“Yes s-s-sir, we will,” cried the Dunce, and he hurried out to tell the good news to the Clown. But as he ran out of the door all thoughts of taffy popped from his tiny head, for he saw a most unusual sight.
Up the walk came six Teenie Weenies staggering under the weight of a big letter and it was addressed to the Teenie Weenies.
The little men dropped the letter on the ground before the shoe house and quickly cut the envelope open with one of their tiny axes.
A piece of paper was folded inside the envelope and the little people soon pulled it out and spread it on the ground.
“Read it, General, read it!” shouted the excited Teenie Weenies.
“All right,” cried the General; “keep quiet and I’ll read it aloud.”
The little folks had been chattering like a lot of magpies, but they instantly held their tiny tongues and gathered closely about the edge of the letter.
“Dear Teenie Weenies,” began the General, “I thought I would write to you and ask you if you would come and live in my doll house. I have a nice doll house and it would make a very nice place for you to live in. I will cook good things for you to eat. You can play with my toys and I have a little toy horse that the Dunce can ride on.
“You can have a pan of water to swim in. I will make beautiful clothes for the Lady of Fashion. I will make cookies for you, and I will make candy too. Please come. I would like to have you come.
“Yours truly, your friend, Helen Meyers.”