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Money F or Christinas
!*nn was happy because she
loved her grandmother. They
were very poor and the only
Vi ay they could jr*'t money t»
hay food and clothing was by
making and selling rag dolls.
Ann would take the dolls
grandma had made and set!
them on the street. The pret
fiesl ones cost ;V)c Ann hoped
she couid soon help her grand
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Let’s Name Him Bobby
"Ob Grandma!" cried Ann
At, she entered the little cot
tage where she lived, ' ! found
this poor little puppy almost
frozen!’’ And she showed the
little dog to her grandmother.
The kind old lady qnickiy
warmed a saucer of milk and
put it on the floor. The puppy
sniffed at it and began to lick
it up, slowly at first, then fas
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A Happy Decision
MsThta's father was a very
rich and wise man He listened
to Ann’s story .. . litw she had
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him And because he was a
kind man, too, he quickly
jtwde up hlsr mind, “Let’s give
the puppy to Ann, Martha,”
he said, “because that’s where
w B«bbj wants to stay.*' ’®h<'s>
mother make, the doll* for the
old lady’s eyesight was not
too so od and they' needed
money so Partly! Especially
now, for Christmas was com- 1
log, and *he r e was a tree, a
dinner and ihr little gifts to
buy. "Buy my dolls,'' Ann said,
and today people IJU) buy
them! Amt eras happter than
ever
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ter and faster ,his little Uil j
wagging. "May we keep him, j
Grandma? May we .
please?" The old lady smiled.
“Why not?" she said. Ann
jumped for Joy. She had for
gotten all about her loss of the
’money. 'T.-fi’s name him Hob
by,'’ she said And Bobby'*
tail wagged even faster.
be invited Af*.n and her grand
mother to have dinner with
them. On their way, they stop
father insisted on buying a
pretty dress for Ann and one
for her grandma, too. They <
didn't want him to, but he ws«
so kind that they accepted
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I LITTLE PUPPY
[ The Rag Dolls
S One late November day. more
than a hundred years ago in
the quaint old city of New
York, a little girl named Ann
stood watching her grand
mother sewing. Kor as long as
she could remember . . most
of her seven years . . Ann
had lived with the wise and
pleasant old lady, for her own
parents had died when she
was quite small Ann watched
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A Sad Happening
Yea, people had been very nice
to Ann today! Perhaps their
hearts were touched by the
way she stood smiling in the
snow, saying “Please buy my
dolls," At any rate, Ann had
sold most of them. She had
more than two whole dollars!
She stood counting her money
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Bobby Learns F ast j
Bobby quickly became part of
the little household He would
romp and play with the bright
pieces of cloth left over from
making doll clothes, He
learned to sit up and beg, to
roll over, to jump and bark
on command. He would wel
come Ann home each day by
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An Even Happier One
What a wonderfnl dinner!
More food than Ann had ever
seen at one time, a tremen
dous turkey with all the fix
ing* , wen jpybby *
big piece. Ann and her grand •
mother met Martha's mother,
i a sweet and lovely lady. And
In Martha, Ann knew’ site had
found a teal friend! As the ice
, cream was served, Martha
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her grandmother closely for
she was making rag dolls,
dozens of them, out of ®*d i
clean socks , . . with shoe but
tons for eyes. The old lady
stuffed them with sawdust and
‘dressed them In clothes made
out of bright, pieces of cloth.
■‘Soon. Ann." her grandmother
said, "you will learn how to
make dolls, too!" Arid Ann felt
very happy!
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happily . , hilt suddenly two
hoys ran by. They knocked
Ann over and her remaining
dolls fell into the snow But
worst of all . . , her precious j
coin* flew out of her hands I
and were lost in a. deep snow
drift beyond recovery!
barking excitedly. Ai night be
slept on the foot, of Ann’s bed;
he would wake her each morn
ing by licking her face. Ann
made a little leash for him
and took him for wafks, Bob
by loved the little girl and
her grandmother. But he loved
Ann best
whispered to her mother for
» moment. Then her mother
said, “Martha wants me to ask
you both if yon will stay here
llv* wbh us. Wtl* y?«i* i
Bobby too, of course ” Ann mi
too happy to even talk, bet
her grandmother unsw/ered, “If j
you really want us, yes! Wr’li
stay.” j
Kiddies-Get out your
crayons and water-colors
and have fun painting
the pictures in this timely
Christmas story-You
will enjoy it!
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WEEK ENDING SATURDAY DECEMBER 27, 1952
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Whine in The Doorway
Ann grew panicky. She had
to find the money somehow!
Taking off her mittens, she
dug into the deep snow' for the
coins, dug until her little hand#
were stiff and cold. But alt she
could find was one jwnjnv. It
was getting dark and turning
colder. Her grandmother would
be worried. So, crying softly,
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Bobby Is Recognized
The days paxesd swiftly. It
was almost Christmas. Otte
bright winter day Ann and her
grandmother took Bobby for
a walk tn Washington Square.
Bobby was proud in a little
sweater than Ann’s grand
mother had knitted for him.
They walked past a park bench
A Merry Christmas
For Ann
And so Ann and her grand
mother left their tiny cottage,
for good . . and went to live
with Martha and her parent*
in their beautiful home on
Washington Square. Ann and
Martha loved each other like
sister*, and Bobby loved them
both . , . though I think he
loved best the little girl whq
had found him when he wjk
so cold and hungry. And with
the help of Martha’* father,
Ann’s grandmother started a
factory to make rag dolls and
*be picked tip her soiled, wet
doils and started slowly home,
She was only a block from
home when she heard * faint
and pitiful whine from a door
way. Ann turned toward the
sound . . , and there, huddled
on the doorstep, was a tiny
puppy, the coldest, wettest
puppy she had ever seen!
where a little girl was sitting
with her father. As the dog
walked by, the child stood up
In sudden excitement. She
selred her father’s arm and ‘
started to run after Ann and
the little dog. "Wait!" she
called. "Wait! That’s my dog!”
became very well-to-do. Ami
on Christmas morning that*
was a svcnderfwl tree and gtfte
for everyone! Even Bobby got
a new collar.
This is a true. My grandmoth
er told it to me when 1 was
little. She beard if from HER
grandmother . * . whoso name
was Ann . . and who f#u|d
a shivering Uttle puppy on a
cold winter evening more than
a hundred years® ago in the
quaint old city of New Turk-
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The Little Puppy
The little animal was shiver
ing as it lay In the doorway.
Its paws were covered with
snow and its coat was soaked
bedraggled. Ann had never
seen anything so pathetic. For
getting her own troubles, she
picked thte little puppy up and
tried to warm it, “You poor
little thing!” she cried. The
Whose Puppy?
Ann stood still in amazement
as the beautifully dressed little
girl came running. She was
very near Ann’s own age, a
bont seven. Kneeling down on
the sidewalk, she hugged ib*
! little dog happily. * 'My name
is Martha," she explained,
"three weeks ago my little dog
ran away and got lost and
’we’ve been looking for him
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titHe dog was so cold that it
could only wag its tali feebly.
Ann knew that unless it had
food and warmth it would die
“l shall take you home,” she
said, "and give you some
warm milk.” And tucking the
puppy under her arm, she ran
all the way home.
ev'T since! fw so elad
found him!” She look hold of
Bobby's leash. The puppy
seemed glad *o see her; but
when Martha tried to lead him
away, he. whined and cried and
tried to stay with Ann, Mar
ina turned to her father. “Ho
doesn’t want to go. What shall
we do?"
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