THE DOLLS' CHRISTMAS PARTY.





It was the week before Christmas, and the dolls In the toy-shop played

together all night. The biggest one was from Paris.



One night she said, "We ought to have a party before Santa Claus

carries us away to the little girls. I can dance, and I will show you

how."



"I can dance myself if you will pull the string," said a "Jim Crow"

doll.



"What shall we have for supper?" piped a little boy-doll in a Jersey

suit. He was always thinking about eating.



"Oh, dear," cried the French lady, "I don't know what we shall do for

supper!"



"I can get the supper," added a big rag doll. The other dolls had

never liked her very well, but they thanked her now. She had taken

lessons at a cooking-school, and knew how to make cake and candy.

She gave French names to everything she made, and this made it taste

better. Old Mother Hubbard was there, and she said the rag doll did

not know how to cook anything.



They danced in one of the great shop-windows. They opened a toy piano,

and a singing-doll played "Comin' through the Rye," The dolls did

not find that a good tune to dance by; but the lady did not know any

other, although she was the most costly doll in the shop. Then they

wound up a music-box, and danced by that. This did very well for some

tunes; but they had to walk around when it played "Hail Columbia," and

wait for something else.



The "Jim Crow" doll had to dance by himself, for he could do nothing

but a "break-down." He would not dance at all unless some one pulled

his string. A toy monkey did this; but he would not stop when the

dancer was tired.



They had supper on one of the counters. The rag doll placed some boxes

for tables. The supper was of candy, for there was nothing in the shop

to eat but sugar hearts and eggs. The dolls like candy better than

anything else, and the supper was splendid. Patsy McQuirk said he

could not eat candy. He wanted to know what kind of a supper it

was without any potatoes. He got very angry, put his hands into his

pockets, and smoked his pipe. It was very uncivil for him to do so in

company. The smoke made the little ladies sick, and they all tried to

climb into a "horn of plenty" to get out of the way.



Mother Hubbard and the two black waiters tried to sing "I love Little

Pussy;" but the tall one in a brigand hat opened his mouth wide,

that the small dollies were afraid they might fall into it. The clown

raised both arms in wonder, and Jack in the Box sprang up as high as

me could to look down into the fellow's throat.



All the baby-dolls in caps and long dresses had been put to bed. They

woke up when the others were at supper, and began to cry. The big doll

brought them some candy, and that kept them quiet for some time.



The next morning a little girl found the toy piano open. She was sure

the dolls had been playing on it. The grown-up people thought it had

been left open the night before; but they do not understand dolls as

well as little people do.





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