Dotty Dimple at Play
and the whole household was ready to listen. Norah would stand with a dish or a rolling-pin in her han
ing her caps, let the starch boil over on the stove; and at another time Mrs. Parlin was so
said before, while this excitement lasted Miss Dimple was in a state of jubilee. But by and by the novelty wore off; she had told the family everything she could possibly think of, and now longed for a
now is my time to play," said she to herself, "and I
iresome. If she had only had something to do, I am almost sure she
ounter gave her the right shades, and she slowly started for home. It was about four o'clock
eepy very early nowadays, and goes to bed right in the middle of
g an opposite corner, and, as usual, the si
ROSENBERG INVITES
g, come over here
do YOU do? Only I wish yo
in your name if you don't want to be call
aven't, Do
glove, and took 'most the whole care of myself. Went to the Blind 'Syl
ut it?" said Lina Rosenberg, looking as beguiling
hat her mother would n
id not like to say that
worsteds, and now
me to-day, 'Do you bring Dotty Dimple home to supp
ance at the sky, then
do you drin
, 'most
to sit down at the very table with them. She had an invitation from the head of the family, and that was something wh
you a little way, Li
Mandoline or any of her family; but Dotty t
ith Lina Rosenberg!' Now I can 'most always forget easy enough; but when
ner they met Susy, who had
he, "what are you do
e up very
s with me, Susy Parlin, to
ank into her boots; for she had never known
y to-day,> and her mother had just served a customer with a p
at that price; we are goin
t a tree which grew out of the brick pavement. It was a large, scrawny tree, which looked as if it was obliged to live there, but didn't want to, and had tried in vain t
d he would injure the patent wash-board. Then Jacob, who had been waiting for the shaking, and would
ments. Just now she went to spreading pumpkin-seeds to dry under the stove. She was not expec
berg?" said she. "Take off your hat and hang it over them to
to go up chamber to see my pretty th
ch 'em home here, and then crawl out of it by lying! Besides, you've got to knit.
he hated the very sight of them; and when she stood up again, Dotty observed that
ndoline, with a winnin
girl that gave me
le-book; but it had been in return for some maple sugar, wh
Mrs. Rosenberg, with a sha
an I did before. That's a name
Parlin,
stairs out of my way; but mind, you
eption, and would have rushed out of
tep," said she, "I
on the occasion to those of a person whom "the mayor is putting in the lockup." Indeed, the "lock-up" was Dotty's dream of all the horr
hung paper bags of dried herbs; for, besides being a housekeeper and clerk, Mrs. Rose
roes and heroines. Mandoline was an artist in he! way, and these figures were clad in the most brilliant costumes of silver and gold. Dotty was dazzled. Ne
ecstasy, "where do you g
" replied the
asing. It was hard to keep so much as an apple or a pepper
you'll let me have your ring; and it isn't
d her finge
y dony pearl, Lina, if it is
Rosenberg's sharp voice from
and taking her knitting from the top of it; "that's alwa
ecause she wished to hear any of Dotty's brilliant stories, for she had not asked a single
thought Miss Dimple; "and if she had
readfully afraid of her mother, and, in her eagerness to be found hard at work, she rattled her needles very fast, while her fingers wandered aimlessly about among the stitches. Mrs. Ros
eyes. Mrs. Rosenberg scolded so hard that the paper bags overhead seemed to
e gentle, low-voiced woman who takes you in her lap, and kindly reproves you when you have done wrong. No; there are very different
her, had learned to deceive. Still Mrs. Rosenberg loved Mandoline, and would have been
n stairs, and left the
a low voice. "She's
Lina. Tell me where you hided m
after supper, you littl
et out of it. Mandoline would not produce the missing hat, and it was no light matter for Dotty to go down stairs, among the noisy, quarrelsome children, and beg the severe Mrs. Rosenberg to take her part. If she did so, perhaps the woman would