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Updated: July 18, 2025
But Jimmy Scarecrow was gone, and the crazy quilt and the doll-baby with him. John, the servant-man, searched everywhere, but not a trace of them could he find. "They must have all blown away, mum," he said to Aunt Hannah. "We shall have to have another scarecrow next summer," said she.
"What became of the rag-doll, Britton?" I enquired shrewdly. "I turned it over to old Schmick, sir," said he. He grinned. "I thought as maybe it belonged to one of his boys." On the aged caretaker's reappearance, I bluntly inquired what had become of the doll-baby. He was terribly confused. "I know nothing, I know nothing," he mumbled, and I could see that he was miserably upset.
Billy, wretched creature, I haven't laid eyes on you for two months! Do you have to desert me entirely, just because you've fallen in love with a society girl with the face of a Japanese doll-baby? What's the matter with me, that I lose my lovers faster than I get them? Edgerton Rosythe, come in here you've got a good excuse, I admit I'm almost as much scared of your wife as you are yourself.
"Miss Gaines," he said, abruptly, "your doll-baby face does your intelligence an injustice Miss Smith, I apologize." And before the astonished and indignant Alicia could summon a withering retort, he added heartily: "This whole place is quite the real thing, you know almost too good to be true and too true to be good. Would you mind telling me how you happened to think of letting me in on it, eh?"
A word of explanation from the marquis an ejaculation of mental anguish from the girl. Two fugitive tie-choppers from the woods turned back to find the colonel's body. Mrs. Ruggles, carrying Alice in her arms to the door the yaller-headed doll-baby that never washed a dish did what she could to soothe her, but did it as silently as possible. Mrs.
"I hope this quilt is harmless if it is crazy," he said. But the quilt was warm, and he dismissed his fears. Soon the doll-baby whimpered, but he creaked his joints a little, and that amused it, and he heard it cooing inside his coat. Jimmy Scarecrow had never felt so happy in his life as he did for an hour or so.
She sat quietly in the warm and pleasant arbor, holding her doll-baby, with the afternoon sun sifting through the young leaves, and making over them a shifting dapple like golden water, and felt no inclination to stir.
"I've brought you a Christmas present," said she, and with that she tucked her doll-baby inside Jimmy Scarecrow's coat, sticking its tiny feet into a pocket. "Thank you," said Jimmy Scarecrow faintly. "You're welcome," said she. "Keep her under your overcoat, so the snow won't wet her, and she won't catch cold, she's delicate."
"And what are you holding under your coat?" "The doll-baby that Betsey gave me, and I'm afraid it's dead," poor Jimmy Scarecrow sobbed. "Nonsense!" cried Santa Claus. "Let me see it!" And with that he pulled the doll-baby out from under the Scarecrow's coat, and patted its back, and shook it a little, and it began to cry, and then to crow. "It's all right," said Santa Claus.
Again and again the "doctor" performed the delivery, alternately inserting the doll-baby into the doll-mamma and removing it. Boswellister flushed and walked quickly away. He had no doubt of the toy's educational value, but nevertheless he sighed deeply.
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