"I'm so mizh-a-ble for a
dol-ly, mam-ma!"
Mam-ma sat up long af-ter
her lit-tle girl was a-sleep and
thought a-bout it; and the next
morn-ing, when I-da woke,
there sat a dol-ly on the bu-
reau star-ing at her, a queer,
queer thing, but I-da knew
it was sure-ly a doll.