In less than half a minute Dorothy was in his arms, and he had caught her up, and put her on his shoulder.
Dorothy waved her flag, and jumped up and down on Papa’s shoulder, and cried, “Three cheers for the red, white and blue! three cheers for me!” and all the soldiers shouted and cheered and laughed, and so Dorothy and the procession went on their way all through the village.
TOTTY’S CHRISTMAS.
They call me Totty, because I am small. I had a funny Christmas, and Mamma said I might tell about it.
I have the scarlet fever, and I live all alone with my Mamma in her room. Nobody comes in ’cept the doctor, and he says he sha’n’t come any more to see a girl who feels as well as I do.
Mamma wears a cap and an apron, and we have our own dishes, just like play, and she washes them in a bright tin pan, and then I have the pan for a drum, and beat on it till she says she shall fly.
I always stop then, for I do think I should be frightened to see Mamma fly. Besides, she might fly away.
Well, yesterday was Christmas, and I could get out of bed and sit up in a chair; it was the first time.
So I sat up to dinner, and it was a partridge, but we played it was a turkey. There was jelly and macaroni, and for desert we had grapes and oranges. Mamma made it all look pretty, and Papa gave her roses through the door, and she put them all over the table.