in a tree, so I put her up in one
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"But she didn't like it; for when I w o.nri t. get her, she
had fallen over on her face. I believe she had l,:iio cry-
ing. I felt so sorry. But I thought maybe she' would
like it when I put her there.
"Angelina says she doesn't like to go to school, so I
don't make her, for I know just how hard it is myself.
"Margery Lee says her Ada has to go, 'cause she has
books and a slate. So she makes all her dolls stand up
against a board and spell.
"Sometimes they don't know their lessons. Then she
keeps them in, or stands them up in a corner.. I-am glad
I don't have to''keep mine in.
"I was kept in once, and it wasn't nice a bit; but Mar-
gery says she doesn't care.
"I believe she does, though, for I was taking Baby
.May and her rag doll to walk yesterday, just as Margery
was coming home, and she had been crying, I know.
"Fred and I dug a big deep hole in the backyard.
One day it went 'way down in the ground.
"First we were going to make a well; but the water
wouldn't stay in it, so we said we would dig'-for'-gold. .
We didn't find any, though.
"So Fred said it would do for a cave, and Angelina
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"When it got dark we put a tin plate over the hole, and
left Angelina Seraphine there.
"But what do you suppose happened ? Mary went
out to take in the clothes; she stepped on the plate, and
down she went.
She was so mad. I told her she ought to think about
poor Augelina and not about herself, for she wasn't hurt,
and Angelina was, with her feet all mashed down.
The hole was bigger at the bottom than at the top.
We scooped it out that way, or else she might have had
her head stepped on, and that would have been the last
of her.
"Well, she got over it; but I had to put plasters on
her feet. It is a wonder they were not broken off; but
they were only cracked a little, and she can walk as well
as ever now.
She told me it was dreadful down there, so dark and
cold. She was afraid of moles.
I would never have put her there, if Fred hadn't said
so. He said it would be fun for her, and we could wrap
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ANGELINA IS TAKEN FOR A HORSE-THIEF.

