i64 . THE ACCIDENT.

up to Weff’s satisfaction, all alone by
herself on the playroom shelf, in the red
shawl and the white one, Grace was
sent back. Burr brought her with his

master’s compliments, and Weff pounced
on the dear old doll with a cry of delight.
No, she was not so very much hurt after
all! The grass on to which she had fallen
was soft. Her one blue eye, to be sure,
was jerked from its socket, and, with
the other, rattled about loosely in her
head. But this was all.

 

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