The diary of a birthday doll . MAMMA LOVES ME phow, here I am on Mammaip, perfectly, perfectly ;reakfast, she washed my facecarefully (without soap) andnt the prettiest little flowerednighty on me. My poor sick child/ shesaid; you have such beau-tiful eyes, too, and then shekissed my cheeks till Gladyscried, Youll be as white asa sheet, soon. I do hopeshe isnt jealous. Mamma Lu has beenvery sweet to Ted, too; and Im so glad. Shesmoothed his velvet nose in the friendliest way, justbefore she took me on her lap and began to rockme. Theres a beautiful artificial plant on the win-dow-sill
The diary of a birthday doll . MAMMA LOVES ME phow, here I am on Mammaip, perfectly, perfectly ;reakfast, she washed my facecarefully (without soap) andnt the prettiest little flowerednighty on me. My poor sick child/ shesaid; you have such beau-tiful eyes, too, and then shekissed my cheeks till Gladyscried, Youll be as white asa sheet, soon. I do hopeshe isnt jealous. Mamma Lu has beenvery sweet to Ted, too; and Im so glad. Shesmoothed his velvet nose in the friendliest way, justbefore she took me on her lap and began to rockme. Theres a beautiful artificial plant on the win-dow-sill, with two gorgeous red flowers. Youre mypoor sick child, said Mamma Lu when she put itup there, and you must have flowers. Gladys andMaud say that she uses the plant sometimes as a center-piece when she has big tea-parties, in winter. Oh mydear mamma ! How about last Tuesdays tea-party, andthe cough medicine, eh ? But no more of that; its not 85. SATURDAY—MY MAMMA LOVES ME nice of me to think of it, and oh, Mamma Lu haspromised me that I can sleep with her every single night,as soon as my bandage sticks tight! Mamma Lu justsaid to me, I do believe youre going to be my favoritechild, Mary, and for a second my heart stood still withdelight (I think it must have got patched up somehow,in the night). Then I remembered, and I cried outloud: No, Mamma Lu, please dont say so! Thats toomuch, and it wouldnt be fair to Gladys and Maud andTed. I dont want anybody ever to feel as lonely as Ihave felt on account of my Mamma Lu. Please dontforget about Maud and Gladys and Ted. I hope theydidnt hear her; Im sure she didnt mean it. Shesgoing to love us all, all, all! I can hear the sparrows chirping in a duet. Thats what we like to see—just such a pretty familyscene. We are sure that we were mistaken last Thurs-day, and that this little girl before us is still the little girlwe admire. Please, young Lucy, dont forget us; Springwill soon b
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