FRED almost broke my heart one day. I don't believe
he knew how badly he made me feel.
"He didn't want me to ride on his rocking-horse. I
wanted to, and I did. Then Fred said, 'All right, Miss,
I'll pay you back :' but I didn't think he was going to do
anything very dreadful.
"I was having a really good time, pretending I was
chasing a buffalo. I had a long rope that I threw over a
chair: the chair was the buffalo.
There is a picture of a man chasing a buffalo in Nina
Beach's geography.
"Well, mamma came in and said, 'Here is a shawl for
Angelina Seraphine.' It was a lovely little three-cornered
piece of red flannel.
Of course I wanted to see how Angelina Seraphine
was going to look in it, so I went right off to get her, and
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reading the newspaper. I looked everywhere for her,
and couldn't find her.
Oh, dear It almost makes me cry to think of it.
"I asked everybody about her, and they all said, 'No,
they hadn't seen her,' except Fred, and he only laughed
and said, 'Maybe the robbers have taken her off to the
woods.'
"I cried and cried, till mamma said she would help me
look for her. Then I knew I would get her again, 'cause
mamma can find anything.
Well, we looked and looked. Fred pretended to
help us, and kept saying, 'Maybe she is in the coal-bin,'
or 'Maybe she is in the parlour on the sofa,' or 'Maybe
Mary has made a chicken-pie out of her for dinner,' till
mamma said she believed he knew where she was.
"He wouldn't tell for ever so long, till mamma said he
must. Then he said he would show me where she was.
"So he took me down in the garden where the peach-
trees are, and told me they always hung horse-thieves; and,
as I had taken his horse, somebody had to be hung. If
they couldn't hang me, they must hang Angelina Seraphine.
"Then he told me to look up. And there on a limb,
right over our heads, hung Angelina Seraphine.
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down till Fred cut the string with his knife. Then I ran
in the house to mamma, to see if she could make her
alive again ; but mamma.said she wasn't dead at all. If
I put her feet in mustard water, and put a plaster on the
back of her neck, and gave her some senna tea, she
would be as well as ever.
"But she wouldn't let Fred have his horse to play
with for a whole week; and told him if he ever hurt any
of my dolls again, she would take his rocking-horse away
from him, because he was so selfish.
She told me I must play with my own dolls and
toys, when Fred wanted to play with his. But that
was all she said, for she knew how badly I felt about
Angelina Seraphine.
"I go over to see Margery Lee every Saturday, or she
comes to see me. We have a splendid time.
Sometimes Fred goes too; but he always wants to
have the dolls die, or get hurt, or something.
One of the dolls did get hurt really one day. She
was sitting in the doorway, waiting for the postman.
Fred was the postman. And Snip went running by her
to bark at another dog. She was so frightened; she
thought it was a bear, and she fell all the way down
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"Fred said she must go to the hospital, like the man that
fell off the house when they were putting on the new roof.
"So we took Margery's little chair, and put a towel
over it; then we laid the poor dolly on it, and took her
into Margery's mamma's room : that was the hospital, and
Margery's mamma had to be the doctor and mend her.
But she had to take a lot of nasty medicine: castor
oil, and magnesia, and quinine, and pills, all mixed up
together.
We made little powders out of flour; but she wouldn't
take 'em. So we gave 'em to the rubber doll, 'cause we
didn't want to waste 'cm; and Fred said maybe if we gave
her some medicine, she wouldn't be so greedy.
"We had fun one Saturday, we played shop. We had
two kinds of shops : one was a grocery shop, and one was
a draper's shop.
"Fred kept shop, and he had everything; sand for
brown sugar, and salt for white sugar, and dried leaves
for tea. Then we got some little brown seeds out of the
garden for coffee. And we had scales, and a reel of cotton
for twine, and brown paper for the bundles.
Then Ada and Angelina Seraphine went out shopping;
and they bought everything, and had it sent home in a
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"Then we had a draper's shop. We rolled up all my
pieces, and had a little stick to measure them with.
"Then Angelina and Ada went to buy their wedding
clothes.
Angelina would say, 'A darker shade, if you please.'
SHaven't you something better than this ?'
Then Fred would say, Certainly, madam,' and would
show her another piece. Then she would buy some.
"But Margery made Ada very sniffy, like Margery's
Aunt Fanny, and said there wasn't anything fit to buy ; it
was all so high-priced, and it wasn't the kind she wanted.
She believed she wouldn't take anything that day, she
would call in again.
"It was ever so much fun. Margery always likes to
play that way.
Sometimes we dress up like ladies too, and visit each
other. We make Fred put on a white apron, and open
the door; then we call him 'John.'
"He doesn't like to play that way much. He would
rather be a man, and carry a cane, and say, Ah, I beg
your pardon, madam. Delightful weather! Were you
at the opera last night ?'
"Then he asks Margery to go to the opera with him.
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along in rows on books, and I sing 'Pinafore,' and Mar-
gery and Fred clap their hands, and stamp their feet, and
throw flowers to me. Then I bow, and sing, 'I'm called
Little Buttercup.
"But when Baby May plays going to the opera, she
always wants to sing 'Little Buttercup' too. And who
ever heard of the people in the seats singing !
"Mamma never lets us play opera when she has a
headache. She says we always make so much noise, and
Snip always barks so at us.
"Baby May thinks it is so nice. She loves to sing;
so does Margery. And she always says Ada can sing
better than Angelina Seraphine; but she can't. And one
day I got cross, and we didn't speak for a whole week,
cause she said Angelina had a voice like the black cat.
"All the dolls were cross too, and wouldn't even look
at Ada.
You know I had five dolls before I got Angelina Sera-
phine. Mamma says they all came from Doll-land.
"I would like to know where that is, but papa told me
what it was like. He says Santa Claus told him, and that
it is very warm there; and that is why so few of the dolls
are dressed when they get here.
"The trees never grow very high; and the dolls live
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on rose-leaves and honey in summer, and snow-flakes and
window-frost in winter. But I think it must be warm
snow, if it is a warm country.
"When there are so many of them, papa says, that
they can't walk without being crowded, then Santa Claus
comes for them,- and takes them to the shops; so they
can get new homes.
"I .houillu't think they would always like to go; but
papa says they do, andl that they don't mind travelling
about'without their heads.
"I think that is funny. I am glad Angelina Seraphine
didn't have to go without her head.
"She often has her feelings hurt. Mamma says I am
very cross to her sometimes. But she is so hard to make
stand up; and she won't put her arms in her sleeves right,
sometimes; and gets her hat knocked over one eye, when
she goes out to ride. But I s'pose she can't help it.


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ABOUT SEVERAL DOLLS.

