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Raggedy Ann Rescues Fido
from Raggedy Ann Stories
It was almost midnight and the dolls were asleep in their beds; all
except Raggedy Ann.
Raggedy lay there, her shoe-button eyes staring straight up at the
ceiling. Every once in a while Raggedy Ann ran her rag hand up through
her yarn hair. She was thinking.
When she had thought for a long, long time, Raggedy Ann raised herself
on her wabbly elbows and said, "I've thought it all out."
At this the other dolls shook each other and raised up saying, "Listen!
Raggedy has thought it all out!"
"Tell us what you have been thinking, dear Raggedy," said the tin
soldier. "We hope they were pleasant thoughts."
"Not very pleasant thoughts!" said Raggedy, as she brushed a tear from
her shoe-button eyes. "You haven't seen Fido all day, have you?"
"Not since early this morning," the French dolly said.
"It has troubled me," said Raggedy, "and if my head was not stuffed with
lovely new white cotton, I am sure it would have ached with the worry!
When Mistress took me into the living-room this afternoon she was
crying, and I heard her mamma say, 'We will find him! He is sure to come
home soon!' and I knew they were talking of Fido! He must be lost!"
The tin soldier jumped out of bed and ran over to Fido's basket, his tin
feet clicking on the floor as he went. "He is not here," he said.
"When I was sitting in the window about noon-time," said the Indian
doll, "I saw Fido and a yellow scraggly dog playing out on the lawn and
they ran out through a hole in the fence!"
"That was Priscilla's dog, Peterkins!" said the French doll.
"I know poor Mistress is very sad on account of Fido," said the Dutch
doll, "because I was in the dining-room at supper-time and I heard her
daddy tell her to eat her supper and he would go out and find Fido; but
I had forgotten all about it until now."
"That is the trouble with all of us except Raggedy Ann!" cried the
little penny doll, in a squeaky voice, "She has to think for all of us!"
"I think it would be a good plan for us to show our love for Mistress
and try and find Fido!" exclaimed Raggedy.
"It is a good plan, Raggedy Ann!" cried all the dolls. "Tell us how to
start about it."
"Well, first let us go out upon the lawn and see if we can track the
dogs!" said Raggedy.
"I can track them easily!" the Indian doll said, "for Indians are good
at trailing things!"
"Then let us waste no more time in talking!" said Raggedy Ann, as she
jumped from bed, followed by the rest.
The nursery window was open, so the dolls helped each other up on the
sill and then jumped to the soft grass below. They fell in all sorts of
queer attitudes, but of course the fall did not hurt them.
At the hole in the fence the Indian doll picked up the trail of the two
dogs, and the dolls, stringing out behind, followed him until they came
to Peterkins' house. Peterkins was surprised to see the strange little
figures in white nighties come stringing up the path to the dog house.
Peterkins was too large to sleep in the nursery, so he had a nice cozy
dog-house under the grape arbor.
"Come in," Peterkins said when he saw and recognized the dolls, so all
the dollies went into Peterkins' house and sat about while Raggedy told
him why they had come.
"It has worried me, too!" said Peterkins, "but I had no way of telling
your mistress where Fido was, for she cannot understand dog language!
For you see," Peterkins continued, "Fido and I were having the grandest
romp over in the park when a great big man with a funny thing on the end
of a stick came running towards us. We barked at him and Fido thought he
was trying to play with us and went up too close and do you know, that
wicked man caught Fido in the thing at the end of the stick and carried
him to a wagon and dumped him in with a lot of other dogs!"
"The Dog Catcher!" cried Raggedy Ann.
"Yes!" said Peterkins, as he wiped his eyes with his paws. "It was the
dog catcher! For I followed the wagon at a distance and I saw him put
all the dogs into a big wire pen, so that none could get out!"
"Then you know the way there, Peterkins?" asked Raggedy Ann.
"Yes, I can find it easily," Peterkins said.
"Then show us the way!" Raggedy Ann cried, "for we must try to rescue
So Peterkins led the way up alleys and across streets, the dolls all
pattering along behind him. It was a strange procession. Once a strange
dog ran out at them, but Peterkins told him to mind his own business and
the strange dog returned to his own yard.
At last they came to the dog catcher's place. Some of the dogs in the
pen were barking at the moon and others were whining and crying.
There was Fido, all covered with mud, and his pretty red ribbon dragging
on the ground. My, but he was glad to see the dolls and Peterkins! All
the dogs came to the side of the pen and twisted their heads from side
to side, gazing in wonder at the queer figures of the dolls.
"We will try and let you out," said Raggedy Ann.
At this all the dogs barked joyfully.
Then Raggedy Ann, the other dolls and Peterkins went to the gate.
The catch was too high for Raggedy Ann to reach, but Peterkins held
Raggedy Ann in his mouth and stood up on his hind legs so that she could
raise the catch.
When the catch was raised, the dogs were so anxious to get out they
pushed and jumped against the gate so hard it flew open, knocking
Peterkins and Raggedy Ann into the mud. Such a yapping and barking was
never heard in the neighborhood as when the dogs swarmed out of the
enclosure, jumping over one another and scrambling about in the mad rush
out the gate.
Fido picked himself up from where he had been rolled by the large dogs
and helped Raggedy Ann to her feet. He, Peterkins, and all the dolls ran
after the pack of dogs, turning the corner just as the dog catcher came
running out of the house in his nightgown to see what was causing the
He stopped in astonishment when he saw the string of dolls in white
nighties pattering down the alley, for he could not imagine what they
Well, you may be sure the dolls thanked Peterkins for his kind
assistance and they and Fido ran on home, for a faint light was
beginning to show in the east where the sun was getting ready to come
When they got to their own home they found an old chair out in the yard
and after a great deal of work they finally dragged it to the window and
thus managed to get into the nursery again.
Fido was very grateful to Raggedy Ann and the other dolls and before he
went to his basket he gave them each a lick on the cheek.
The dolls lost no time in scrambling into bed and pulling up the covers,
for they were very sleepy, but just as they were dozing off, Raggedy Ann
raised herself and said, "If my legs and arms were not stuffed with nice
clean cotton I feel sure they would ache, but being stuffed with nice
clean white cotton, they do not ache and I could not feel happier if my
body were stuffed with sunshine, for I know how pleased and happy
Mistress will be in the morning when she discovers Fido asleep in his
own little basket, safe and sound at home."
And as the dollies by this time were all asleep, Raggedy Ann pulled the
sheet up to her chin and smiled so hard she ripped two stitches out of
the back of her rag head.
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