[Illustration: Down the spout]

"The rain must have soaked his cotton through and through!" sighed
Raggedy Ann. "For all the water from the house runs down the shiny tin
gutters and down the pipe into a rain barrel at the bottom!"

Then Raggedy Ann remembered that there was an opening at the bottom of
the pipe.

"Tomorrow night if we have a chance, we dolls must take a stick and see
if we can reach Raggedy Andy from the bottom of the pipe and pull him
down to us!" she thought.

Marcella came up to the nursery and played all day, watching the rain
patter upon the new tin gutter. She wondered where Raggedy Andy was,
although she did not get worried about him until she had asked Mama
where he might be.

"He must be just where you left him!" Mama said.

"I cannot remember where I left him!" Marcella said.

"I thought he was with all the other dolls in the nursery, though!"

All day Sunday it rained and all of Sunday night, and Monday morning
when Daddy started to work it was still raining.

As Daddy walked out of the front gate, he turned to wave good-bye to
Mama and Marcella and then he saw something.