ONE day mamma said we were going into the country
-to Aunt Lucy's-to stay a week. I didn't take Ange-
lina Seraphine that time. I did miss her so! But we
had a good time.
"I played with Aunt Lucy's little girl, Nellie, all the
time. And mamma made me a sunbonnet just like hers;
only mine was blue, and hers was green.
"She only had a rag doll. All her other dolls were
broken up, except one that fell into the well : it was a little
china doll,-all china, Nellie said,-aud it was drowned;
for they couldn't get it up again.
Mamma made me a rag doll too. It wasn't very pretty;
but I could throw it 'way up in the air, and it would fall
on the grass and never break. It had eyes, and nose, and
mouth, made with ink, just like Nellie's doll.
"We used to dress them up just anyway, 'cause they
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"We played all sorts of things with them. We pre-
tended they were 'Babes in the woods;' and we hopped
about like robins, and covered them up with leaves.
"They were very good dolls. And I never minded
leaving mine about, 'cause nothing could hurt her; and
I don't believe she minded being left alone as much as
Angelina Seraphine does.
"But there were so many things to play with there,
that we didn't play dolls much.
"We made a grotto in the side of the hill, and put
moss all in it, and a little china image of Samuel. Then
we made a hole, and put looking-glass over it, to make it
look like water.
"We planted flowers all around; but they wouldn't
grow, somehow. I expect it was because they didn't
have any roots to them.
"I used to like to play with the ducks and the chickens :
the little mites of ones, they were so funny.
"After I went home, Nellie had a new doll. And An-
gelina Seraphine used to write to her-the least little bits
of letters,-and tell her all about the fashions, and the
parties she went to, and everything.
She sent her an invitation to her wedding, and a
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"I am very glad Angelina Seraphine hasn't any hus-
band now though, 'cause she can get married over again,
if she wants to, and we can have another wedding.
"Her clothes all need washing and ironing anyhow.
And if I get a sailor boy on my birthday, she shall be
married to him. Then she won't have to go away.
I will make her a new dress out of the dotted Swiss
mamma gave me. It will look very well trimmed with
lace, even if it isn't all the same kind.
Mamma always gives me the little bits of lace she has
left over from anything; and it comes in nicely for my
dolls' clothes.
"Angelina Seraphine is very fond of lace on her
clothes; so is Baby May. She knows just as well when
she has a new dress on.
I tell Angelina that she mustn't be so fond of dress.
She always dances when she has a pretty dress on. She
looks so lovely in her little red shoes, and dances on her
toes so nicely.
"There never was another doll like her! But I am
afraid she is a little vain.
"She uses up all my hair ribbons 'after I am done
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lets her wear a purple sash with it. I don't see how she
can; it isn't a bit pretty.
"I must tell you about the time mamma went away.
She only took Baby 3I.iy with her. And I thought she
would never come back.
"I burnt my finger the day after she left, and cried,
and cried for mamma. Nurse said I mustn't cry so, for
Angelina never cried that way when I went away. So
she brought her to me to comfort me.
"Of course I wouldn't let her know how badly I felt.
I stopped crying, and hugged up Angelina till I went to
sleep. She was such a comfort to me, you don't know.
It made me think of the time mamma was sick. Fred
was sent away to Lord Lucy's, and Nurse kept Baby May
in the nursery.
"Everything was so quiet and still, and papa looked
so sad. I felt so that I had to go away and cry. Then I
thought papa was alone, and didn't have any one to com-
fort him. So I went down to the library; and poor papa
had his head on the table.
"I went up to him and put my arms around his neck,
and said, 'Don't cry, papa. Mamma will get well, I know
she will.'
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and said I was his little comforter. And that is just what
I told Angelina she was.
"Papa likes me to come in the library sometimes ; but
he doesn't always, 'cause I talk too much.
When he isn't busy, he tells me nice stories about
when he was a little boy named Jack Barton. That was
his name then ; but now his name is Mr. John R. Barton,
and mamma's name is Mrs. John R. Barton.
"I don't see how she can have so many names; but
she has. Her name at home is 'Manmma,' and 'Helen;'
and when she goes out to make calls, it is papa's name
with Mrs.' in front of it. I don't see how it is.
"Papa used to have a nice time when he was a little
boy. He lived where Aunt Lucy lives now. And he had
a little garden, all his own.
