"How lovely they are!" she murmured to herself, including even the
plainest and least among them in her appreciation of the gorgeous
company. "Don't I wish Ellie could see them!" she continued. "I'll
have to count them, so as to tell her how many there are; for I don't
believe that by herself she could imagine such a lot of dolls together."

Katy and Ellie had never had a doll in their lives,--that is, a real
_boughten_ one, as they called those not of home manufacture.

The kind salesgirl who had sent the orange to Ellie, from her post
behind the counter, noticed the child's wonderment.

"Will you look at Cash!" she said to a companion. Katy was oblivious
of them, however. After watching her a few moments, Julia called out:

"Well, Cash, which do you like best?"

The little girl looked the dolls over again with much deliberation; and
finally, pointing to a good-sized one, with golden hair and large eyes,
said:

"This."

"Oh, one of those ninety-seven cent dolls!" responded Julia. "They
_are_ handsome for the price. Sawdust bodies, to be sure; but what
fine heads?--red cheeks, splendid eyes, and hair that will comb out as
well as that of some costlier ones, I'll be bound."

"Ninety-seven cents!" repeated Katy, with a sigh. It was an
unattainable sum, as far as she was concerned. The salesgirl remarked