“Yes, Grandma,” she called. “I’ll come right down.” And she looked on the table expecting to see the gingham spread out, but it was nowhere to be seen.
“Look at Mary Marie,” whispered Sewing Bird.
There sat the proud dolly with the gingham pinafore all made and buttoned in place.
“How,—how?” stammered Mary Frances.
“We took her over
To Thimble Land;
Over to our
Fairyland,”
explained Sewing Bird.
“Can I go there some day?” asked Mary Frances.