blacksmif's

Updated: May 24, 2025

"What a good little girl I am," thought she, "not to be a cryin'! Prudy'd cry! There goes the blacksmif's shop." Dotty meant the blacksmith. "His mother lets him go everywhere. Everybody's mother lets 'em go everywhere." A prettily dressed little girl passed the window. "How do you do, little girl?" whispered Dotty, in a voice so low that even the cat did not hear.

Sophie May - Little Prudy's Dotty Dimple