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By Beta Breuil, Author of the scenario and of " Tho your Sins be as Scarlet
6 i (\0-ll ! See 'ittle baby !" cried \J Toddletots to Dollydee.
These little persons were sitting on the front steps, turning the leaves of a ponderous picture book, but it was not the book that occasioned the exclamation, nor was it the pictures. A lady was passing by, pushing a quaint little cart, in which reposed a little bundle of humanity, and it was this that had aroused Toddletot's curiosity. Dollydee's attention having been attracted to the object of interest, that young lady proceeded to survey the situation, and, after a moment's reflection, quite made up her feminine mind.
"Nice 'ittle baby!" she announced, in a tone which indicated that she had rendered her decision after mature deliberation. But, no sooner had the curly-haired young mother passed on, with her precious burden, than there came into view another parcel of individuals which were fully as interesting as the first. The leader of this imposing party was also a young woman, but her skin was dark, and, tho her hair was also curly, they were small black curls, almost knots, and very numerous. She also possessed a vehicle, a queer little wagon, and this cart contained two plump brown babies with jet-black eyes. And, that was not all, for in her arms the lady carried a third, just like the others. It was not a baby show, passing in procession, but it just happened that way, and the audience on the front steps were quite entranced at the spectacle.
"Wonder why we've dot no babies in ar house !" exclaimed Toddletots, reflectively, after the little procession had gone by.
"Dunno, but we 'ill have," responded Dollydee, with decision, and the way she said it was evidence of a strong determination to carry out some carefully laid plan of action.
That night, after Motherkin had comfortably tucked the twain in their little cot, one with a flannel dog and the other with a muslin clown, the plot was partly unfolded to the eager ears of Toddletots.
"Let us pway !" was the way the great plan began to unfold, and Toddletots opened wide his big, round eyes.
Then, both climbed out, knelt down, closed their eyes, and looked very pious. The flannel dog and the muslin clown were also enlisted in the cause, and, tho they failed to close their eyes very tightly, they both looked very devout.
"Please, Dod," began Dollydee, with hands clasped over her forehead in humble supplication, "please div us a bruvver an' sisser. Amen !"
How could the good Lord let a prayer like that go unanswered?
The next morning, as usual, Toddletots and Dollydee went out to feed the chickens. In the nest were two white eggs, just the kind from which they had many times seen hatched out the lovliest, fluffiest, downiest, little, yellow chicks. Motherkin had explained the whole process to them, as the mother hens clucked proudly over their broods, and it had made an impression on Dollydee. This impression was the seed from which had grown the great idea which had taken possession of her fertile mind. She thought of their babyless home. She reasoned it out that it was a very simple matter to get a brother and sister. I f the hens could
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