Raggedy Andy Stories by John B. (John Barton) Gruelle
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because they did not wish her to know they could act and talk just like
real people. "Perhaps we can get the things out of the machine drawer!" Henny suggested. "Yes," cried Susan, "let's all go get the things out of the machine drawer! Come on, everybody!" And Susan, although she had only a cracked head, ran out the nursery door followed by all the rest of the dolls. Even the tiny little penny dolls clicked their china heels upon the floor as they followed the rest, and Raggedy Andy, carrying his loose arm, thumped along in the rear. Raggedy Andy had not lived in the house as long as the others; so he did not know the way to the room in which the machine stood. After much climbing and pulling, the needle and thread and thimble were taken from the drawer, and all raced back again to the nursery. Uncle Clem took off Raggedy Andy's waist, and the other dolls all sat around watching while Raggedy Ann sewed the arm on again. Raggedy Ann had only taken two stitches when she began laughing so hard she had to quit. Of course when Raggedy Ann laughed, all the other dolls laughed too, for laughter, like yawning, is very catching. "I was just thinking!" said Raggedy Ann. "Remember, 'way, 'way back, a |
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