The Washington times., 1912-09-13
FOR LITTLE FOLK JUST BEFORE BEDTIME
The Sandman's Stories
DRUsILLA's TRIP (Continued)

, get her a hat and shoes and stockings
She never once said thing about a
| dress, and that doll only had on a thin
white slip; but that is just like that
poor doll crossing the ocean and being
cold; all she thought of was some
thing that would be pretty. Well, she.
got, my little mother out of the store,
and there 1 lay. trembling with fear
had given up all hope, when the door
was opened and in came that nurse,
leading my little mother by the hand.
She was crying and screaming L
want my doll; where is my poor Dru-
sllla, ! want her | don't want that
great big doll; / can't hold her in my
arms and love her.
That nurse was trying to make her
stop, but she cried all the louder, and at
last the man had to take me out from
Dehind the legs and arms
You should have seen my little moth
ers face when she saw me: she stopped
I crying and ran toward the man smil-
Ing through her tears and saying you
| darling, Drusilla, you was most scared
| 10 death, wasn't your" Then she
hugged me so tight in her arms that l
was AFRAID L should burst. But / can
tell you, Bobby Jones, / was just as
! glad to see her as she was to see me-
only did not say anything before that
! nurse l wouldn't let her know / cared
bit.
She scolded my little mother all the
way back to the hotel. for the man
| would not give her the money back she
| had paid for the big doll, and she had
| to carry her all the way in her arms,
| and she was heavy. My little mother
would not even look at the big doll, but
kept me in her arms, and every once I'm
] a while she would kiss me, and when
we got back to the hotel that nurse
told them what had happened.
| Everybody laughed and my little
mothers father took her on his knee
and said that is right. daughter. you
stick to your first love, even II she isn't
quite so stylish as the new doll and
| does not talk
| After that my little mother would
! not let me out of her sight. She slept
| with me by her side, and she took me
| every time she went out so that nurse
for she had to see that my clothes were
| fresh looking and that / had ribbon
on my hair that matched the one my
little mother wore, and 1 just knew
that made her angry" -..-.
What became Of the new doll %
| asked Bobby.
| "Oh, they tried to make my little
mother notice 1t, but after while that
trunk and unpacking 1t and she told my
little mothers mother one day that she
| might as well give Ii away, as she
would have to pay duty on It when we
Drusilla was the only doll my little
mother would ever really love So the
big doll was given to n little girl who
came with her mother to bring the laun-
dry home at one of the hotels where We
stopped. They tried to make my little
mother say good-by to the big doll. but
she wouldn't. I did not know her she
said so I do not see my l should bid
her good-by. ! did feel sorry for the
| poor thing, and If 1t hadn't been for
! that nurse should have spoken to her.
but as she was a friend Of hers I did
not notice her. / guess, though, I shall
not have any more trouble with that
nurse. She understands how matters
are and will keep her place in the
| future" .gs.-z -.
Bobby Jones waited a minute. but
Drusilla was nodding, and he knew
the story was ended.
! You certainly did have a narrow
| escape he remarked, "but that you
| had an adventure and little fright
does not matter. does it?"
| "Of course not" answered Drusilla,
'I just could not live without having
an adventure once in a while. Good
1 might, Bobby Jones" ",.-. - -. .'.,'
"Good night" answered Bobby as
the lid closed on him and cut off the
end of the night"
Tomorrow's Story: "a Real Little
FAIRY" ...