"
"Toddie, do you want uncle to whip you?"
"No."
"Then lie still."
"Well, Ize lost my dolly, an' I tant find her anywhere."
"Well, I'll find her for you in the morning."
"Oo--oo--ee--I wants my dolly."
"Well, I tell you I'll find her for you in the morning."
"I want her NOW--oo--oo--"
"You can't have her now, so you can go to sleep."
"Oh--oo--oo--oo--ee--"
Springing madly to my feet, I started for the offender's room. I
encountered a door ajar by the way, my forehead being first to
discover it. I ground my teeth, lit a candle, and said something--
no matter what.
"Oh, you said a bad swear!" ejaculated Toddie. "You won't go to
heaven when you die."
"Neither will you, if you howl like a little, demon all night. Are
you going to be quiet, now?"
"Yesh, but I wants my dolly."
"_I_ don't know where your dolly is--do you suppose I'm going to
search this entire house for that confounded dolly?"
"'TAIN'T 'founded. I wants my dolly." "I don't know where it is;
you don't think I stole your dolly, do you?"
"Well, I wants it, in de bed wif me."
"Charles," said I, "when you arise in morning, I hope your doll
will be found. At present, however, you must be resigned and go to
sleep. I'll cover you up nicely;" here I began to rearrange the
bed-clothing, when the fateful dolly, source of all my woes,
tumbled out of them.
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