ther to stay until Spring.

"Where did you lose your doll, Margy?" asked Dick, stooping down and
leaning over the little girl, who was crying so hard now that she could
hardly see on account of her tears.

"Oh, I--I--don't know," she sobbed. "I--I had her in my arms, and I was
giving her a nice ride and, all of a sudden, I didn't have her any
m-more."

"I guess she slipped out when you went over a bump, or something like
that," said Dick. "But, as I said, if you found her in the ocean, I
guess we can find her when she's only in a snow bank. I never saw the
ocean. Is it very big?"

"Terrible big," answered Rose. "We were down at Cousin Tom's, and a box
was washed up on shore and some Japanese dolls were in it. We each have
one--all except Russ and Laddie, 'cause they're too big to play with
dolls. But now Margy's is lost. But we've two more home, Margy, 'cause
there were half a dozen in the box, and you can have one of them."

"Don't want them!" exclaimed Margy. "I want my own doll that I had on
the sled. Where is she?" And Margy cried harder than ever.

"We'll look," said Dick.

He went into the barn and came out again with a big wooden rake. In
summer the rake was used to clean the lawn. But now it was to be used in
the snow.

"You little girls go up to the top of the hill and sit down on your
sleds," said Dick. "Or, better still, go into the barn, like the robin
in the song, and keep warm. Then I'll look for your doll, Margy."

Then, with the long, wooden rake the man began "combing," as Vi called
it, the snow along the hill. There was no need to look in the middle,
where the sleds slid down, for there the snow was packed hard, and
anything, even smaller than a good-sized Japanese doll, could be seen
easily. But Dick raked on each side in the soft snow.

Pretty soon he cried:

"Hurray!"

"Did you find it?" asked Vi.

"Yes, this time I have it!" replied Dick, and he held up to view Margy's
lost doll. She had fallen into the soft snow, and was not hurt a bit.

"Oh, I'm so glad!" cried Margy.

After the snow had been brushed off the Japanese doll, Margy hugged her
close in her arms.

"I'm never, never, never going to lose you again!" cried the little
girl.

"And we're much obliged to you for finding her," said Rose to Dick.

"Oh, yes, I forgot. Mother said I was always to say thank you, and I
do!" exclaimed Margy. "I could give you a kiss, too, if you wanted it,"
she went on, "and so could my doll