Dotty Dimple Out West

rther away from the city, Dotty saw more clearly tha

d you ever breathe such a

p' we read of in German fairy tales," said Mrs.

for they liked to hear her exclamations of wonder

'Ria? Didn't you say it was made

o long ago, Dotty, that the

d they put t

, Dotty," said Flyaway, severely

own, Dotty, on account

Aunt

roads are so muddy that you might lose off your overshoes if i

ng in the mud, and, when some one offered to help him out, he repl

rse 'way down ou

he hossy, Un

nder him, it was a figure of speech, which we call hyperbole; he on

cause Jennie Vance tells them a great dea

tell untrue things expecting

mma made a bushel of currant wine last summer, u

goorl, and can walk," sa

a baby, you precious

sigh of relief. She was very sensitive on the point of age, an

we going?" as

ill tell you how far Mr. Skeels, one of our oldest nativ

s a 'scree

uman voice can be

hat the birds in the trees took to their wings in alarm. Katie chimed in with a

ots,'" said Mrs. Clifford, laughing; "but I hope it wil

on old and weat

oice language of the backwoodsmen, as a 'briar-patch;'

' Aunt 'Ria?

echoed Katie;

auntie! When the wind blows it, it winks so softly! W

ery rich. Look on the other side of the road

e, nor a boy either! It would take a pr

ho did not consider any of Dotty's sentences compl

ger than our

as if they grew, and gr

n imitation of branches, and jumping so high that her mother was o

e trees, we can peep like a spy-glass, ri

e, stretching her neck and

d Mr. Parlin, reverently. "These trees have no u

long green dangle, dripping down from

is um, Un

tree. It is called a 'tree-thief,' because i

ree knows it. A thief comes in the night, when there d

ing her eyes to look at she knew not

id Mrs. Clifford, "was overflowed last spring by the ri

y river," said Dotty, thoughtfully; "it looks some like a

replied Katie,

uses whose chimneys were in

d Dotty; "theres a house

leaving room for the air to pass under the floor, and for

o when they want to go down ce

thirst. Mr. Parlin gave the reins to Mrs. Clifford, and stepp

s hard to tell. When Mr. Parlin asked for water, the woman wiped her forehead with her apron, and replied, "O, yes, stranger," and one

ord, when they were all on their way

whittled nose, and a box

d Katie; "four, fiv

t contained a black imperial rose; so the occupants have an eye for beauty, after a

squash-shell," cried Dotty

oo; and I fink it's velly fun

rriage, and at some distance, in ord

s Enlargement,' and cannot comfortably ride any farther. The lot

allment;" and the confusion of ideas was very natural. It was the place where Grace and the "Princess of the Ruby Seal" had gone, som