Identifier: stnicholasserial392dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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he gazed at the doll, Eliza-beths own cheeks grew very rosy indeed. The doll had soft, curly brown hair, brightblue eyes, a pretty mouth, and could say Mama! I wont climb trees with her —not ever, saidElizabeth. It is in-de-struc-ti-ble, said Miss Field, softly. And then her mama said: Yes, we will take it.And now I would like to look at those littleparasols. Guess whether she bought one, and I will tellyou the answer in the next chapter. 837 838 THE CHEERFUL LITTLE GIRL (July, Chapter II NAMING THE DOLL She did! the parasol had blue and white stripes,with the tiniest forget-me-nots sprinkled overthe white stripes. It opened and shut easily.Elizabeth carried the doll home, but you him into the house, and up into the nursery,where he found, in the cupboard, a two-inch redflag, and hung it out of the window. It s saferfor the neighbors ! said he. Dont you find it interesting to choose names?I do. It is half the fun when there is a new babyin the family. And with ones own doll and ever
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THIS ONE, MAMA DEAR, PLEASE ! (SEE PAGE 837. must nt think Susie Jane was forgotten. She wascarried just as carefully under the other arm. When they reached home, and turned in at thegreen gate, there was Uncle Nathaniel; and helooked fearfully frightened, and jumped behindthe nearest apple-tree. What is the matter, Nathaniel ? asked Mama. Scarlet fever ! cried Uncle Nathaniel, point-ing at the new dolls cheeks. Elizabeth chased so many names to choose from —well, no wonderElizabeth looked beamingly happy, as she sat inher little rocking-chair with the new doll in herlap. Have nt you thought of a name yet? askedher brother Jack, after a few minutes. I couldname the thing right off! Call it Ann. That sa good short name. Oh, Jack ! said Elizabeth, you dont know I9I2-) AND HER CHEERFUL LITTLE DOLL 839 in the least about naming a doll! Shortnessis nt all. It must be a pretty name, and it mustbe after somebody—somebody I love; and it mustbe a name the children around here have nt gotfo

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