"Aunt Lucy was his little sister. And one day papa
had a whole garden full of flowers, just coming up out of
the ground. Aunt Lucy was a little bit of a thing. She
went out and pulled up all the little flowers she could,
and then went in to papa and said, 'Come see.' So he
went out. And his garden was all spoiled.
Papa felt so cross he didn't know what to do. But
his papa took him to town, and got him a little spade, and
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Mamma let me have a little corner in the backyard
for a garden. I let Angelina have part of it.
"I planted violets, and mignonette, and morning-
glories. Angelina used to go down with me when I
went to dig. But she could only sit on a brick and
look on.
"I made a little fence all around, and a little walk out
of pebbles. It was real pretty.
"But some of the flowers died. I dug 'em up to put
in another corner, and they withered away. Then I dug
'em up to see what was the matter with 'em. And they
didn't live at all, after I planted them again.
"Some of the flowers grew, though. And Angelina
Seraphine used to have a bouquet on her table every day,
while they lasted; and a wreath for her head, when she
went to a party.
She goes to a great many parties. More than I do;
'cause Margery and I make the dolls have parties. And
little girls' mammas are the ones that make parties for
them. I would like a party every day; but mamma
wouldn't.
"Mamma took Angelina Seraphine away from me
once, 'cause I was naughty, and made Baby May eat
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"I told her it was nice, like the white stuff on the top
of custard, and she ate a lot of it. I gave it to her in a
teaspoon.
"It was a dreadful time; for I was just going to take
Angelina over to Margery Lee's, and I had to take one
of my other dolls.
I s'pose it's mean not to take them out more than I
do. But one is a cook, and one is a maid with a cap.
One is so stiff it won't sit down, and one has only one
arm.
"I am very fond of them all; but they can't expect to
be treated like Angelina Seraphine, any more than Mary
and Nurse can be expected to be treated as mamma treats
her own children. It wouldn't be right at all.
"Angelina says the maid with a cap can speak French
very well. Her name is Marie, like Nina Beach's nurse.
"The cook is named Bridget, and the doll with one
arm is named Rosabella. The stiff one is named Miss
Mehitable Ramrod. Papa named her. Mamma said to
call her Priscilla Poker; but I liked the other name
best.
"She looks like Margery Lee's Aunt Fanny. I was
going to call her Fanny Lee; but mamma said maybe
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"Margery and I call each other Mrs. Forester, and
Mrs. De Witt.
"She always has such a time with her housekeeping
and her children. Her cook is always going away, or her
children have the measles or the croup, and have to have
flannel rags round their throats. She never gets her
sewing done, and says she has no time for visiting.
"But I s'pose that is 'cause her mamma says that, and
her cook is always leaving her.
"I'm glad Mary doesn't go. She has been here ever
since I was a little baby, and lets me come down in the
kitchen when she is making cake, and gives me the cake
bowl to scrape. She's hardly ever cross. Baby May
wants to be with her half the time.
"She always makes us each a gingerbread doll, when
she makes gingerbread. At Christmas, she makes the
funniest cakes: birds, and nmen, and horses, and elephants,
and everything like that.
Sometimes she makes molasses taffy; but I never can
pull it nicely, it gets so soft and sticky. I have to keep
eating little pieces of it, till it is all gone. Then Mary
has to give me some of hers.
"Mamma says when she was a little girl, they didn't
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name was Emma. Mamma had a grandma that used to
dress her dolls, and make chairs for them.
"I wonder if she was as nice as my grandma! She
always brings us peppermint candy, and lemon drops.
She made Angelina a little knit hood---just like the one
she made for Baby May.
"Mamma says she is Angelina's grandma; but she
doesn't wear speckatles and a little shawl. But she says
maybe she will some day.
"I wonder if I ever will. Margery Lee says I won't
want to play with Angelina Seraphine when I am a
grown-up lady; but I am sure I will. It will be such a
long, long time, though, that I never think about it.
"I know it will be a long time, 'cause when I go
down steps my dress doesn't come anywhere near the
steps, and mamma's goes 'way over them. That's the
way I shall know when I am growing; when my dress
sweeps the steps.
"Baby May says when she grows up she will be a
baby-she doesn't know any better. And Fred says he
is going to be a milkman, so he can drive about all
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CHAPTER VII.


