INTRODUCTION.
Dorothy May was a dear little girl, whose soft eyes met yours with a twinkle in their brown depths. She was very fond of Cousin Ray, a bright-haired boy all curves and dimples, who lived quite near and often came to play with her.
These two little people wondered about the great world around them; about the trees and flowers, the birds and the blue sky.
Of course the fairies loved them, because fairies love all children, and hover around them to whisper strange sounds in their childish ears and picture wonderful sights for their innocent eyes. At least Aunt Polly said so, and told beautiful stories to prove it. But there, if I am going to tell you about the adventures of these two little folks, I must begin with The Funny Pudding.
LITTLE MISS DOROTHY.
CHAPTER I.
THE FUNNY PUDDING.
OROTHY and Ray were making mud pastry on Aunt Polly’s back steps. “Get me a little more water, please; this paste is too thick,” said Dorothy, and Ray brought the water from Aunt Polly’s bright kitchen. They made mud pies and mud cakes and took tiny sticks, with which they traced lines, circles, and faces on them.