“ CARROTS.”

“T would buy Floss such a most beautiful doll!
I wish I had some money.”

For the moment he forgot about the hoops
and the “plan,” and sat down on a little stool
with one of the unhappiest-looking of the dolls
in his arms.

“JT wish I could buy you a new face, poor
dolly!” he said. “I wish I had some money.”

He got up again to put poor dolly back into
her corner. As he was smoothing down the
paper which lined the drawer, he felt something
hard close to dolly’s foot; he pushed away the
dolls to see. There, almost hidden by a crum-
ple in the paper, lay a tiny little piece of
money —a little shining picce, about the size
of a sixpence, only a different color.

“A yellow sixpenny! Oh, how nice!” thought .
Carrots, as he seized it. “I wonder if Floss
knowed it was there. It would just do to buy
anew doll. I wzsk I could go to the toy-shop
to buy one to surprise Floss. I won’t tell
Floss I’ve found it, I'll keep it for a secret,
and some day I'll buy Floss a new doll. I’m