ANGELINA AND THE CAT-ABOUT A FAIR.

THE jolliest thing we ever had was a Fair. All the
girls' mammas made pretty things for it. We had it at
Nina Beach's.
Mamma dressed six little dolls for my table. I would
like to have bought them all myself; but I didn't have
enough money to get those and all the other things I
wanted. It took so much for ice cream and candy, that
I only could get a pen-wiper for papa, and a needle-book
for mamma.
"Baby May sat at the flower table with a wreath on.
She looked so cunning. But she wanted to give away
all the flowers, and not take any money for them. So
some one had to stand by her, to keep her from giving
away everything on her table.
"Mary made us some nice molasses taffy, and mamma
made cake. We made lots of money. I don't know how
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and no papa. She was so glad to get the money-at
least, her poor mamma was.
You ought to have seen Nina Beach's table; it was
just lovely! She had a fortune-teller in the middle. It
was a fairy with a pointer, that pointed to the fortunes.
"Then she had dolls, and pen-wipers, and needle-
books, and tidies, and a great big bride doll, dressed
in white tarletan. I didn't take Angelina to see it, 'cause
I thought she might be jealous.
"The girls were all just crazy to have the doll-but
Florry White's uncle bought it to take home to his little
girl; so none of us got it. I didn't care much, for I had
Angelina. And I can make a bride out of her any time.
"That certainly was a nice Fair. We sold almost every-
thing; and what we didn't sell, we gave to the Mission
School of one church. So we did lots of good.
"The little girl's mamma that we gave the money to,
has a little mite of a baby.
"I went with mamma to take it one of Baby May's
dresses, that she had when she was a little baby. And
they let me hold the baby all myself. It was so funny!
It was real pink, with little doubled-up fists. I didn't let
it fall; but I was afraid I would, it was so little.
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And when mamma and another lady saw the little girl's
mamma, they didn't have anything to eat, or any fire.
.The poor little baby was just wrapped up in an old
quilt. Mamma and Mrs. Beach took some things to
them; and now their room looks quite nice.
"The little girl's name is Carrie, and the baby is named
Helen Louise,-after mamma and Mrs. Beach-Mamma's
name is Helen; but papa calls her Nellie.
"I told Angelina all about the Fair, and she wanted
to know if there wasn't some poor doll she could have a
Fair for.
"I asked mamma about it, and she said Angelina
could have the Fair, and she. would find a poor doll to
give the money to.
"Of course it wouldn't be real money to us; but doll
money is real to dolls.
"Mamma lets me have the little pieces of paper on top
of her reels of cotton-they make very good money-
then I cut little round pieces out of silver and gold paper,
and keep them in a box.
"Angelina thinks it is real money; so does Baby
May.
She told Nurse, one day, she had some money, and
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thought she had a penny papa had given her, and took
her to the shop. She bought the cake, and Baby May
put her hand in her pocket, and gave the man one of my
silver moneys.
"Nurse laughed so about it. But she gave the man
one of her own pennies, and Baby May kept her cake.
"Fred almost killed Ada and Angelina Seraphine one
day. He took them out in his 'spress waggon, and upset
them in the mud; but they weren't hurt a bit, only dirty.
He said they were going over the Rocky Mountains, and
had to be upset on the rocks.
"Fred doesn't like to play with dolls much. He likes
buttons best.
"Sometimes we play buttons till bed-time. It's lots
of fun.
We take the prettiest ones we can find for the people,
the white ones for sheep, and the big black ones for
horses. And we have a farm. And the men ride about
on horseback. And we have cows and pigs, and all the
animals.
Angelina plays too; that is, she sits up on the table
and looks on.
"Sometimes she plays Ring-a-Ring-a-rosy with us.
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"Mamma took me with her to see a real old lady
once. She let me take Angelina. I had a new dress and
hat for her; and I thought it would be a pity to leave her
at home.
"She was a real nice old lady, we went to see. Her
name was Mrs. Allen. She was making patch-work quilts,
and she said she would make one for Angelina, 'cause she
was such a pretty doll. She did make a funny little
one, and it is on Angelina's bed now.
Mri. Allen lived in such a curious old house. It had
the queerest things in it: birds in a glass case, and butter-
flies. She had two funny men on the mantel, that was
always nodding their heads.
"She gave me a lovely little cup and saucer, for my
very own. Mamma said she would like to have it her-
self, it was so old. But I don't see why that made it
any nicer.
"Angelina thought it was a very nice place. Mamma
said I could take her with me, to spend the day with Mrs.
Allen, if I wanted to, some day.
"One day I went into the nursery, and there sat Baby
May dressing up the kitten in Angelina's clothes. She
was just putting Angelina's hood on it when I went in.
It did look so funny !


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"I thought perhaps Angelina wouldn't like it. But she
only laughed and said, 'You're welcome,' to the kitty.
I told her the cat was a prince, like in 'Beauty and
the Beast.' I shouldn't wonder if it turned to a prince
at night, when we are all asleep. Then, perhaps, Ange-
lina goes walking with him in the garden.
"I should like to see them go walking, walking down
stairs; the prince holding up Angelina's train, and go
walking down the porch steps, out among the flowers,
and then, all of a sudden,-whoop! scoop-the prince
changes back into a cat, and Angelina has to come home
alone. I wonder if it is so !
"I have no doubt Angelina does a great many queer
things when I am asleep.
"Perhaps she goes to balls, and parties, with the birds
and flowers, and dances with the cat.
"Baby May doesn't know how to spell cat. We play
school sometimes, and let her stand up with the class and
spell. And, she always spells cat, g-p-q, cat. Fred spells
it c. 80. He thinks that is so clever.
"Angelina can read; but she can't spell any better
than I can. She thinks that is good enough. It doesn't
make so much difference with the dolls how they
spell.
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"I intend to let Angelina learn to paint, for I have a
paint box she can use.
.' Fred says she had better commence on her own face,
just 'cause the paint is a little rubbed; but she shall have
a lot of pictures to paint, just as I do.
"I have a box full, cut out of newspapers. And I can
make beautiful bright dresses or the ladies, out of my
paints. They go on so nicely, 'specially the purple.
"Fred paints such ridickilous things : red horses, and
blue people, and green roses. He says he doesn't care,
that blue people live up in the moon, and ride on red
horses; and that green roses grow there.
"I'd like to know how he knows about it; he never
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CHAPTER VIII.


