issors, so as entirely
to destroy the eye. Not content with this, she spoiled the other eye in
the same manner.

"Now your doll isn't so good as mine, any how," said she to herself, as
she put the poor spoiled lady back into the drawer.

I would not have a little girl feel as she felt then for all the world.
Her heart was full of envy and wickedness. To gratify her ill feeling
she had thrust the scissors into the eyes of the doll. She knew how
badly her sister would feel, but she did not care for this. Now Lady
Jane was the best doll, and she did not care for any thing else.

She staid in the room but a few moments. Closing the drawer, she
hastened down stairs, and took a seat by the fire. She tried to look as
though nothing had happened; but she was sour and sullen, for she felt
that she had done a very naughty act.

"Come, Katy; let us go up stairs, and play with the dollies again," said
Nellie, when she had got through with her supper.

"I don't want to," replied she, without even looking at her sister.

"Do come, Katy."

"I tell you I don't want to," snarled she.

"You can bring your dolly down stairs, and play with her here, Nellie,"
said her mother.

"May I, mother?"

"You may--take a light with you."

"I don't want any light, mother; I can find her just as well in the
dark;" and away she ran to get the doll.

Don't you think Katy trembled then? She did tremble, like a leaf, and
wished she had not done the naughty deed. In a moment Nellie would
return with poor Miss Dolly, whose eyes had been spoiled with the
scissors. She did not think it would be found out so soon, and she could
not think what to say before the doll came down.

She felt just as though she should sink through the floor, when Nellie
came into the room with the doll in her arms. There would be an awful
time in a moment, and her father and mother would want to know who had
spoiled Miss Dolly's eyes.

They knew she had been up stairs since tea, and they would charge her
with the naughty act. She meant to deny it, for those who are wicked
enough to do such things are almost always wicked enough to lie about
them.

"Now won't you and I have a nice time, Dolly?" said Nellie, as she
rushed into the sitting room, with the doll in her arms. "Come, Katy,
let's play Dolly is the queen of England."

"I don't want to play."

"Well--won't you make me a crown for her?"

"I can't."

Katy was waiting for her sister to find out the mischie