XIV.
Having put Felicia in the bath-tub, Bessie sat down in a chair before her, and said, "There are not many dolls, little lady, that have such a kind, loving mother as I am. You ought to be very good and grateful."
Here dolly slipped down in the bath-tub, and her nice blooming face was all soaked in the hot water. When Bessie took her out, you would hardly have known Felicia for the same doll. Her head, which was of wax, was quite ruined; and her whole body was out of shape and spoiled.
Bessie ran crying to her mother: but her mother said, "You do not deserve to have another doll."