ANGELINA SERAPHINE STARTS FOR THE MOON, BUT STOPS ON
THE WAY.

THAT makes me think of the time we sent Angelina
up in a balloon. It is a wonder she is here to-day, for
she might have gone up to the moon, or the stars, and
never come back.
"Fred and I each had a balloon: the kind you blow
up. So Fred said it would be nice to have a balloon
ascension, like they have at the circus. We didn't know
who to send up. We tried the cat; but she squirmed out
of the string, and ran away. Then Fred said-
Oh! what fun it would be to have Angelina go up to
the moon. She could come back and tell us all about the
blue people up there.'
So I ran to get her; and put on her best hat, so the
blue people would think she was dressed nicely.
She wore her plaid dress and red shawl too, for I
thought it might be cold up there. I know the snow
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would be dreadful to have her covered with snow, and
freeze to death.
"Well, we tied her to the balloon; but it wouldn't go
up very far, so we tied the two balloons together, and up
they went. I held them, while Fred went to get another
piece of string, so they could go up higher. Then when
he went to tie the string on he let go, and they popped
right up in the air, with Angelina.
"They kept going and going. We couldn't get hold
of the string. And I began to cry, to see poor Angelina
going off in that dreadful way, I didn't know where.
If I had been certain the moon people would be good
to her, I shouldn't have cared so much ;but I didn't know
whether they would ever let her come back again.
Well, first she got as high as the window, and then
as high as the house, and went sailing along right into a
big tree in the next yard. There the balloon stopped.
"I don't know what the birds thought, to see Angelina
Seraphine 'way up in the tree. I expect at first they
thought.she was some new kind of bird.
I didn't know how I was ever to get her down. The
balloons kept tugging and tugging, till one of them got
away, and went 'way up out of sight.
"There wasn't anything to do but to let Angelina stay


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up there till papa came home. Mamma said she knew he
could get her down. So I could only sit there and look
at her.
"After a while papa came home. He went and got a
long ladder, and went in next door to Mr. Brown's, and
told him his granddaughter was on her way to make a
visit to the moon, and had stopped on the way, in his big
chestnut-tree. If Mr. Brown didn't mind, he would like
her to return home by way of the ladder, and put off her
visit till some other time. Mr. Brown laughed like
anything.
"I was standing by the fence, and he asked me if it
was my daughter up there.
"Then papa put the ladder up in the tree and went
up. He soon came down with Angelina in one hand, and
the string of the balloon fastened to his button-hole.
"We didn't know which balloon it was that got away;
so I told Fred he could have the one that was left, for I
didn't want anything but Angelina. She lost her hat up
in the tree; but mamma made her another one. And she
has never been to the moon at all.
"Ted and Joe Brown live next door. Fred plays with
them sometimes; but they always want to play horses: boys
always do. Sometimes they play marbles, or spin tops.


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I think tops are right nice. Ted Brown has one that
hums.
"Joe Brown isn't as nice as Ted. He stole a bird's
nest once. I think it was so wicked. I told him I never
wanted to speak to him again. But he doesn't do so any
more. And he brought me a great big ball of pop-corn,
so I would make up with him.
"I told him I would if he was very, very sorry. And
then he gave me a bottle of licorice water, and said he
was just as sorry as anything.
"I told him, how would he feel if somebody--some
great big giant-should steal his papa's house away from
him, and when he came home he wouldn't have any house
to sleep in, or anything to make him comf'able ?
"Joe says, when he is a big man he is going all the
way 'round the world. And he is going to bring me a
pony, and a gold dress for Angelina, and twenty boxes of
cream chocolates. And he will get a great big ship with
silk sails, and gold chairs on deck, to sit down on. And
the ship will be silver, studded with diamonds and pearls.
"Then he will take me to some lovely place where
there are oranges as big as your head, and violets all the
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ANGELINA SERAPHINE STARTS FOR THE MOON.


