The Minneapolis journal. [volume], January 21, 1906, The Journal Junior, Page 8, Image 56

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'.Y*-* Amelia's always playing dolls
When I am playing horse
Because I don't play dolls with her
She calls me mean and cross!
I thinkJfchat 111 give up my horse,
And make a motor-car
Of those old stuffy easy chairs,
And then we'll travel far.
Amelia shall sit behind,
Surrounded by her dolls
Now I'll become a trained chauffeur,
While she is making calls.
Ah! now we're offl toot-toot, toot-toot!
Just see me whirl the wheel!
I really think there never was
A safer automobile.
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GRIZEL'S WONDROUS CHANGE
A TRUE DOU.'S STORYBy Annie 0. Muirhead.
E there was a 5-year-old girl called Mabel, who
a doll named Grizel that she had possessed
for long, long time, as far back as she could re
member.
There was no other of her dolls that she loved so
much, tho Grizel was only a rag doll and had not beauti
ful golden curls like the waxen Emily, nor the pink and
white china complexion of Sarah Jane.
Mabel loved Grizel a great deal more than either of
these, and lugged the shabby old thing about with her
wherever she went, altho Grizel had become terribly
She lifted Grizel oat of her cradle
Then nearly dropped her In surprise.
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Every year she had grown dirtier and dirtier, ana
every month she got blacker and blacker. Once she had
had black hair and blue eyes and red lips. Nowadays you
'eould hardly tell her hair from her eyes, and when you
wanted to kiss her
on the mouth, you
had to guess at the
place! Being soft,
she was not the sort
of doll you could
wash. Mabel had
tried it, but it only
made her look worse
than ever.
Mabel's aunt, who
wore spectacles, used
to look severely at
Grizel and say some
thing unkind every
time she saw her.
"What, Mabel! Are
you still playing with
that disreputable rag
doll of yours? I
wonder your mother
allows it!" and then
she would add some
thing about germs.
Mabel only hugged
Grizel tighter, and
tried to keep her out
of her aunt's way in
case something else
might be said to
hurt Grizel's feel
ings.
But her aunt was
not Mabel's only
trial there was
Lang, her little bro
ther, who took up the
cry about Grizel being so dirty, and always wanted to
burn her up! He thought it would be such fun to make
a bonfire of Grizel (just think of it), and he was always
*,easing Mabel to let him do it. That frightened her
lreadfully, and she was very careful not to let Grizel lie
iround.
One day Lang fell ill and became very, very sick.
Eis cheeks were flushed and his eyes were heavy, and he
did not show the least interest when Mabel tried to
amuse him and show him picture books. The doctor
came to see him and ordered medicine, and mother and
nurse talked gravely about him, and Mabel could see
that they were anxious.
One day her aunt brought candy for the children,
and Lang actually would not touch it, and turned his
head away impatiently when Mab held a chocolate pep
permint out to him. Then Mabel knew that he must be
very ill indeed. There was all the more left for her to
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eat, but somehow she did not enjoy it so much as usual. The truth was,
Mabel was getting anxious about Lang, too. Perhaps he was never going
to get well! This suspicion made her very unhappy, for she was very fond
of her brotheryes, even fonder of Lang than of Grizel, if you can believe
it. So she began to think and think what she could do to make Lang bet-
ter. Sh"e wanted so much to hear him laugh again. All at once she remem-
bered how Lang had always been so eager to make a bonfire of Grizel,
And do you know what she made up her mind to do at last?
Actually, to let Lang burn up Grizel if he wanted to. Of course it
was a terrible sacrifice for her to make, and she cried when she thought of
it but she loved Lang so mueh that she would rather lose Grizel forever
than have him look so queer and quiet. She would try not to mind very
much, if only Lang would think the bonfire fun, and get well again.
She lifted Glizel out of her cradle very gently, and then nearly dropped
her in surprise! For what do you think! Altho still dressed in her shabby
clothes, Grizel was no longer black and battered. Her face was quite clean.
Her lips were as red as they had ever been! Her hair was a glossy black!
Her eyes were bright blue! Just as they had been when Grizel was entirely
new! Mabel screamed with delight, and nurse came running to see what
the matter was. Nurse was extremely surprised, too. She said she could
not get over it! Then Mabel ran to show the miracle to Lang. He was as
"Jimmy dear," said Susy Bear,
I don't really truly care
For our stupid cave, do you?
Pa and Ma will snore and snore
For another month or more,.
And whatever shall we dot
Why cant we just run away
And spend theWintertimeinplayl"
"Gootf for you!" said Jimmy Bear,
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MORNING, JANTJABY
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"And I know a place for fair.
It belongs to Farmer Gray,
And his wife has put away
Pickles, honey, jam and pies,
'Till you won't believe your eyes."
Wicked little Susy said:
"Well break in. Just go ahead."
Here you'll see the feast those bad,
Bvil-minded creatures had.
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excited and delighted as herself, and
wondered how it could have happened.
He even began to quarrel with Mabel,
because he wanted to keep Grizel in
bed beside him, while Mabel wanted
to run and show her to mother.
Then Mabel knew that Lang was
getting better, for nurse had told her
that when sick people get cross, it" is
a sure sign that they are going to get
well.
Of course she was very glad of that
all the more because she did not
need to burn Grizel. It amused Lang
quite enough to have the old friend
with a new face to play with.
One winter day the kittens slid
Down a toboggan slide they did.
Alas! This slut of kits, you see.
Ends in a eat eat-a-strophe!