oices, "Jollykaloo! Jollykaloo!" so
Jollykaloo it was named then and there, and it has been called so ever
since.

"And now, children," said Uncle Jack, when breakfast was over, "We must
go and see how our four-footed friends have passed the night. You may
find some new friends too, I think, with two feet. Come Nibble,
Brighteyes, Puff----"

"Uncle Jack," said Puff, very gravely; "Fluff and I have not unpacked
the dolls yet, and I think it is both of our duty to take care of our
children first, before we see the animals. Don't you think so, Uncle?"

"Both of your duty, eh?" said Uncle Jack, laughing. "Well, Puffsy,
perhaps it is. It is also both of your duty to learn grammar, but you
need not begin just yet. Off with you!"

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So the twins went one way, and Uncle Jack went the other. Which way
shall I take you first, all you other children? shall we follow the
twins first, and take a peep at the dolls? by all means! I cannot say
that I care much for dolls myself, but I always like to see what
interests children, and certainly Puff and Fluff did take great interest
in their china and wax babies. By and by I shall have some funny stories
to tell you about these dolls, for they have seen more of life than any
dolls that I have ever known, but we will not stop now, for we all want
to go and see the animals, I am sure. We will just take a peep at them
and see what they are like.

See, here they are, six of them. The one sitting in the chair, with
curls and flowers, is Vashti Ann. She was the head doll at that time,
and a person of great importance. Next to her is Tina, her daughter, a
fine baby rather larger than her mother; and then comes Rosalie, a Swiss
doll, with fine long hair. The doll in the lower left-hand corner is the
unfortunate Sally Bradford, the maid-of-all-work; next comes Fanny
Ellsler, the dancer, and the last is Katinka, a Polish lady of high
rank.

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The dear little twin mice unpacked all these creatures with the utmost
care.

"I think they are all ill after the journey, Puff!" said Fluffy, with a
sigh.

"We was better put them all to bed. Tina is very pale, and Rosalie is
very red."

"Then one has a chill, and the other has a fever," said Puff.

"Yes, they must go to bed; and I will get the bed ready, Fluffy, if you
will read them a story to amoose them."

"Oh! but, Puffy, if you put them both in the same bed it will be
chills-and-fever, and then we shall catc