"He says Angelina may go too. But I don't believe I
would like to stay very long away from mamma and papa,
even in such a nice place as that. I wouldn't have any one
to tell me stories, or help me make dresses for Angelina.
"Mamma can tell lovely stories. She tells me one often
about a little 'Talian boy; his name was Bruno. He lived
in a lovely place called Italy. The sky was always blue,
and there were plenty of oranges and grapes to eat.
"Bruno's papa and mamma used to sing all the day
long, and Bruno would lie under the trees and play with
beautiful red flowers.
"But his papa fell sick, and was ill a long time; so
long, that Bruno's mamma stopped singing. And when
Bruno would bring her the beautiful red flowers, she would
only cry. And some days Bruno would be very hungry.
"But still the sky was blue, and he could hear the
young men and girls in the village sing, even if his
mamma didn't. After a long while his papa got well; but
he looked very thin and pale, and would creep out and sit
in the sun, looking very sad.
"Finally, some one came and took away their house.
And Bruno's mamma and papa said, 'We must leave our
dear Italy, and take our little boy, and see if we can find
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MY OWN DOLLY.


"So they went on board a big ship, and sailed, and
sailed over the great deep ocean.
"When they got about half way there, Bruno's mamma
died. It was so cold, and she missed her lovely warm
home with the blue sky. They had to bury her 'way
down in the water. And Bruno's papa cried himself
almost sick; and just sat still, looking at the water, and
holding Bruno in his arms all the rest of the way.
"When he got to the place where the ship stopped,
he couldn't understand what the people said, 'cause they
didn't talk the way he did. So he took little Bruno by
the hand, and went on and on till he got out where there
weren't very many houses; then he commenced singing in
front of the houses.
"It was dark and late; but he sang until some kind
people gave him some money. Then Bruno and his papa
went to sleep under a shed.
The next day they went on. And every night Bruno's
papa would sing along the streets, in front of the houses,
and get enough to buy them something to eat.
"Poor little Bruno missed his mamma. And when his
papa sang he would cry, 'cause it made him think of his
mamma, and the lovely red flowers in Italy.
"Sometimes good kind people would let them come


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into the kitchen, and give them something to eat. But
it frightened Bruno when they talked to him, 'cause
they laughed at him, when he tried to answer them.
After a while it got, oh so cold, that Bruno's papa would
have to hug him up close till he couldn't see, so he would
get warm.
"One night they had been going all around, and no-
body gave them any money; and they couldn't find any
place to sleep, except on the cold hard ground.
"So they lay down by a fence, and Bruno's papa put
his arms close round Bruno; but he couldn't get warm.
It only got colder and colder. But it made Bruno very
sleepy; and he couldn't say 'Good night' to his papa, so
he went to sleep. And in the morning some one came
by and tried to wake them up; but they couldn't, 'cause
mamma says-
"'They had gone to find Bruno's mamma. And they
were in a lovely place : where the sky is bluer than in
Italy, and where there are lovelier flowers than anywhere
on earth.'
"That is just the way mamma tells that story. It
always makes me cry; but I like to hear it more than
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CHAPTER IX.


ANGELINA GOES TO THE SEA-SHORE.

