The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-04-16

her doll family, and was cherished with
utter devotion until the Tend small mother
reached the age of eleven. Violet entered
this life in the kid and sawdust state, and
was charming type of her race. Her
joints were wirehinged, her wig was
beauty, and during the years of her close
companionship with Mistress Emma she'
grew steadily thinner and shabbier, while
her devoted owner grew taller and lovelier
to look upon. Violet's loss of looks never
cooled in the heart her young mothers
love, and nothing ever parted them until it
was decided that the dolls and Miss Emma
should live with that young iady's grand
mother 1t was then that an intimate
friend of the Eames family undertook to
prepare the little girl for her journey and
feeling neither interest in nor sympathy
with the sentiments and associations that
united the ardent child and the forlorn
little doll, she quietly threw Violet away.
To this day Madam Eames frankly con-
fesses she has never forgiven this deed,
nor has she ever been willing to meet
again the perpetrator of so stupid and I'M
kind an act. The loss of Violet was for
long time a poignant grief beyond the
reach of consolation, and to this day not
only is Violet remembered with great ten
derness, but happily would the prima don
ma pay down big, round sum if the shah
Mrs. Stewart Not a Doll Lover.
In sharp contrast to this pretty tes-
timony of the affection possible between
doll and its owner is the admission of
Mrs. Ruth McEnery Stuart that dolls and
the pastimes they evoke played but slight
parts in her childish days. 1t is just
trihe astonishing, the author herself con-
fesses, to find that a writer who makes
purely imaginary people live and move
| and have their being, saying of her dolls:
Il was never what might be called a
doll lover. l ceased playing with dolls
when l was a very small girl, and pos
sessed all sorts and conditions of them
from porcelain dolls, with glossy black
china curls and staring blue eyes, to fine
ladies with bisque heads, and even paper
dolls. | daresay / was fond of them in
casual fashion, when they were very new
but Railways held them at arms length
figuratively speaking at least, for after
al they were cold irresponsive cheats,
not half so fine as a black baby or even
bird or kitten. Still, there were times
when we played dolls and our shop dolls
We're pleased then to sit up and stare at
professions Of cornsilk babies whom we
| would bring to call upon them. Every
| country child knws what a corn-silk baby
is, and though l thought them pretty
Wabbly and featureless, they were alive
and growing. and had, to my mind,
worthiness not attained by their sawdust
filled oetters. / am sorry my dolls were
SO little remarkable. They must have
been happy, for to the best of my knowl-
edge and belief they had no history
What Mrs. virgins Says.
| This is what Kate Douglas Wiggin tells
OF her dolls, and, as may be expected. her
confessions are both interesting and char
/ actoristic.
/ "Only one doll ever had affection for
and have preserved her to this day. Cray
cotton gown trimmed with Turkey rcd
/ ODoAs didn't dress in the fashion then,
| thank eoodnessD Il would seem that my
| Feelings for her was not very profonhH
! for cannot remember her name, althoush
| ner face Is we'll known 70 me az ils
mothers Brown hair and unexpected pug
eyes constituted her charm. J was mu-'
fonder Of paper dolls. l had q doll nous
ana my sister says ! Was very Iura I.
Ell matters connected With Il; that WI
she recalls my seifahness parEi mony
violence-manlfesiea whenever she W.
10 play with il, she moreels tnat J
] ever grown up Into a decent ~on"n'