ought Dotty.
"If people should come in here with ever so many pumpkins and candles
inside, these blind children wouldn't know it; they couldn't be
frightened. I wonder where they ever heard of ghosts. There must have
been some naughty girl here, like Angeline."

CHAPTER II.

EMILY'S TRIALS.

At three o'clock the little blind girls all went out to play in one yard,
and the little blind boys in the other.

"Goin' out to take their air," said Katie. Then she and Dotty followed
the girls in respectful silence.

Almost every one had a particular friend; and it was wonderful to see how
certain any two friends were to find one another by the sense of feeling,
and walk off together, arm in arm. It was strange, too, that they could
move so fast without hitting things and falling down.

"When I am blindfolded," thought Dotty, "it makes me dizzy, and I don't
know where I am. When I think anything isn't there, the next I know I
come against it, and make my nose bleed."

She was not aware that while the most of these children were blind, there
were others who had a little glimmering of eyesight. The world was night
to some of them; to others, twilight.

They did not know Dotty and Katie were following them, and they chatted
away as if they were quite by themselves.

"Emily, have you seen my Lilly Viola?" said one little girl to another.
"Miss Percival has dressed her all over new with a red dressing-gown and
a black hat."

The speaker was a lovely little girl with curly hair; but her eyes were
closed, and Dotty wondered what made her talk of "seeing" a doll.

Emily took "Lilly Viola," and travelled all over her hat and dress and
kid boots with her fingers.

"Yes, Octavia," said she, "she is very pretty--ever so much prettier than
my Victoria Josephine."

Then both the little girls talked sweet nothings to their rag babies,
just like any other little girls.

"Is the dollies blind-eyed, too?" asked Katie, making a dash forward, and
peeping into the cloth face of a baby.

The little mamma, whose name was Octavia, smiled, and taking Katie by the
shoulders, began to touch her all over with her fingers.

"Dear little thing!" said she; "what soft hair!"

"Yes," replied Katie; "velly soft. Don't you wish, though, you could see
my new dress? It's got little blue yoses all over it."

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

"I know your dress is pretty," said Octavia, gently, "and I know you a