Daily Yellowstone journal., 1888-11-27
A FASHIONABLE DOLL.

sat on the back piazza with her cnuODy
legs hanging over the edge. She
wagged them back and forth, knock.
ing her heels until her mother called
out in a nervous, tone, IF you don't
stop making that noise, Daisy, 4 shall
go wild"
Daisy stopped, but her little red 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 a be the matter
with FlosSiei"
There didn't seem, to any ordinary
observer. to be anything the matter
with the little one, but a mothers eye
is not easily deceived, There was a
discontented look on the tiny face,
evident enough afteH keen scrutiny,
and Daisy had noticed for two days
that FloSsie had ne elected her meals
and had taken no interest in her afteI
noon toilet.
1t was no wonder Daisy was per-
picked. There wasn't another doll in
the whole villaga that was as well
cared for or lived as l%uxuriously as
Fossie. 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 had. 1t was certainly
more extensive, so far as the number
OF dresses went, than Daisy's own,
Flossie 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
in those days, and because good New
England people keep their dolls from
one generation to another, Flossie was
still in good order and vas just as
precious as ever. Today, however,
Fossie was certainly not like herself.
She sulked all the afternoon, and,
although Daisy took herto the table at
the early tea and filed her plate with
the daintiest morsels there were, she
never once smiled ut her little mother,
and when she was put safely to bed
and kissed good night as usual her Rips
never moved, nor did she answer ever
when Daisy asked if there was any
thing more that could be done for her.
She slept in a beautiful little crib close
beside her mothers truhdle bed, and
was covered over with a silken crazy
quilt that was the very first piece of
real sewing that Daisy ever did. She
was usually a sound sleeper, and so it
was with considerable surprise, as well
as alarm, hat Daisy heard her.
What n it," my dagllngl 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. rs one of 90
licAle tootsies tummin' frooN This
she said, because it occurred TO her
that her darling might be teething,
and she knew that was not only pain
full, but sometimes a little dangerous.
Flossie had never talked before. She
had never even been taught TO 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.
u amt a bit happy" she said, petu-
lantly. You don't do half us much
for me as you ought 10, and now its
coming on for Thanksgiving and the
holidays, and / want SO many things"
Daisy almost let her fall. why,
Fossie Myrtle" she said in blank
amazement. why, Flossie Myrtle
Walters. you ungrateful child. I'm
sure there never was anybody that
tried harder 10 be a good mother than
/ do, and Tn sure | never knew a
dollie that has so many things as you
have"
That's because you never trav-
eled." said wicked Flossic, pouting
until her naturally pretty mouth
looked almost homely. II had a let
tcf from INV cDhnlH, Autf llulltFlDu,
i'm New York. last week and The things
she told me about that she is going 10
have after she is married fairly make
me sick"
Married! Adolf going 10 get mar.
ried" gasped Daisy.
WHY certainly" said Flossie,
scornfuily. How old fashioned you
are. Don't you suppose that in these
modeyn days dolls grow up and get
married TO gentlemen dolls, aud 90 to
Housekeeping, and have families and
keep seryautsl Obi IL Is enough u
make any poor country doll sick With
vexation 10 hear about such thing.
and not be able TO have any Of thCml
on Eve 10 wee them
Perhaps YOU do not know, Hid
FloSsie Myrtle, breaking OH suddenly,
'how madiy kinds OF dolls there urc IN
the world and how much has been
done towurd improving the social con.
ditiou Of dolls OF the first class
"lndcCd / do not" said Daisy, earn
estly. "DO your
~ know something about IT, said
Flos1ic, though / suppose that living
in the county, "a We do, / am not