tter--they were so fat that the dimples had hard work
to make holes in them.

Bella loved Stanny, and she ran to kiss him, and show him her new baby,
and the other things; and what do you think Stanny did when he saw the
baby in the bed? Why, he tilted up the bedstead, and out fell dolly flat
on her nose! That was just like a boy--they will never do to be mothers,
like little girls--because they play so roughly.

"Oh Stanny," cried Bella, picking up the dolly tenderly, "she's most
killded."

"Why don't she cry then?" said Stanny.

"'Cause she isn't a cry baby," said Bella.

"I mean to punch her and make her cry," said Stanny.

So he doubled up his fist and gave the dolly a great punch in the
stomach--but the dear little thing just stared at him without winking,
and never said a word. You see the truth was that she had no crying
place made inside of her, as some of the babies have--and I for one
think it was quite an improvement, for who wants to hear a baby
squealing like a pig--you don't, do you? you little kitten!

Bella did not like to have her baby treated in this manner--and it was
very fortunate that their grandmamma came in the room just then, with
two large slices of bread, with the most delightful currant jelly
spread all over them, and gave one to each of the children, or perhaps
Bella might have turned into a cry-baby--and that would have made you
and me very sorry.

Pretty soon a lady came in--whom the children called Cousin Caroline,
and said: "Oh! here is Stanny; why, where did you come from, little
boy?"

"I come from Brooklyn. What you got your hat on for, Cousin Caroline?
Say."

"Because I am going to see old Mrs. Badger, up the street."

"Are you? Which do you like best, Mrs. Badger, up the street, or
grandmamma?"

"Why, Stanny! I like grandmamma a great deal the best."

"But, why for?" said Stanny.

"Why, because she is my aunt," said Cousin Caroline.

"Your aunt!" cried Stanny, in a tone of severe reproof. "Oh, Cousin
Caroline, aren't you ashamed to call my grandma an _ant!_ a little ugly
black thing, crawling on the ground. She isn't an ant, now! she's a big
grandma."

You may be sure that Cousin Caroline and grandma laughed at this long
speech--and then Stanny and Bella laughed--and they all thought it was a
very funny idea--to make a little black ant out of a big grandma.

The rest of the day Bella played she was the mother and Stanny the
grandfather; and except he wanted to