the yellow
warts, made very prominent features.

This doll was the comfort of Dilly's life. The yellow noses were worn
quite flat with her kisses, and she never had a trouble which was not
poured into the two sympathizing ears, owned in common by Arabella and
Angelina.

The afternoon of the party came, and Dilly, with her doll, watched the
gay little folks gather on the lawn in front of Mildred's home. She
soon became interested in their play, and quite forgot that she was not
one of them, in her excitement over a game of hide-and-seek. Presently
Mrs. Fuller called them for some pleasant surprise, and they all ran in,
leaving their dolls leaning against the piazza.

There was nothing more to see. Dilly was gathering up her doll, when
something made her spring up and cry out.

Rover, Johnny Cooper's dog, shot past her, barking loudly, his eyes
gleaming with mischief.

Rover was the terror of every little girl in the neighborhood. Johnny
sometimes teased his sisters by sending Rover after their dolls. Rover
liked the sport, and came to think that dolls were his natural prey.
Next to a big bone, there was nothing that delighted him so much as to
shake a doll to pieces. He had seen the long row of dainty little
figures, and was dashing towards them. Dilly ran after him, threatening
and coaxing, but he did not notice her. Then she waved her turkey-red
handkerchief, and screamed as loudly as she could, to attract someone's
attention. But no one came.

Dilly thought of just one thing she could do. A last kiss on Arabella's
face, and then--"Rover!"

The cry sounded so sharp and strange that Rover turned his head.
S-w-i-s-h! Right down at his side there swooped such a queer-looking
doll as Rover, with all his varied experience, had never seen. He made a
dash for it.

Dilly darted past him, and, gathering up the dolls, laid them in the
hall, and shut the door. Her apron was over her face when she went down
the walk, but a strange, crunching sound told her what had happened to
her doll.

Mildred found Dilly at home a few minutes later, folding away a little,
ragged doll's cap, and drenching it with tears.

Mildred put her arms around Dilly's neck. "Oh, Dilly," she said, "it was
so beautiful of you! Aunt Lou saw it all from the window. I'm so 'shamed
to think how I've treated you. Do you think you could forgive me? If you
could I'd love you all my life."

Dilly forgave her, and, all in her ragged dress, went home wit