The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1901-06-08
The Tables Turned.

49,. The Tables Turned =, =,
ooh, mother! How | wish my, dol
lies would suddenly become alive and
speak to mel" exclaimed Winifred
Grey. 1T would be so delightful!'
do you think so?" said her mother.
Il fancy I should be rather startled if
one of your dollies spoke; but there
are dolls made with phonograph in
side them, to speak when they are
wound up
%"Oh, no, mother, I don't mean
that! mean real, live, proper-speak-
ing"
We'll, I think your dollies are very
nice as they are, darling. You would
not like them any better if they be-
came what the Scotch people call IN
canny; which they certainly would
do if they spoke like, human beings"
Mrs. Grey was just then called out
Of the room, so she left Winifred alone,
curled up in a large armchair.
Presently Winifred heard a rustling
noise, and, turning, she found her big
gest doll, Molly, huge creature with
very red cheeks and staring blue eyes,,
standing by her SIDE To her amaze
ment, Winifred saw that Molly had
suddenly grown to at least four times
her natural size, while she herself had
dWindled into a small creature no big
ger than a good-sized kitten.
"Now, then!" said Molly, in loud,
dictatorial way,}ssI'm going to undress
you and do your hair. Perhaps I
shall give you a bath as we'll. shall
see!'$ w. 49,
Indeed, shall not let you do any
thing of the kind said Winifred, with
great indignation. "Who ever heard
of child being undressed and bathed
at this time in the afternoon?'
1--WE shall see," answered Molly. IT
am mistress now, and you can't help
yourself whatever do to you" 49,
With this she grabbed Winifred
roughly around the waist and lifted
her up out of the armchair, in which
she seated herself, with her victim
sprawling helplessly on her lap, and
spite of all her struggles.
! ''HoW dare your spluttered Wini-
fred, nearly choking with Indignation.
IF you don't stop at once, I'll lock
you in the toy cupboard for month";
T If you don't be quiet, FL lock you
it the toy cupboard" returned Molly.
Don't you see I've become alive, as
you wished. And now I'm going to
show you how it feels to be bundled
about like a doll at your owners good
will and pleasure. My goodness! How
you have bundled me about some
times!' ~. r. y f.%sr.~a.: =
While she was speaking she had, re-
moved, all Winifred's clothes. This
done, she tucked her under her arm,
head downward, and went to search
in the cupboard for the bath and brush
and comb, but, catching sight of a.
book, she Immediately dropped her
helpless victim on the floor, and, seat
ing herself close by, became absorbed
in a story and forgot every thing else
It was a bitterly cold afternoon, and
in spite Of the warm fire poor Winifred
felt miserably chilled, and begged that
she might be dressed again, but Molly
appeared stone deaf, and only moved
presently to go and reseat herself
with her absorbing book, n the arm y
chair. 0 # 81 b
Then another doll, named Ettie,+ who
had also Increased immensely in size,
came up to where Winifred lay sprawl
ing, and picked her up, saying: S Molly,
if you have done playing with sWini-
fred I'm going to have her for little
viii 3 81 s.5E 6s sS H
" All light replied Molly, sssI don't
want her, but do wash her face. it's
downright grimy, = and she was inme-
diately absorbed in her book again.
Elite produced from the cupboard a
slate sponge, very rough. and gritty,
with which she scrubbed Winifred's
face, holding her meanwhile by her
hair. Then she wiped 1t with a few
rough dabs Of her pocket handkerchief
which was anything but spoil
clean. After that she dressed her in
one or two Hitting garments, twist
ing and screWing her limbs Ecarelessly
about while she did 50. Then came the
hair dressing process, which was per-
.haps the most painful of any, for the
cruel Elite actually fastened the hair
back with a pin run straight through
the scalp.
How dare YOU! how dare you.
shrieked the HELPLESS Winifred. Il
will punish You for this.