Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1912-12-24

10 his eye. resting the little finger and
the edge Of his palm against the thick
glass
"Nioe doggie-me dit nice doggis
Tismas"
Then two little mittenlrss hands
sought shallow pockets In a short cont
and slender red wrists remained open
60 the breath OF the blast
But the other little window wisher
had fixed her attention IN q large doll
IN the farther side Of the show win
dow. II was almost ny large as she,
and II had on II nice dress too be-
cause "a part OF Il showed below the
long coat Why, Il even attracted the
attention OF older folks 80 Little
Sister could not be blamed FOR losing
sight Of Little Brother for few mo-
ments and for allowing herself 10 be-
come absorbed In the wonderful cre-
alton Of Toyland She could not be
niche that great big doll was occu-
pying. what nice shoes II was wear
ing, what beautiful tresses fell about
It's neck, and what warm-lookin
clothing II had on. My! what ward
robe when compared TO the ono the
little window wisher was wearing
she amt no real person" said Lit
tie Sister She's just doll"
All the time she was wondering
why. Santa Claus took something that
didn't have any life about II and fit
fnn 1t In at,ph A
such nice coat and shoes, and why
the shopkeepers gave doll such a
nice warm place. when she,- Little Sis
ter herself a thing that could walk
and talk and could 20 on errands,
that could put cold towel across
mama's forehead when she was sick
ana that could manage Little Brother
through the crowds and bring him
safely home-all the time she was
wondering why everybody was paying
81 much attention to "A mere doll and
such little attention to Little Sister
oalso emangklystotho. ETA O1NsHRL
Then the little window wisher look
ed at her shoes They were all
scuffod up. the heels were worn away
AT one side. ard as she moved one
foot restlessly on the cement Of tho
walk, the flesh could feel that there
was little between II and the cold
stone. She didn't have any mittens-
well. the doll didn't either. but the
doll didn't have TO be outside where
1T was cold and chilly How she
would have delighted In trading her
hair for those pretty
"Lookee at big 'ngeenl" carolled the
other little window wisher.
trading her hair for those pretty
golden curls that were so fluffy that
every time some one opened the door
they fluttered, although the doll stood
away back around the corner from
the entrance where II looked like
not a bit of chill could reach her.
oh. what a magnificent coat that was!
Little Sister could not help but look
at her own old coat. II didn't even
have one button down its front. but
mama had used some big safety pins
in fastening It before she left the
house that afternoon. II was all faded
and frayed too--and look at the
spangles at the bottom Of that skirt!
Little Sisters skirt came only to her
knees. and as she looked at tho pink
hem at It's bottom, she tucked the top
Of her stocking more securely under
an old band garter. And she noticed
there was big hole on the inside
Of
10000 oo!-'orsle nd waggiew His
tiny fingers worked nervously as he
clutched at imaginary reins and drove
a gallant steed through the streets
OF his little mind.
"a big hole on the inside of Il
little below the knee that came almost
showing the bottom hem of short un-
dergarments.
Now. that doll didn't need all that
grand array of clothing--it WAS moth
ing but a doll. and Santa Claus was
mean 10 let Little Sister go tucked out
In III clothing when she needed better
garments-and that old doll didn't
have to be out in the cold, either, and
didn't have any Little Brother to see
after. and
10000 wee--kitty n nuzzer doggie
nd 'atchot!" purred Little Brother,
almost inaudibly. He spread both
arms out on the glass and rested his
red nose against the pane. He looked
through a haze as his breath clouded
the glass.
and
But all the time Little Sister was
thinking Santa Claus hadn't done ex-
actly right in providing so well for.
the doll and so slightly for her, more
than once had her breath come quick
as she felt in her embrace that very
image of artistic design fresh from
the shops OF the Toymakers Oh,
how she did wish to grasp It. to grab
IL, 10 hug It! How she could mother
doll like that! She felt in her heart
that she could mother dozens and
dozens OF them. and was quite sure
that even that many would not be
nearly so troublesome as Little Broth
er Vas. OF course, they couldn't talk.
and Little Brother could, nor could
they go out In the yard and play
with her like Little Brother could,
and no, she wouldn't trade Little
Brother for a whole world full OF
them; but It would be mighty nice to
one of them and Little Brother. too.