ed it into the French
doll's open mouth.

She was given a "dose" every minute or so.

It was during the "yellow fever" stage that Marcella was called to
supper and left the dolls in the nursery alone.

Marcella did not play with them again that evening; so the dolls all
remained in the same position until Marcella and the rest of the folks
went to bed.

Then Raggedy Andy jumped from his chair and wound up the little music
box. "Let's start with a lively dance!" he cried.

When the music started tinkling he caught the French doll's hand, and
danced 'way across the nursery floor before he discovered that her soft
brown eyes remained closed as they were when she lay upon the "sick"
bed.

All the dolls gathered around Raggedy Andy and the French doll.

"I can't open my eyes!" she said.

Raggedy Andy tried to open the French doll's eyes with his soft rag
hands, but it was no use.

They shook her. This sometimes has the desired effect when dolls do not
open their eyes.

They shook her again and again. It was no use, her eyes remained closed.

"It must be the sticky, sugary 'medicine'!" said Uncle Clem.

"I really believe it must be!" the French doll replied. "The 'medicine'
seemed to settle in the back of my head when I was lying down, and I can
still feel it back there!"

"That must be it, and now it has hardened and keeps your pretty eyes
from working!" said Raggedy Ann. "What shall we do?"

Raggedy Andy and Raggedy Ann walked over to a corner of the nursery and
thought and thought. They pulled their foreheads down into wrinkles with
their hands, so that they might think harder.

[Illustration: Raggedy Andy winds the music box]

Finally Raggedy Ann cried, "I've thought of a plan!" and went skipping
from the corner out to where the other dolls sat about the French doll.

"We must stand her upon her head, then the 'medicine' will run up into
her hair, for there is a hole in the top of her head. I remember seeing
it when her hair came off one time!"

"No sooner said than done!" cried Uncle Clem, as he took the French doll
by the waist and stood her upon her head.

"That should be long enough!" Raggedy Ann said, when Uncle Clem had held
the French doll in this position for five minutes.

But when the French doll was again placed upon her feet her eyes still
remained tightly closed.

All this time, Raggedy Andy had remained in the corner, thinking as hard
as his rag head would think.

He thought and