PLAY DAYS
where I supposed that Dinah and the other dolls lived.
Eager to see the interior of this miniature dwelling, I went through the yard, and peeped in at one of the windows. There I saw Dinah's orderly kitchen, and through the open door of the pantry, on a shelf, a small slice of ham and a pan of tiny eggs, ready, I supposed, for the morning meal. How I longed to stay and watch her prepare it!
At another window I gazed into the large room where the picture children on the walls were still skipping rope and rolling hoops. There, too, was the fireplace, in front of which Janie and Rosabell had their visit with Santa Claus.
This was where the children of the village had
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