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go to the lower drawer in my mahogany high-
boy and get me something to dress this child
with! There is a long white dress there that
Willie was baptized in, and a flannel shirt and
bands and embroidered skirts. Bring every-
thing there is!"

Lucia looked troubled, but Mrs. Ferris had
only a happy expression as she cradled the doll
in her arms. Bessie, who knew that there were
no baby clothes in the highboy, also knew
where they were to be found. "Wait a moment,
Mrs. Ferris," said she, as she slipped out from
the door and flew up to the attic with the key
to a trunk. What a blessing it would be if this
doll would prove a distraction! But one never
could tell.

Lucia glanced around uneasily, but saw,
through a door that stood ajar, that the maid
was moving about there and was within call.
"Do you think the doll pretty, Grandmother!"
she asked. But Mrs. Ferris was now turning
the doll over with a puzzled expression. "Its
hair is so long," she said.

Then Lucia had a bright idea. "Wait till I
get the other doll they sent out," she said, "I
decided to take this one because I think it is
prettier. But perhaps you will like the other
better. It looks like a real baby."


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