"Stubby," she said at last, "you're a very clever boy."

She deftly cut a green apple in two as she spoke, and began hollowing
one half out with a sharp stick. "This will make a good set-bowl," she
said, getting very red in the face with so much digging. "Now, Stubby's
got the idea, we can go back and arrange the playhouse."

"Oh, I'd rather do this!" cried Marguerite. "We can arrange that
playhouse any rainy day."

"Well, if you want to, we'll keep on," said Rose, looking very happy,
and giving Stubby a bear-hug.

Stubby didn't usually like being hugged, but this time he hugged Rose
back, and said, "My doll's name is going to be Rose."




THE PRINCESSES AND THE WOOD-CUTTER'S DAUGHTER.

BY JANE WEST.


When the queen was riding in the forest she met the woodcutter's little
daughter, and she was so pleased with the child that she invited her to
visit at the palace. The child, Avis, came the next day, and she was
taken up to the royal nursery to play with the princesses.

Before long the children were arguing about what game they should play.