BESSIE BROWN tells me stories sometimes. She is
Joe's sister; and she is nearly as big as my mamma. She
loves to play with Baby May. And she often comes in
here and helps me make doll clothes. She hasn't any
mamma; only a grandma and an aunt.
She can run, oh, so fast! One day we were out-
doors playing, and it began to rain. Bessie took Baby
May on her back, and ran with her into the house before
I could get Angelina's shawl on.
"Bessie plays for us to dance sometimes, and she sings
too, about 'Happy Little Maiden,' and 'Nancy Lee.' She
always calls me Nancy; but it isn't Nancy, it is Nannie.
Bessie says she wishes Baby May could be her sister,
'cause she hasn't any, only two brothers. She went with
us to the sea-shore once; and told me how people have
the rheumatism, and sit with the sand all over them.
"I thought it would be good for Angelina's rheuma-
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hole,-so I dug a hole in the sand-it was nice dry sand
-and buried Angelina up almost to her neck.
She looked so funny with only her head out, I
couldn't help laughing; besides, Angelina was smiling
all the time, so I knew she thought it was funny too.
"We were having a splendid time: digging in the
sand, and picking up shells, when presently a wave came
right up to where we were.
"I had forgotten all about Angelina till then. I tell
you I was frightened I didn't know but what she would
be washed out to sea, and have to be a mermaid. Then
she couldn't come on shore and have her feet again, till
she had had her tongue cut out, like the mermaid in the
fairy story.
"But the water just came up to her chin. And when
I got to her she was as dry and smiling as ever.
"I was so glad I had put her in deep; for if I hadn't,
she might have got washed away. .
"We used to have a splendid time at the sea-shore,
pretending there were wrecks, when the waves washed
bits of board ashore.
"Fred wanted to have a real wreck once; and wanted
to lash Angelina to a board, and pretend she bad come
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might get really drowned. I wouldn't have minded it, if
it had been just a little brook; but the sea is so big, it
'most makes me 'fraid to look at it myself.
"So Fred cut a little piece of wood, so it looked some-
thing like a man, and he tied that on to a board--he said
it was a raft,-then he pushed it out to sea; but it never
came back.
"Just think how I would have felt, if it had been
Angelina!
"Fred said, maybe the man would be seen by some
ship and be taken aboard; but I don't believe he was.
His name was Seth White, like the man that used to go
out fishing in a little boat. He had a funny little house,
down near the water. And he used to tell us stories about
when be was lost at sea, and was picked up by a big
ship.
He told us about the great big fishes that eat people.
It frightened me so I cried. But Fred said I was a
baby, and that he wasn't afraid; he would shoot any fish
that tried to eat me.
"I don't much believe he could. But Seth White said
I needn't be afraid, the fishes wouldn't come near to the
shore.
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globe. They are lovely! They swim around, and come
up to the top of the water for crumbs.
"I took Margery Lee, a whole lot of shells the day
after we got home from the sea-shore. She didn't know
when I was coming, so I s'prised her.
"I went in the back way, and went upstairs on my
tip-toes, so she wouldn't hear. I went up behind her just
as softly as could be, and put my hands over her eyes.
She couldn't guess who I was for ever so long-not till I
laughed-then she knew.
"Ada and Angelina were so glad to see each other'!
Angelina took a little wee box of little wee shells to Ada;
and the next time Margery brought Ada over, she gave
Angelina a little plate of cakes. They were so pretty:
cut out with the top of a pepper box, and on a dear little
blue and.white china plate. Angelina enjoyed. them so
much She ate them with orange-peel wine.
"I wish little bits of everything would come for dolls:
like little wee apples, and little wee oranges. I would
like to have a dinner just like ours, for Angelina, made
out of everything little; but I s'pose I can't. So I shall
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THE LAST OF ANGELINA.

"BY the way, where is Angelina? She was here a
minute ago. Perhaps she was 'shamed, and ran away,
'cause I have been talking so much about her. I must
go and see.
"Here comes Fred; maybe he snuck her off. Fred,
have you seen Angelina Seraphine ? He says, 'No.'
"What a child she is! I do have such a time with
her I will be back again in a minute.

"Oh dear oh dear oh dear My heart is broken all
to little pieces. How can I tell you what has happened!
"I looked the house over. Nurse helped me first,
then Mary, and then mamma. I thought of course
mamma could find her; but she couldn't.
"We have been in the cellar, and in the garret; in
every room in the house. Fred didn't know anything
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"At last, Bessie Brown saw me crying, and wanted to
know what was the matter. I told her, and she said she
would help me look.
She came running down the porch steps, and then
she stopped, and said 'Oh!' I said, 'Have you found
her, Bessie? tell me, quick!' She just said, Come in
here, Nannie!'
I ran as hard as I could, to see what she had found.
And when I got there, she had picked up poor Angelina's
leg.
"I knew the rest of her must be somewhere about, so
Bessie and I looked high and low.
"After a while we went into the boys' room, and heard
something under the bed, going 'er-row, er-row !'
"We looked, and saw Joe's nasty little puppy with
my darling Angelina Seraphine, almost torn to pieces.
Oh dear! oh dear! oh dear!
"One of her arms was chewed off, and her hair all
pulled out. One eye was gone, and a great crack across
her face. When we caught him, he was shaking her as
hard as he could.
I felt as if I should die, it was so dreadful! Think
how she must have felt !
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"I picked her up the best I could, and took her straight
to mamma. I knew she was killed dead, even before
mamma shook her head in such a solemn way.
"Bessie said, maybe she wasn't, and told me not to
cry, that papa could get me one just like her; as if I
wanted another just like her, to make me feel badly all
the time.
"If it were only her leg and arm gone, I shouldn't
mind it so much; but with one eye smashed in, and her
dear nose chewed off at the end-there is no hope for her !
"Oh dear I think I shall cry all my life. I shall ask
mamma always to make me black dresses; for no dolly
will ever be like my own dolly,-my darling Angelina
Seraphine."













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