Daily Yellowstone journal., 1888-12-11
A FASHIONABLE DOLL.

''Whatever in the world can be the
matter with Fossie. Myrtlef said little
Daisy Walters, sdespairingly, a. abe
sat ON the back piazza with her chubby
kgs hanging over the edge. She
vagged them back and forth, knocA
ing her heels until her mother called
out in a nervous tone, IF you don't
Stop making that noise, Daisy, l snail
60 wild"
Daisy stopped, but her little rcd lips
puckered up, and she had a wee cry,
all alone. Il was too hard TO be spoken
to like that, for she loved her mother
dearly. and wouldn't have made her
wild for anything. Presently, how
ever, she thought about her doll again,
and stopped crying. Il wonder, she
said again, what can be the matter
with FlosSieF
There didu't seem, 10 any ordinary
observer, to be anything the matter
with the little one, but q mothers eye
is not easily deceived. There was a
disconnected look ON he tiny face,
evident enough after Keen scrutiny,
and Daisy bad noticed for two days
that Flossie'had negle cted her meals
and had taken no interest in her after
moor toilet.
II was no wonder Daisy was per-
picked. There wasn't another doll in
the whole village that was as well
cared for or lived as luyuriously as
Nossie. Daisy's big brother had built
her a complete house, cutting all the
pieces out with his scroll saw and fast
ening them securely together, and the
entire Walters family had combined
in furnishing it as handsomely as the
most exacting doll could wish-at
least Daisy thought so. And the ward
robe that doll hadl II was certainly
more extensive, so far as the number
of dresses went, than Daisy's own.
Fossie was no baby. 1t was a ira
dition in the Walters family that she
had been brought from England many
years ago for Daisy's grandmother,
when that good old lady was a little
girl, and because they made dolls well
Ia those days, and because good New
England people keep their dolls from
one generation TO another, Flossie was
still in good order and was just as
! precious as ever. Today, however,
Elossie was certainly not like herself.
She sulked all the afternoon, and,
although Daisy took her to the table at
the early tea and filed her plate with
the daintiest morsels there were, she
never once smiled at her little mother,
and when she was put safely to bed
and kissed good night as usual her lips
never moved, nor did she answer even
when Daisy asked il there was any
thing more that could be done for her.
She slept in a beautiful little crib close
beside her mothers trundle bed, and
was covered over with a silken crazy
quilt that wa the very first piece Of
real sewing that Daisy ever did. She
was usually a sound sleeper, and so il
was with considerable surprise, as well
as alarm, that Daisy heard her.
"What is it." my darlingi Tell
your own mamma what the matter
is" exclaimed the anxious mother,
jumping out Of her own bed and pick
ing the little one up. is n of 90
tickle tootsies tummin' froof" This
she said, because it occurred to her
that her darling might be teething,
and she knew that VAS not only pain
full, but sometimes a little dangerous.
Flossie had never talked before. She
had never even been taught 10 say
papa and mamma as well edu-
Gated dolls always do nowadays; so it
was with considerable more surprise
that Daisy heard he talk this time.
IL amt a bit happy" she said, petu-
lantly. You don't do half as much
for nae as you ought to, and now it's
coming on for Thanksgiving and the
holidays, and | want so many things"
Daisy almost let her fall. why,
Flossie Myrtle" she said in blank
amazement. why, FlosSie Myrtle
Walters, you ungrateful child. I'm
sure there e was anybody that
tried harder 10 be a good mother than
i do, and I'm sure | never knew q
dollio that las 50 many things as you
have"
That's because you never tray.
cled," said wicked Elossic, pouting
until her naturally pretty mouth
looked almost homely. Il had a let
ter from my cousin, Alice Hatherton,
in New York. last week and the things
she told me about that sho is going 10
have after she is married fairly make
me sick"
married. Adolf going TO get mar
riedf' gasped Daisy.
"Why, certainly" said Flossie,
scornfully. How old fashioned you
are.' Don't you suppose that in these
modern days dolls grow up and get
married 20 gentlemen dolls, and go to
housekeeping, and have families, and
keep servantsl OH IL is enough 10
make any poor country doll sick with
vexation 10 hear about such things
and not be able 10 have any of them
or even 10 zee them"
Perhaps you do not know" said
Flossie Myrtle, breaking off suddenly,
.'how many kinds Of dolls there are In
the world and how much has been
done toward improving the social con-
dition Of dolls Of the first class"
"Indoed i do not" said Daisy, earn
ealy. do your
'1know something about H." said
Flossie, though ! suppose that living
in the country. e. Wa do. i am not