"Oh, my doll! My lovely, big, new Christmas doll!" cried Susie. "I had her to school with me, for we are learning to sew in our class, and I was making my dollie a new dress, and—and—" and then poor Susie cried so hard that she couldn't talk.
"Don't tell me some one took your doll away from you!" exclaimed Uncle Wiggily.
"If they did I'll go after them and get it back for you!" cried Jackie Bow Wow.
"So will I!" said Peetie and Billie and Johnnie.
"No, it isn't that," spoke the little rabbit girl. "But as I was walking along, with my dollie in my arms, all of a sudden she slipped out, fell into this big snowbank, and I can't find her! She's all covered up. Boo hoo! Hoo boo!"
"Oh, don't take on so," said Uncle Wiggily kindly. "We will all help you hunt for your dollie; won't we, boys?"
"Sure!" cried Peetie and Jackie and Billie and Johnnie.
So they all got sticks and poked in the snow bank, Uncle Wiggily poking harder than anybody, but it was of no use. They couldn't seem to find that lost doll.
"She must be very deep under the snow!" said Uncle Wiggily.
"Oh, I'll never see her again!" cried Susie. "My big, beautiful Christmas doll. Boo-hoo! Hoo-boo!"