. The story of live dolls : being an account of how, on a certain June . e sun! And now they found they were near-ing the beach. They could hear theocean roaring, and could see the wavescreeping up and rolling over with thatgreat swish, which once heard is neverforgotten, and is sweetest music tolovers of the sea. The buses stopped, then all tum-bled out and made a mad rush for thewater. Oh, the beauty of it all! Howsweet the air was! Who can breathethat delightful, salty odor and not loveit? They played in the sand and 87 THE STORY OF LIVE DOLLS gathered shells until eleven oclock,
. The story of live dolls : being an account of how, on a certain June . e sun! And now they found they were near-ing the beach. They could hear theocean roaring, and could see the wavescreeping up and rolling over with thatgreat swish, which once heard is neverforgotten, and is sweetest music tolovers of the sea. The buses stopped, then all tum-bled out and made a mad rush for thewater. Oh, the beauty of it all! Howsweet the air was! Who can breathethat delightful, salty odor and not loveit? They played in the sand and 87 THE STORY OF LIVE DOLLS gathered shells until eleven oclock,when the air was warmer, and mammasaid they might put on their bathingsuits. But what will the dollies do? Janies doll waved her mysteriouspackage, and every other doll wavedone also, crying: Wait and you will see/ Then all disappeared in the bath-houses; the gins hurried into their suitsand awaited the dollies reappearancewith the greatest impatience. Whenthey finally came they pranced aroundthem and cried, Oh, you darlings,where did you get them? And no THE STORY OF LIVE DOLLS. wonder, for they were clad in the gay-est little bathing suits you ever saw,with all the colors of the rainbow. How pretty they looked skippingabout! They had a merry game oftag, while waiting for the dolls grand-mammas to disrobe, and made a beau-tiful picture, dotting the sand with dainty bits of bright color. At last 89 THE STORY OF LIVE DOLLS all were ready, and they plunged intothe surf. Such fun as they had! The storm had made frothy, snowywaves, which came in faster and faster,tumbling over each other, as if to seeivhich would reach the shore first. Thechildren and dolls took hold of handsand rushed in among them, only to behurled back in one confused mass oflegs, arms and heads. For a momentit would have been hard for an on-looker to tell just what it was, butthe tangle soon unraveled, and theperformance was repeated with an ac-companiment of wild shrieks of laugh-ter, as the waves rushed over
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