Bertha by Mary Hazelton Wade
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Perhaps you wonder what makes the bird come out at just the right
time. It is done by certain machinery inside the clock. But, however it is, old people as well as children seem to enjoy the cuckoo-clocks of Germany. "Some day, when you are older, you shall go to the fair at Easter time," Bertha's father has promised her. "Is that at Leipsic, where our Santa Claus images go?" asked his little daughter. "Yes, my dear, and toys from many other parts of our country. There you will see music-boxes and dolls' pianos and carts and trumpets and engines and ships. These all come from the mining-towns. "But I know what my little Bertha would care for most. She would best like to see the beautiful wax dolls that come from Sonneberg." "Yes, indeed," cried Bertha. "The dear, lovely dollies with yellow hair like mine. I would love every one of them. I wish I could go to Sonneberg just to see the dolls." "I wonder what makes the wax stick on," said Gretchen, who came into the room while her father and Bertha were talking. "After the heads have been moulded into shape, they are dipped into pans of boiling wax," her father told her. "The cheap dolls are dipped only once, but the expensive ones have several baths before they are finished. The more wax that is put on, the handsomer the dolls are. |
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