“Dear Santa—Please bring me a sleeping doll. Even if you can’t spare one, if you would just let me hold one a moment and sing it to sleep once I will be glad. I am a good girl.
“Elsie.”
“‘See her! Isn’t she dear?’ cried Anna Belle, as she peeped in the window to see a beautiful plump little girl fast asleep.
“‘She looks like a sleeping doll herself. Will she get the doll, do you think?’
“‘I hope so. It all depends,’ said the Fairy.
“They floated along for some time, and presently went down to hover over some children looking in the window of a toy store.
“Wistful little faces they had, and their clothes told Anna Belle they must get their fun out of just looking.
“Farther on in front of the candy store huddled a shabby crowd, gazing at the sparkling goodies.
“‘Come away, please, I don’t want to see any more. Surely they aren’t happy,’ cried Anna Belle.