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Very soon a knock at the door interrupted me. "Come in!" I shouted. In stepped Mike, with an air of the greatest secrecy, handed me a letter and the box. What could it mean? I hastily opened the envelope, while Toddie shrieked, "Oh, darsh my dolly's k'adle dare tizh!" snatched and opened the box, and displayed his doll! My heart sickened as I read, "Miss Mayton herewith returns to Mr.
In stepped Mike, with an air of the greatest secrecy, handed me a letter and the identical box in which I had sent the flowers to Miss Mayton. What COULD it mean? I hastily opened the envelope, and at the same time Toddie shrieked: "Oh, darsh my dolly's k'adle dare 'tish!" snatched and opened the box, and displayed his doll!
"Oh, I got up from the burn-down dead, an' COMED right here. An' I want my dolly's k'adle." Oh persistent little dragon! If you were of age, what a fortune you might make in business! "Uncle Harry, I wish my papa would come home right away," said Budge. "Why, Budge?" "I want to love him for bein' so good to that poor little boy in the war."
Snatching it up, with a violent exclamation, there dropped from it one of these infernal dolls. A howl resounded from the doorway. "You tookted my dolly out of her k'adle want to wock my dolly oo-ee- ee!" I called the girl, and asked where the key was that locked the door between my room and the children's. "Please sir, Toddie threw it down the well."
"Can't find my dolly's k'adle," he whined. "Never mind, old pet," said I, soothingly. "Uncle will ride you on his foot." "But I WANT my dolly's k'adle," said he, piteously rolling out his lower lip. I remembered my experience when Toddie wanted to "shee wheels go wound," and I trembled.
"Never mind, old pet!" said I, soothingly, "uncle will ride you on his foot." "But I want my dolly's k'adle, tawse my dolly's in it, and I want to shee her!" "Don't you want me to tell you a story?" For a moment Toddle's face indicated a terrible internal conflict between old Adam and Mother Eve; finally curiosity overpowered natural depravity, and Toddie muttered, "Yesh!"
With a head full of pleasing fancies I went down to supper, and found my new friends unusually good. Their ride seemed to have toned down their boisterousness, and elevated their little souls. So when they invited me to put them to bed I gladly accepted. Toddie disappeared somewhere, and came back disconsolate. "Can't find my doll's k'adle!" he whined.
"Ocken Hawwy, I wants my dolly's k'adle, tause my dolly's in it, an' I want to shee her;" thus spake Toddie. "Don't you think the Lord loved my papa awful much for doin' that sweet thing, Uncle Harry?" asked Budge. "Yes, old fellow, I feel sure that he did." "Lord lovesh my papa vewy much, so I love ze Lord vewy much," remarked Toddie. "An' I wants my dolly's k'adle an' my dolly."
"I keeps it in ze bookcase djawer, and somebody took it 'way an' put nasty ole flowers in it." "Where are those flowers?" I demanded. Toddie looked up with considerable surprise, but promptly replied, "I froed 'em away don't want no ole flowers in my dolly's k'adle. That's ze way she wocks see?"
"Toddie," said I, in a tone so persuasive that it would be worth thousands a year to me, as a salesman, if I could only command it at will; "Toddie, don't you want to ride on uncle's back?" "No: want my dolly's k'adle." "Don't you want me to tell you a story?"
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