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Title: Dotty Dimple at Play

Author: Sophie May

Release Date: November 27, 2003 [EBook #10320]

Language: English

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_DOTTY DIMPLE STORIES_

DOTTY DIMPLE AT PLAY

BY SOPHIE MAY

AUTHOR OF "LITTLE PRUDY STORIES"

1868

_Illustrated_

TO THE _LITTLE "BLIND-EYED CHILDREN"_ IN THE ASYLUM FOR THE BLIND AT
INDIANAPOLIS.

[Illustration: DOTTY AND KATIE VISITING THE BLIND GIRLS.]

CONTENTS.

CHAPTER

I. "THE BLIND-EYED CHILDREN"

II. EMILY'S TRIALS

III. PLAYING SHIP

IV. A SPOILED DINNER

V. PLAYING TRUANT

VI. A STRANGE VISIT

VII. PLAYING PRISONER

VIII. PLAYING THIEF

IX. THANKSGIVING DAY

X. GRANDMA'S OLD TIMES

XI. THE CRYSTAL WEDDING

DOTTY DIMPLE AT PLAY.

CHAPTER I.

"THE BLIND-EYED CHILDREN."

"You is goin' off, Dotty Dimpwil."

"Yes, dear, and you must kiss me."

"No, not now; you isn't gone yet. You's goin' nex' day after this day."

Miss Dimple and Horace exchanged glances, for they had an important
secret between them.

"Dotty, does you want to hear me crow like Bantie? 'Cause," added Katie,
with a pitying glance at her cousin, "'cause you can't bear me bimeby,
when you didn't be to my house."

"That will do, you blessed little Topknot," cried Horace, as the shrill
crowing died on the air, and the pink bud of a mouth took its own shape
again. "Now I just mean to tell you something nice, for you might as well
know it and be happy a day longer: mother and you and I are going to
Indianapolis to-morrow with Dotty--going in the cars."

"O!" exclaimed the child, whirling about like a leaf in a breeze. "Going
to 'Naplis, yidin' in the cars! O my shole!"

"Yes, and you'll be good all day--won't you, darling, and not hide
mamma's spools?"

"Yes, I won't if I don't 'member.