The slips were shaken up in a hat, and Florence, with eyes shut, drew out Celestine.
"I am glad," she said. "I believe I like that best; it has a sort of a heavenly sound, and my doll is angelic."
"Well, mamma, I will take Rubina. You don't care, do you, Florence?"
"No, indeed. I am glad you like it."
"Now they are named, we will dress them."
"How are you going to dress yours, Dimple?"
"I think I'll have a skirt of the blue and a waist of the pink. No, the other way, will look best, because the velvet is thickest, the skirt of pink and the waist of blue."
"Well, I will have to make my doll's frock of all the same, with velvet trimming. Will that look well?"
"Lovely! What are you going to do with your piece, Bubbles?"
"Make a overskirt for Floridy Alabamy," said Bubbles, importantly.