The Birmingham age-herald., 1905-04-16
Anna May and Polly or The Story of the Pickleses and the Tickleses.
BY MAUD WALKER.

"Ie's play house." said Anna May, seating herself on a footstool and open ing a big white pasteboard box that was crammed full of dolls and doll rags
 'AIl right" agreed Polly. Anna Mays chum, who had just come to spend the afternoon. Who'll you be2"
 .rn be Mrs. Pickles again, and you may be Mrs. Rattles, same as always" answered Anna May.
 "oh, let me be Mrs. Pickles this time" begged Polly, "and you be Mrs. Rattles."
 Both little girls loved to play at being Mrs. Pickles, for in their imaginative minds Mrs. Pickles was most desirable lady to impersonate, for she was sup posed to be very bea9tifui, m very wd@a.ng ra,ug by white shetland pony. Mrs; hattles, on the other hand, was supposed to pc poor sick woman, with a number or very fretted their mother continually. Mrs. Rattles had no carriage, either, and when she was able at all to go out 1t was 10 ride in wheelbarrow pushed by an olo
 Tong days of playing these two fancied characters = Mrs. Pickles and Mrs. Mrs with the parts that they thought Of them
 real ladies. Anna May, being the older of the two tshe was eight years .Ssr part first, and her selection usually T,ll R' tol the beloved. Mrs. Pickles. Polly, of course. must needs take the one left tc her without olv the RTtvesee desire er ehecf to m personate the elegant lady of ease. o who had no children to vex her ana Who adorned herself in royal purple ana ab,a pr,ee woe. derfuf Mrs. Pickles that she had the but, tons on her white kid shoes maoe ,ta oa diamonds. Indeed, Polly was 9nite Ratties, Katie V who n was forever swallowing bit, ter medicine and wearing a cloth wetteu with cold water on her forehead. ,-,on aecared nut "A Anna na" May. You wouldn't
 ST .Yes. i wonld,' insisted Polly. "TD play her just like you do ,,u Rattles.'' said Anna May, determined to not relinquish her hold on the beloved Mrs. Pickles. "Cross my heart and pon my word an honor don't know now to
 aoh. then I'll tell you what les do," cried Polly, new thought coming: Expose we play Mrs. Rattles has got well again, She could easy do that lneh VIII "Blt I'd have to know how to play a woman what has been awful sick, said Anne May, using every argument tEa narson sne oe
 Polly sat quite still, thinking deeply; then the inventive little mind produced another SugBeSllOn. Say II iSii you what let's do; let's. play Mrs. Rnttles Is dead You know the last time l played her she had smallpox. We can play It
 But who will you be If Mrs. Rattles is dead?" inquired Anna May, bit con
 sWhy. l'll-I'n," hesitated Polly, think ing very fast, .sIll be new lGdy, rich and b-u-t-i-ful like Mrs. Pickles. I'll play she has just moved to town"
 But what will we do with Mrs. Rattles children?" asked Anna May, not relishing the idea of letting Mrs. Rattles--the ob- feet of her beloved Mrs. Pickles charity be got rid of. Somebody has got to look Archibald and Willie Rattles, yor know"
 sOh, yes; but I'll tell you what we'll do," quickly explained the ready-wltted litt.e Polly. Well play Mrs. Rattles hau mother, and after Mrs. Rattles died we'll play Gran'ma Rattles came on and took all the children home with her. That'l be awful nice for the children, don't you think so9 We'll play she took gro Cai-iforna," suggested Anna May, who had an uncle living in that far-off land. "S'pose we play the children never newer were heard of any more"
 s.All right" agreed Polly. Now, what sha III I call the new rich lady?"
 Then followed a long argument over names suggested by each till at last they agreed on the name Mrs, Tickles' as being similar to Mrs. Pickles"
 Then dolls were taken out of boxes and playthings were sorted over, as the homes of Mrs. Pickles and Mrs. Tickles were quickly arranged. There were two little tea tables, several doll chairs, bedstead.