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to resemble the color of flesh, and he gave the dolly Bessie's brown eyes and
golden hair and rosy cheeks.
It was really a beautiful thing to look upon, and sure to bring joy to some
childish heart. While Claus was admiring it he heard a knock at his door, and
little Mayrie entered. Her face was sad and her eyes red with continued
weeping.
"
Why, what has grieved you, my dear?" asked Claus, taking the child in his
arms.
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I've--I've--bwoke my tat!" sobbed Mayrie.
How?" he inquired, his eyes twinkling.
I--I dwopped him, an' bwoke off him's tail; an'--an'--then I dwopped him an'
bwoke off him's ear! An'--an' now him's all spoilt!"
Claus laughed.
"
Never mind, Mayrie dear," he said. "How would you like this new dolly,
instead of a cat?"
Mayrie looked at the silk-robed dolly and her eyes grew big with astonishment.
"
Oh, Tlaus!" she cried, clapping her small hands together with rapture; "tan I
have 'at boo'ful lady?"
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"
Do you like it?" he asked.
I love it!" said she. "It's better 'an tats!"
Then take it, dear, and be careful not to break it."
Mayrie took the dolly with a joy that was almost reverent, and her face
dimpled with smiles as she started along the path toward home.
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