OUR STORY

Bay of Plenty Beacon, Volume 6, Issue 82, 18 June 1943, Page 6

OUR STORY

ROSABEL GETS THERE FIRST

"In the coal scuttle, as usual/' said Suzettc Jones, Availing up from a comfortable sleep, for if you are made of Avorsted you sleep just as comfortably in the coal scuttle as anyAA'here else. "E wonder Avhy those children so often leaA'e me in the coal scuttle. I wonder where, they ha\-e left Annabel and Rosabel. Of course they are more careful of Rosabel because she has. clothes and sometimes they put her to bed in the doll house. 1 think if they haven't put her to be:d in the doll house I Avill go to bed there mj r self for a change." Suzette Jones Avas one of three dolls. There AA'as Suzette herself for one, made of AA'orsted Avith buttons for eyes, and the others were.. Rosabel Robinson and Annabel Smith. Rosabel Robinson had a ay ax head and a beautiful complexion and flaxen hair and blue, eyes and. several different suits of clothes, and when she was squeezed she said "Marmar! Marmar!" in a pretty voice. Annabel Smith Avas made of rubber and Avas hollow inside and had hardly any clothes at all and Avhcn she ay as squeezed she whistled through the back of her head. "Well, I guess 111 get up,'" said Suzette Jones to herself. So. she rolled over and over on the coal till she came to the edge. And then she rolled over the edge and fell .off toward the iloor because ii you're made of worsted it s, easier to fall off anything than to climb doAvn. But instead of landing on the playroom floor she landed on something that whistled. "Excuse me, Annabel Smith," said Suzettc. "I didn't knoAV you Avere there, really." •'No harm, done. Suzette," said Annabel Smith. "You did make mewhistle, though." "Their parents." said Suzette., "AA'ould object if they knew the Ava> those children leaA'e their toys lying about." "They'd object too," said Annabel, "if they knew the Avar Josephine, the. maid, doesn't lix this room i<p until till just before breakfast instead of just after the children havu

gone to bed." "Just as well they don't know, said Suzette. "How did 3" ou like tlic oatoy somebo.ly brought to visit this children this afternoon?" "Not much," said Annabel. "It squeezed me too hard. But 1 was J too big for it to get into its mouth.'' "It squeezed me, too,"' said Suzette. "And then it lit lei me upside down by one leg. I didn't think much of it either. I'm going to fm•sn the niii'nt in Rosabel's bed mile s they put her to bed in it."* "Not if I get there lirst," said Annabe, Smith, bouncing to her feet. "Race you to the doll house."

"I'll get there first,'" said Suzette Jones, starting ofl" on her worsted feet. Stizette and Annabel raced across the playroom and arrived .side by side at Rosabel Robinson's bed. Rosabel Robinson was in it. sound asleep. Her big blue eyes were closed and her 11 ax en hair spread on the pillow. "Plow sweet she looks," said. Annabel Smith. "It would be simply cruel to wake her up," said Suzette Jones.