Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1904-08-27
Why the Dolls Went to Boarding
School.
From the Galveston News.

From the Galveston News.
The family of dolls were silently con-
templating their young mistress at her
nursery tea when Miss Fanchon. the Paris
ian beauty began rolling her eyes at the
Young Brave of the Wabash as the lnuian
doll was called. The Young Brave returned
the glances with interest and Miss Fan
chon whispered:
do you know. l think she seems d.scoh-
ISOLATE tonight
When the dolls said she they always
meant Mary Marcella, their little mistress,
so the Young Brave of the Wabash looked
over at Mary Marcella and grunteo as III
telligently a brave might do
AN affair of the heart? questioned Tue
sentimental German gentleman DOLL VINO
reclined in an attitude of careless ease Oh
the hearth rug. ~ al,
He, he, he, laughed the oman con,
whose duty IT was to sit beside the infant
in long clothes.
Just then Marcella finished her tea and
anne over to where the dolls were gathered
Il suppose l must begin packing Sn Hu
away she said looking sadly at the dolls
for tomorrow will be the last day. she
picked up Miss Fanchon tenderly. and two
large, round tears rolled down her cheekS.
Yes she continued, Il must pack you
away forever. for l am going to boarding
school, and one is not supposed to take
dolls to boarding school,
The speechless agony with which the
haps never be understood. Dinah fell out
of her chair in a faint, the infant uttered
shrek, and Fanchon forgot TOR once 10
roll her eyes and shut them instead
But the India rubber doll took no Fart
IN their demonstrations, for he had rolled
into the passage on an exploring expedi-
ton and was just in the path of Marceila
papa and his guests when they passed on
their way to the laboratory, where Mar
cella's papa worked out all manner OF Won
derful things. which were 50 far ahead OF
the times that he forgot all about the pres
ent. Although he stumbled over the rubber
doll. he would have passed it by had it not
suueaked loudly and bounced very high
when the professor took his foot away.
Even a professor cannot help being a
trifie disturbed dt such a demonstration
This must be one of Marcella's dolls.
he said, as he picked the rubber doll up.
and the remark seemed to recall something
to his mind, for he added rather abruptly
to the younger professor, who was Win
him:
My little daughter, you know, she's go
ing away to boarding school in day or
two. I'll leave this to the nursery. He
was much aroused by the rubber doll,
which continued to squeak even after 1T
had been picked up, that he actually no
ticed while he was handing the doll 10
Mary Marcella, that she had been crying
why, what is the matter" he asked
and he looked IN a puzzled way at the
large packing case and the dolls on the
hearth rug. Are you packing your dolls
NO" said Marcella, bravely; they are
not going. Great-aunt Caroline says that
one is not expected to take dolls to board
ing school. They make ones room 50 dis
orderly
But, perhaps. suggested Marcellas
papa who was just clever about dolls
as about anything else when he was once
aroused to the sense of their paramount i'm
portance, boarding schools have changed
since Aunt Caroline's day. l am quite GER
tain the one to which you are going will
not object to dolls.
And when a few days later Marcella
and her belongings were received OF the
boarding school her papa was particularly
about a pecuiarlooking hamper and an
even more pecular-looking frame box,
out of which there emerged the entire fam :
| lily of dolls and most commodious doll
mansion, which exactly fitted into a corner
of Mary Marcella's small dormitory divi-
sion. and in which, at her papa's request,
particularly elegant apartment re-
served for the rubber doll.