64 THE SECOND FROGGY FAIRY BOOK.

Soon she was far from the scenes of dis-
turbance, and back, with her companion, in the
toy rooms. A tiny voice was calling—

“Mamma, mamma!”

And Elsie, seeing no one but the little boy,
asked if there were other children in the palace.

“No. But that voice belongs to a talking
doll.”

“Oh, how lovely!” Elsie clapped her
hands in delight. “Do let’s see dolly!”

A girl doll, with long, light yellow curls,
was discovered to view. The boy took it down
from a shelf, and handed it carefully and gently
to Elsie. He was such a little gallant! So
different was he from Billy Jones, and other
boys of Elsie’s acquaintance. 7/ey teased her
when she played dolls, and Billy once strung
Elsie's pet doll up to a gallows, and pulled off
its head. As the little girl coddled dolly, it
opened its eyes: they were blue as was its
dress, and it had real gloves and shoes and
beautiful, lace trimmed underclothing.

“ What is it dolly, dear?”

“You're my mamma,’ dolly answered.

“Dolly want to walk ?”

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Elsie placed the doll upon the floor. _Imme-
diately, it toddled across the room to an open