"No," said Tom's right foot, "you let me go first."
And they began all over again.
Suddenly Tom's left ear remarked to Tom's right ear, "Perhaps, the silly things will set out together."
"The very thing to do," cried both feet, and they started off. This left Tom without a leg to stand on. So he fell down and bruised them both.
They were black and blue for three whole days.
WHAT HAPPENED TO THE WAX DOLL
The wax doll went to visit the rag doll and sat in a sunny window, where the people passing might admire her.
"How handsome you are," said the rag doll. "I wish I had large blue eyes and red and white cheeks. That white silk dress is very becoming."
The wax doll only stared and smiled.
"Towser, the dog, leads me a life of it," went on the rag doll. She felt she must make conversation for her guest. "Why," said she, "the other day he tore me almost to pieces, when—" She stopped suddenly. Something dreadful was happening to the wax doll. Her face was running down on her white silk dress.
Just then in came the little girl who owned the dolls. "Dear, dear me," said she, "the wax doll has melted," and she threw her into a corner.
